The spring breeze kissed coyly the grass' lips, The jonquil whispered to the corn-copy hundred mysteries.
Tuesday, April 01, 2025 08:49
Oh cup-bearer! Open the door of the tavern to me, From lecture and discussion from hypocricy and asceticism make me needless
Wednesday, March 26, 2025 10:00
Due to her going I must tear off my garment, To what incentive can I cure the heart's pain.
Saturday, March 22, 2025 12:26
Friday, March 21, 2025 03:07
A gathering of intellectuals, poets, artists, university and seminary professors have been held to discuss various perspectives of Imam Khomeini’s poetry.
Tuesday, March 18, 2025 10:50
Friday, February 21, 2025 08:42
I want pain, cure I don’t want, I want sorrow, song I don’t want.
Sunday, February 09, 2025 05:18
Friday, January 17, 2025 02:17