Apr 062007
 
 April 6, 2007  Poetry

Ghazal# 56
Rumi

ببستي چشم يعني وقت خواب است
نه خواب است آن،‌حريفان را جواب است

closed your eyes, that is, time to sleep
It’s not sleep; it’s a response to an opponent

You know that we do not last long
But your drunken eyes are rushing

Be cruel! Your cruelty is pleasant
Do wrong! Your mistake is right 

You fall your firing eyes to sleep
That our eye and heart are in flame

So many heads have stolen Saki’s eyes 
with a sword which is a droplet

One Said:” It is from Saki’s love” 
The other said:” It is from the wine” 

What are wine and Saki? Nothing but truth
God knows the origin of this love 
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translated from Farsi

Apr 052007
 
 April 5, 2007  Poetry

Mahnaz crying
Dream…

I will dream
To the end of this road , The road 
That ends to nothingness 
I will dream
Dream as long as
There are dreams left for us to share

Dreaming of our hands to lose color
In a rhythm 
To replace black and white
Poor and rich

Dreaming as long as there is a hand
That can caress another hand 

I will dream to the end 
Where the road ends in dreams…

by; mahnaz badihian

© 2012 Mahnaz Badihian