Abdol Baghi Tabib Esfahani was one of the poets of Iran’s revival style and a member of Hakim Salman’s family.
Below is an excerpt from The most beautiful poems of Tabib Esfahani In the form of a Masnavi, we have presented a piece and a quatrain that you can use for Instagram posts, captions and stories.
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You didn’t know my love until I revealed it
You didn’t know how to be aggressive with me
In my love, I am the fame of the city
You knew and I wish you didn’t know
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If I find a corner outside of both worlds
I am going to isolate myself from the people of the world
The eyes without tears are not like the eyes of light glasses
I wanted to find a better eye
Again, Ish scattered from one another like flower leaves
I went to this flower bed like a bud
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He is praying for the dawn of the works
My hand and Sahar’s skirt
Every night in the hope of your promise
My eyes are the carpet of passers-by
No information was found
We are looking for news from the uninformed
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
I fell into the trap of those with good waists
Although a bitter doctor
Drop your letter, sugars
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We and cattle rustlers and screams and nothing else
The cry of the fisherman’s cruelty and nothing else
The hunter, the captives of the cage
I wish he would give me permission to scream and nothing else
In the privacy of the heart, there is no curtain except you
At ease in this curtain, Prizad and nothing else
Because of Majnoon, the story is different from Lily’s grief
Farhad’s thought was sweet and nothing else
Sadness remained and the heart was moved by the manifestation of your goodness
This flood took away the house of the foundation and nothing else
Oh, there is no news of your bloody liver
How long will you remember Bualhusan and nothing else?
Zan Gehe is the doctor of Afarzo Neshat Association
We are unhappy because of this and nothing else
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Sometimes we cry because of divorce and sometimes we cry because of love
The result of the candle of my existence is nothing but tears and sighs
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It’s enough that Saghar, his drunken eyes, felt the blood of his heart
The color of blood in his eyelashes was like a killer’s dagger
Happiness is not in my horoscope, it seems
In my nature, water came from an eye in the mud
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My love burned and there is no trace of him
There is no evil in this hidden fire
You touched my heart, my warm chest is open
There is no trace of your arrow in your heart
The candle ended and the butterfly flew away
What should I do? I can’t find dawn in my night
It is bad luck that we are captive to the palace in him
There is no breach and there is no door to be found
All lovers are blood-thirsty, and so are I
There is no bloody lover among all of them
Have mercy in this Bedouin cloud of Atta
There is no one more thirsty for your clarity than me
I threw a boat and I hope to be healthy
In an environment where there is no sign of the beach
You shine like the sun in the world and in the country of goodness
Pretend that there is no one else like you
He has been engaged in circumambulation of the shrine, the fire of his soul
There are no wings or feathers found in the shrine’s chickens
It’s enough to pour into the tank of thought, but
Because your thoughts are not cherished
Anyone who planted a sapling and cut it gave a doctor
He is our slain who cannot be found
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I have seen that if he is thirsty, he is not far away
His upbringing is not like a gem except in salt water
The mystics are in the sea for a moment like a bubble
The house of the heart is not filled with love
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What a disloyal question from us
I have a broken heart from grief in your blood
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See that Yaar makes us happy
He remembers me with a non-companion
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He hurt me and missed me, pity
I have another wound on my chest, it’s a pity
Our ship, which was Omari, a whaler
The wave fell and the danger passed, pity
I said, I will pick some fruit from your garden until the door opens
The gardener has wasted time on me. It’s a pity
Find a solution to your work from Ah Sahar
It’s a pity that my solution has passed since dawn
Due to the invasion of thorns in Golshan Z, the place was cramped
Andalib missed the goal with tearful eyes, it’s a pity
After a lifetime of asking the tired doctor
Although Yar came to the head, it passed before that, it’s a pity
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Do not let his sadness sit in the heart’s hiding place
As long as Lily doesn’t get hurt
Looking for a reason to cry so much
So that I don’t sit in the mud because of my crying
A thorn in the foot is easy on the logo
What a thorn in the heart
I followed him slowly
Don’t get dust on your lap
Marjan my heart that this wild chicken
There is no problem with the roof that has risen
It’s not surprising that he laughs if you get flowers
that does not sit in this grass
I pray for the love that is there
A beggar should not sit in front of a king
Tabib of Talab in Do Giti Miasa
Someone like to sit between two houses?
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I fell far away from you
I did not see my heart happy at once
I long for you like I am in Golestan Nightingale
I need you like a drunken morning
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