Hossein Gharibi

It is fatal, strikes in a snap
First, the splendor works its way
Climbs the heart and in a zap
Kills the eyes of her prey
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I had a flower, cared for, fed
Whose odor would rise a dead
I did wrong to leaves of it
With no single sense of wit
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برآشفتم ز همدل، او سبب جست
بگفتم راز و کینه از دلم شست
برآشفتم ز دشمن، دیده اِسفید
نگفتم راز و بذر کینه رویید
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There was a promise, made with no measure,
Unwritten, untold, yet meant to be kept.
While I was mounting, you dug for treasure,
Down you went without care, in't alas I wept.
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The Moon's calling me
With a sweet song of the night
Silently draws me
Beyond what seems a fake bright.
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