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This page shows only poems in the metre فعلاتن مفاعلن فعلن (خفیف مسدس مخبون).
Ghazaliyat by Hafez, in the metre فعلاتن مفاعلن فعلن (خفیف مسدس مخبون)
The morning blossometh; and the cloud bindeth a veil: O companions! the morning cup! the morning cup!
To utter to thee the state of my heart is my desire: To hear news of my heart is my desire.
The heart is the chamber of love of His: The eye is the mirror-holder of the form of His.
The state of bloody hearts, who uttereth again From the sky, (revenge for) the blood of Jamshid, who seeketh again ?
Love's pain, I have endured to such a degree- that ask not . Separation's poison, I have tasted in such a way that ask not.
O (cool) breeze of the north! the breeze of good news, thou art, That, us, at union's time, reacheth.
Although, apparently, the slaves of the King are we, (By weeping and wailing), Kings of the country of the morning (when prayers are answered) are we.
O thou that art ever proud of thyself If love be not thine, excused thou art.
