A Poem

[Varzandeh]

Last night I dreamt ; the angels knocked at the door of the bar,
They mixed the mud of the human and touched it with the wine,
The dwellers of the pure heavens had a glass of wine with me,
The sky couldn't bear the weight of this deposit,
They asked me as a mad to bear it,
Put aside all the fights among the 72 nations because they didn't see the truth,
they took the path of the fiction,
Thanks God that we have peace among us,
The Sofees had wine while dancing,
The fire is not that the flame of the candle smiles with it,
The fire is that takes the butterfly's wings.

Hafez Iranian Poet , 700 years ago

[Jennings]

Murhaba!

"Lo! some we loved, the lovliest and the best
That Time and Fate of all their Vintage prest,
Have drunk their Cup a Round or two before,
And one by one crept silently to Rest". (Omar Khayyam)

"A fool dashed onward at a reckless pace
Till in the desert he came face to face
With one who wore the ragged dervish cloak,
And asked 'What is your work'? The dervish spoke,
'Poor shallow wretch, can you not see I faint
With this strict pressure of the world's constraint'?
'Constraint'? That can't be right,' the man replied,
'The empty desert stretches far and wide'.
The dervish said, 'If there is no strict Way,
How has it led you to me here today?'
(Farid Ud-Din Attar)

As-salaam alaykum!

[Varzandeh]

Hi Jennings,
I see you are acquainted with the persian litrature.Another interesting book is the dream interpretation collection that I've put here .
Pleased to meet you.
Oh, Another interesting book is holy Quran . I have adviced a few people here the first verses of the first page of it . Our prophet has said it has curing advantages too.If you had an ill person let me know.
Good luck.

[Jennings]

Salam!

"May the lover be drunk and infamous all the year.
May he be charmed, frenzied, and mad.
While sober, we suffer for everything.
When we get drunk, we let go of everything".
(Rumi)

"In the clear dawn, before the east was red,
Before the rose had torn her veil in two,
A nightingale through Hafiz' garden flew,
Stayed but to fill its song with tears, and fled".
(Hafez)

"If you catch a fragrance of the unseen, like that, you won't be able to be
contained. You'll be out in empty sky. Any beauty the world has, and desire,
will easily be yours. As you live deeper in the heart, the mirror gets
clearer and cleaner. Shams of Tabriz realised God in himself. When that
happens, you have no anxieties about losing anyone or anything. You break
the spells human difficulties cause. Interpretations come, hundreds, from
all the religious symbols and paraboles and prayers. You know what they mean,
when God lives through you like Shams".
(Rumi)

"While mankind remains mere baggage in the world
It will be swept along, as in a boat, asleep.
What can they see in sleep?
What real merit or punishment can there be"?
(Sanai)

Khoda hafez
Asadi
(and Satwa)!

[Laucashel]

Originally Posted by Varzandeh

Last night I dreamt ; the angels knocked at the door of the bar,
They mixed the mud of the human and touched it with the wine,
The dwellers of the pure heavens had a glass of wine with me,
The sky couldn't bear the weight of this deposit,
They asked me as a mad to bear it,
Put aside all the fights among the 72 nations because they didn't see the truth,
they took the path of the fiction,
Thanks God that we have peace among us,
The Sofees had wine while dancing,
The fire is not that the flame of the candle smiles with it,
The fire is that takes the butterfly's wings.

Hafez Iranian Poet , 700 years ago

In my own experience I dream that I recited a poem/haiku first two lines when I woke up I wrote in my dream diary and my pen didn't stopped until I finished the poem/haiku then I continued writing that I wrote over 15 haikus and finished 5 poems that day. This started when I kept dreaming of the things connected to our national hero (Philippines) he is an international writer/poet and novelist. I also happened to buy a book of Khalil Gibran (lebaness prophet) on New Years eve of 2004. When I opened his book I found out we have the same birthday and some of his writings are very similar the meaning to what I've written. some of the title of my poems are exactly the same only the wordings are different but the meaning is similar. On Dec.2006 my first book was published "The Messages" miscellaneous prose and poetry.

[Jennings]

"I'm Missing Me"


Awakes a memory
when you're deep
in sleep
Blood boils and then freezes in your veins.
The awoken, long-lost, forgotten memory,
captured in the curves of the nerves in your brain,
emerges unexpectedly
from the mysterious wells of the passed days
or years,
a compact,
compressed,
complex feeling that dissolves before your eyes
leaving a momentary taste in your mouth,
a transient scent in your nose,
just a single image,
a blurry, old picture of you,
no words,
no sounds.
You wake up.
In the mirror
you look at yourself,
you look for yourself,
whispering behind your lips
as if attending a funeral,
your own,
"Where's me?
I've changed
and I'm missing myself."

Nima Yushij

Varzandeh (with apologies to Lancashel) to answer your question above, I first became interested in Persian poetry 1949 with my introducation to Khayyam and over the years this interest has expanded to the poems of Islam but especially the ancient philosophers and poets. The one above, of course, is a modern one. Coincidently, my youngest daughter has resided in the Arab countries probably for the past 30 years and is currently in business at Ajman UAE. Heard yesterday from her that Oman (where she previously resided) was struck by a cyclone.