Rubaiyat 36 Poem by Shams al-Din Hafiz Shirazi

Rubaiyat 36

Rating: 2.6


Every flower its beauty bestows,
Your lips the dearest gems dispose.
May your lips nurture our souls
With the wine that every spirit knows.

Thursday, January 1, 2004
Topic(s) of this poem: beauty,flower,lips
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M Asim Nehal 26 July 2016

The door way to love and purity. Nice one again.

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