Invitation Poem by Moahammad Maleki

Oh, people

Gorge thyselves with my palatable foods
Foods of GODs, scattered in my heart
I pour it over streams of consciousness
Haunt it, otherwise it shall fade away from thy sight

Tomorrow the taste of my food shall be better than yesterday
And the day after it, its taste shall seem heavenly blessed
As if descended from the labyrinth compartments of celestial planets

And then you can not keep thyselves of gulping ans sipping out of it

I know well, the ancient fragrance of wisdom, breezing and hovering round of my little shack

Come in,
Take it gratuitous
Go and enjoy thyself.