Best Iranian Poetry Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“Hey you, feasting at the table on the shore,with bread on your plate, clothes on your body. Someone from the water beckons you, beating the heavy tide with his exhausted hands... --translated by Kayvan Tahmasebian and Rebecca Ruth Gould”

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Book:مجموعه آثار نيما يوشيج، دفتر اول شعر

Source: مجموعه آثار نيما يوشيج، دفتر اول شعر

“Pāpa āmi ēkaṭā paramānandēra pāpa karēchi, ēmana ēka āliṅganē yā chila uṣṇa āra ābēgabharā. Bāhura ghērāṭōpē āmi pāpa karaluma tā chila tapta āra śaktimaẏa āra pratikarmēra phala. Andhakāra āra niḥśabda āṛālē āmi ōra nigūṛha cōkhēra dikē tākāluma. Āmāra bukēra madhyē hr̥daẏa adhairyabhābē spandita hala ōra karaṇīẏa cōkhēra anurōdhē sāṛā diẏē. Ō'i andhakāra āra niḥśabda āṛālē, āmi āluthālu ōra pāśē basaluma. Ōra ṭhōm̐ṭa āmāra ṭhōm̐ṭē kāmēcchā ugarē dilō, āmi āmāra uttējita hr̥daẏēra duḥkha kāṭiẏē uṭhaluma. Āmi ōra kānē bhālōbāsāra kāhini balaluma phisaphisa karē: Āmi tōmākē cā'i, hē āmāra jībana, āmi tōmākē cā'i, hē jībanadāẏī āślēṣa hē āmāra unmāda prēmika, tumi. Cāhidā ōra cōkha thēkē anurāgēra sphūliṅga chaṛiẏē dilō; pēẏālāẏa nācatē lāgalō lāla mada. Narama bichānāẏa, āmāra śarīra ōra bukē mātāla sphūraṇa gaṛē phēlalō. Āmi ēka paramānandēra pāpa karēchi, śiharita stambhita ākārēra naikaṭyē hē īśbara, kē'i bā jānē āmi ki karēchi ō'i andhakāra āra niḥśabda āṛālē. Biẏēra bēṛi mēẏēṭi hāsala āra balala: Ē'i sōnāra āṅaṭira rahasya ki, ē'i āṅaṭira rahasya yā ēmana ēm̐ṭē basē gēchē āmāra āṅulē, ē'i āṅaṭira rahasya yā jhilamila karachē āra ētō dyūtimaẏa? Yubaka bēśa abāka hala āra balala: Ē'i āṅaṭi saubhāgyēra, jībanēra āṅaṭi. Sabā'i balala: Abhinandana āra bhālō thēkō! Mēẏēṭi balala: Hāẏa āmāra ēkhana'ō sandēha āchē āṅa Show more 1135/5000 पाप मैंने एक पाप किया है, एक तटबंध में जो गर्म और भावनात्मक था। मैंने बांह के आसपास के क्षेत्र में पाप किया है यह गर्म और मजबूत था और प्रतिरोध का परिणाम था अंधेरा और सन्नाटा पीछे छिप जाता है मैंने उसकी गुप्त आँख को देखा। हृदय मेरी छाती में अधीर कंपन कर रहा है उसकी आँखों के अनुरोध का जवाब। वह अंधेरी और खामोश छुपी, मैं अलुथलू के पास बैठ गया। उसके होंठों ने मुझे वासना से अभिभूत कर दिया, मैं अपने दिल की उदासी से अभिभूत हूं। मैंने उसके कान में प्यार की कहानी सुनाई और फुसफुसाया: मैं तुम्हें चाहता हूँ, हे मेरे जीवन, मैं आपको चाहता हूं, हे जीवन-रक्षा प्रसार हे मेरे पागल प्रेमी, तुम माँग उसकी आँखों से स्नेह की चिंगारी फैलाती है; कप में लाल शराब नाचने लगी शीतल बिस्तर, मेरा शरीर उन्होंने अपने सीने में एक उनींदापन विकसित किया। मैंने एक पाप के साथ पाप किया है, चकित आकार के झटके से रोमांचित हे भगवान, जो जानता है कि मैंने क्या किया है वह अंधेरा और मूक छेद”

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Book:Sin: Selected Poems of Forugh Farrokhzad

Source: Sin: Selected Poems of Forugh Farrokhzad

“Listen Mr. Namaki, you're a king to me You're a symbol of what we should strive to be In this modern day and age, you're an alchemist So let me join you, sing your song up the hills”

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Book:Letter 19

Source: Letter 19

“The white butterly slowly sinks into the wine of your age.”

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Book:High Tide of the Eyes

Source: High Tide of the Eyes

“Sanctions levied Sanctions heavy Break my back But you will not end me Many have assailed Many have failed Pack after pack Blood shed but to no avail Had my share of years Had my share of tears SAVAK to crack A century of polluted atmosphere This is my land This is my clan Turn the clock back I'm as old as the history of man Gone are the golden days Gone are the golden ways Stopped in my tracks Time will lead me out of this maze Keep my people in pain Keep my people in chains Wrapped in my flag The end welcomes tyranny's campaign Levy your sanctions Heavy my reaction From The Burnt City to Ganzak I, Simurgh, will rise from the ashes History will go round History will go down Evil, domestic and foreign Will burn to the ground Time bears witness Time bears justice Our mystic misfortune A lingering dark nimbus Rise up my wings Rise up my kings This majestic sovereign Will be reborn once again”

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Book:Letter 19

Source: Letter 19

“And so, with a slow sweep of the arm that remained forever etched in my memory, he took out a match, lit it, and tossed it onto the pile of books. With a quiet huff...ff...ff the flames rippled over the pages, catching first the old books with the brown paper whose smell I loved so much. I vividly remember how Danko's Burning Heart was engulfed in flames that then licked at Luce's skirt who, desperately trying to protect herself from the fire in pages of Romain Rolland's book, held Pierre tightly to her breast. I watched as the fire spread to the intertwined lovers Pierre and Natasha, Heathcliff and Cathrine Earnshaw, Scarlett O'Hara and Rhett Butler, Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy, abelard and Heloise, Tristan and Isolde, Salaman and Absal, Vis and Ramin, Vamegh and Azra, Zohreh and Manuchehr, shirin and Farhad, Leyli and Majnun, Arthur and Gemma, the Rose and the Little Prince, before they had the chance to smell or kiss each other again, or whisper. "I love you" one last time.”

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Book:The Enlightenment of the Greengage Tree

Source: The Enlightenment of the Greengage Tree