A selection of the most beautiful Poems and Short texts about the Phoenix We have presented famous Iranian poets such as Attar, Mohammad Ali Bahmani, Shafii Kodkani, etc., which you can use for Instagram posts, captions, and stories.
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I am the phoenix who sews sadness to the night
I have been burned in the unwanted fire
Guiltless for the crime of the secret of his comfort
I am burned out from the tongue
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Where are you, kind friend?
Leave us like a brother
Love me, love your heart
The fire phoenix of the sky, my friend
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Where that phoenix sets fire to itself
So where can the phoenix spread its wings in another fire?
Happy another death
Wishing for another birth
Shafii Kodkani
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Because a phoenix burns
I am full of emotions
And it turns to ashes
My whole existence is with the spark of love
And I am lightweight
I will sprout again
Not once but thousands of times
Until you come in the morning
footman
to depict
In the flames of love
The romantic dance
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Be a fire for the phoenix of our soul
this ash
Another phoenix is coming
Shima Jobik
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If I am a part of the world
I am the phoenix waiting for tomorrow
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You burned so that our house does not burn, sadness
The tears of lantern lovers are on your grave
You lived in flames and filled with flames
Life with death is the description of the phoenix’s zeal
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My phoenix will rise from its ashes
I got burned, but this is God’s care
If I wake up
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Meaning is in our hands
We need to give meaning to happiness, success, satisfaction and love
It is only up to us
We must be a phoenix somewhere
Risen from the cold gray
And open wings towards tomorrow
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I am looking for others, but know this, my friend
You will not find even a sign of a friend in me
I searched in you, you are calling me to yourself
To hear my answer, the echo of the sun, my friend
The phoenix of my poem was born in your fire
Don’t be cold with such a fire, my friend
You said to read, I read, but you didn’t listen
Now that you want Lalam, read it yourself, my friend
I am convinced that I do not want that eternal fortune
If you can stay with me for a breath, my friend
Or else, shrug it off with any excuse
These brushes are expensive for me, my friend
I will also like unkindness from you
You try in vain to remain kind, my friend
A person who wants to say yes to me
I like the words of the heart in a friendly language
Mohammad Ali Bahmani
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There is a chicken sided phoenix from Delstan
The position of this chicken in India
The hard beak is long
Like a straw, there are many holes in him
There are about a hundred holes in his beak
He is not his partner, being a vault is his job
There is another vocal hole in every hole
Under each of his songs there is another secret
Because of the pit of Benald zar zar zar
Chicken and fish are restless from him
The words of the birds become raw
They fainted at the joy of his call
He was a philosopher
The science of music came from his singing
He was almost a thousand years old
Know the time of your death
Because it takes time to die from your heart
More than one hundred bundles of firewood
In the middle of the firewood, he is restless
Let out a hundred lamentations
So for a hole of pure life
Another lament for a painful day
Because of a hole like a mourner
Another kind of slow lament
In the midst of mourning for the sorrow of death
Whenever it happens, it shakes like a leaf
All birds are from him
He roars all the beasts
They come to him as an observer
Take heart from the one-time world
From the sadness of that day, from the blood of the liver
Many animals die before him
Be amazed by his lamentation
Some die of exhaustion
It was such a wonderful day
Blood dripped from his dying moan
Again, when he reaches his age, with one breath
Disturbed wings and feathers from front and back
A fire leaps out of his wings
After that, the fire will turn on him
A fire soon broke out in the firewood
So let the firewood burn well
Chicken and firewood both become like coals
After the embers, they will become ashes
Because not a single particle of embers appeared
A phoenix will rise from the ashes
The fire will turn the firewood into ashes
Let the baby phoenix head out
No one in the world fell into this
Who will steal or steal after death
Even if the phoenix gives you a long life
Even if you die, they will give you enough cards
The confused phoenix in the year of a thousand
A hundred people wailing on themselves
He was moaning and in pain for years
He was childless, unpaired, an individual
It was not connected in all horizons
He did not have a partner or children
At the end of the day, he died
He came and threw his ashes to the wind
To know that you are from the grip of death
No one will take a few lives from Hayal
No one is immortal in all horizons
It is not surprising that someone leaves
Although death is cruel and cruel
It is necessary to soften the necks
Although it made us a lot of work
Harder than that, it fell
Attar Nishaburi
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This broken heart is charming
Omar has a confused memory
I am the heir of other people’s pain, yes
Phoenix is always on fire
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