A Window to Your World
Vision’s Mecca
شدم بیگانه با خود بی خبر از فطرت بود
که ترسیمیست پر معنا و نقشش سلک معبود
Gradually and constantly, steadily and
perpetually have transitioned and
transformed, transmuted and altered to
alienate; to disillusion, dishearten
and disappoint my soul, depth, passion,
and ambiance away from the crux of
existence. Arrogant and neglectful to
the core substance of tone and timbre,
the ecstasy of elation.
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The Thread
همیشه آرزو به نگاهی ز ماه روی تو بود
به هر قدم گذری پویشی به راه تو بود
Ceaselessly and persistently, relentlessly
and perpetually it is the dream, marvel, and
delusion of your glance, the peek, the
glimpse, that is gazing, gawking, and gawping
over my instant intuitions, instincts, and
inklings. No, it is not a suspicion or hint,
intimation or allusion, insinuation or
suggestion. It is the solid compulsion, the
impulse, the urge. It is the incessantly
growing flame, the blaze, the kindle of
searching and seeking your intimacy and glare
that galvanizes my thoughts, ponderously
perpetuates my heart beat, and exuberantly
instigates my existence.
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Awakening Advocacy
نشسته در غم و آهم قصار قربت تو
بگو که نیست مرا مرهمی ز دولت تو
Sitting at the dark corner of solitude in
the depth of sorrow and sadness, gloom
and misery, while my mind is drenched
with desolation and despondency,
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The Life
وجود و بود خود، آغاز و پایانش به ایقانم
تو آغازش شوم مدهوش در محراب پیمانم
Reflecting, contemplating, and cogitating,
by pondering within my soul and conscious,
the core of my subsistence, the essays,
stipulations, and provisions, that are
merging and mingling in my mind, the life.
Still, ascertain and settled of its
inception and commencement, combined with
the grand finally, and its irrevocable
emerging conclusion.
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The Ardor
هر گوشه نظر کردم با لطف تو رنگین است
هر ذره که دریابم با مهر تو آذین است
Have explored and appraised spots
and corners, glimpses and insights.
Have divulged the depth of my
notions, conceptions, and
sentiments to the soaring and
searching inclinations to capture
and cultivate the essence. Yes, to
provoke the substance of liveliness
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The Juncture
جامه نو کرده و آن منزل مقصود به پیش
تا بدانم که در این درس توانم شده خویش
Reflection, rumination, and pondering. The
urge is uttering, the impulse is instigating,
the desire is dictating. The time, to
provoke a pristine posture, designate a
fresh dedication, deduce a pure devotion.
Reaching the juncture to concede to the
intimate appeal, the plea to instigate the
utter, to implore attaining the inclination,
the inspiring spot, the invigorating splash,
and the stimulating epitome of endowment.
The juncture to ascertain attainment of
refining, cleansing, and purification. To
consummate my soul and substance, to emanate
from my assertions and comportments, and to
crystalize my embodiment and incarnation. Yes,
inclination to my portrayed instincts and
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