Celebration
Who else but a poet?
-goes wild and sheds tear,
-pulls hair and beats on chest…
-till ends up broken and shattered…
Only a poet sees!
Only the poet cries!
And only poet writes!
Therefore, let's celebrate
-let us get together
-let Khayyam serve the wine
-let Hafez talk divine
-let Saadi teach wisdom
-let Rumi lead, conduct
-prayers' orchestra
-to orate musical
-the death of flower…
The death of Flower…
The Blue Flower…
The blue flower
-is over, on fire…
-is getting undressed
-exposes nerves and veins,
-to its bone and marrow…
Yes, let us celebrate.
Yes, let us celebrate.
Yes, let us celebrate.
Poets make the canvas,
Poets make brushes and pallets
Poets help painters hunt the moments.
The poets and painters are hunters
Poets' time is longer and painters' is shorter.
Let us all celebrate.
Let us all celebrate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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