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This page shows only poems in the metre مفاعیلن مفاعیلن مفاعیلن مفاعیلن (هزج مثمن سالم).
Suddenly today the enemy of my penitence and patience approached me midway on the road and cherished me like a king.
My world-illuminating lamp is not shining so brightly; strange—is this the fault of the eye, or the light, or the window?
Again I am raging. I am in such a state by your soul that every bond you bind, I break, by your soul.
I am seeing a moon outside the eye in the eye, which neither eye has seen nor ear heard of.
Undaunted you are coming from my breast into my sight, chanting a potent spell and confused stories.
Passion for that Beloved brought me out of learning and reciting so that I became mad and distracted.