My Intimate Dream
دوش در یاد تو آشفته و در خواب شدم
غافل از حالت خود گویی این باب شدم
Remembrance while envisaging you,
put me in exasperation and sleep at
the pick of the night.
This is when I dared to dispose of the
selfish disclaims, all vividly displayed
in the ambiance and surroundings.
جمله در دید گذر بود درون وادی خواب
از صبا مشک ختن چیده و بی تاب شدم
What a stunning state of mind, an
uncluttered dream, when every
corner was reachable by the
astute vision, and the eagerness
of the glimpse.
The vibrancy and radiance, forcing
me to not ignore the timid anxiety,
comforting that the fragrance of
your presence was within my reach,
touching my face by its invigorating
incessant breeze.
لحظه ها سلسله، مملو ز تمنای وصال
سایه ات روی سر و آیت مهتاب شدم
The moments and instances were
merging in succession, filled with
the desire and joy of encountering
you in its entirety.
Your solemn shadow encircled and
enclosed me, transpiring, altering,
and amending me to a beaming
beacon, an exemplary inspiring star.
راز دل را به نمودم نگرش منزل عشق
تا که تسلیم بر این تربت و محراب شدم
Such a moment, the cherished
dream, enchanting me to captivate
the corners of my heart, and reveal
its inner secrets to embrace the
enticements merely and purely
emanated by the stance of love
and allure.
A continuation, perpetuation, and
persistence to reach the pinnacle of
indulgence, to perceive the principles
and pillars of seeking you, and to
becoming immersed in and
surrendered to your turf and the
emerging eminent destiny.
نادم از غفلت خود کامه به تهذیب خطا
که در این شهر، جفا مفتی ارعاب شدم
شعر از: علیرضا بمانیان
The regret is abundant, endured by my
arrogant lust to ignore, neglect, and skip
the seizure of moments; to remain an
advocate of my conceit.
An irony and lost that polarized me in
paving and leading the path to part the
others away from the essence of my
intimate dream, while spreading fear
and scare not to seek it.
© Alireza Bemanian, August of 2017 (Author, Poet)