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read this softly, feel the chills
THE AWAKENING
In the early dawn of happiness
you gave me three kisses
so that I would wake up
to this moment of love
I tried to remember in my heart
what I?d dreamt about
during the night
before I became aware
of this moving
of life
I found my dreams
but the moon took me away
It lifted me up to the firmament
and suspended me there
I saw how my heart had fallen
on your path
singing a song
Between my love and my heart
things were happening which
slowly slowly
made me recall everything
You amuse me with your touch
although I can?t see your hands.
You have kissed me with tenderness
although I haven?t seen your lips
You are hidden from me.
But it is you who keeps me alive
Perhaps the time will come
when you will tire of kisses
I shall be happy
even for insults from you
I only ask that you
keep some attention on me.
In the early dawn of happiness
you gave me three kisses
so that I would wake up
to this moment of love
I tried to remember in my heart
what I?d dreamt about
during the night
before I became aware
of this moving
of life
I found my dreams
but the moon took me away
It lifted me up to the firmament
and suspended me there
I saw how my heart had fallen
on your path
singing a song
Between my love and my heart
things were happening which
slowly slowly
made me recall everything
You amuse me with your touch
although I can?t see your hands.
You have kissed me with tenderness
although I haven?t seen your lips
You are hidden from me.
But it is you who keeps me alive
Perhaps the time will come
when you will tire of kisses
I shall be happy
even for insults from you
I only ask that you
keep some attention on me.
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It's one of my favorite poems ever.
"You are hidden from me.
But it is you who keeps me alive"
*sigh*
peace out!
tanha naghozarad-at miyan-e soda
dar khaneh-e tasvir-e to ya'ni del-e tou,
bar royanad dho sad harif-e ziba.
"I shall be happy
even for insults from you
I only ask that you
keep some attention on me."
reminds me of Ghalib but i cant remember that shayr(s) for the life of it...