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Is the morning and the sonnets of Tawam, the lovely love
Shurida Meet Tawam, Drunk and Hanging
On one night of March of Spring, I will give you
O love where are you, where are you, to my lips
Samad Qasemlou
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All the eyes on the way to the spring
Unaware of the heart of March
Again, she did not reach her mistress.
So loved so much that no one has a housing from the beginning
All say the smell of spring comes
March’s heart is happy as it gives the smell of spring
Smells his mistress
And that hearts relaxed in the spring itself.
With the Syria’s Wednesday to be scratched
Until his voice gets to spring
But spring
Drowning in himself
Poor March
Again must wait another year and this waiting will continue
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Welcome March
Smoked the moon to spring!
March
March you represent the spring
Winter is not dead with you cold season
The feeling of freshness in you is hidden!
March
Smell of spring
Even from the moment of ancestry
Welcome to the happy and sacrificial month
Welcome March
Warm March
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When
January and February
Ends
And March
To half
Begins
Sleep every year
That the nests under the snow
Waiting for the return of the chalseles
Venus Abbasi
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I was easy
Like the last snowfall
In your arms
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March to fall in love
Delivery the year with a kiss.
Even if the New Year is midnight
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What is the meaning of giving a heart to a smile?
I regret say what is the oath of that oath?
Sometimes it is better if you do not come from a friend’s friend
What are the stories that people tell you?
Judge yourself if your pain is your love
What is this frustrated heart?
A few days of spring flowers left
What is the value of the flowers in this one?
I did not ask you anymore.
What is a lover’s solution if the lover is in love with him?
Love, hatred, enthusiasm, hate, eagerness or escape
What is the result of the warm embrace of the fire and March?
Theoretical Fazel
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Childish poem about March
Winter I don’t know the cold.
Wear warm clothes don’t say I didn’t know
Dee to come on snow on the roof
The last two months of the year February and March
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As a March
That is the mistress of the winter
But
Everybody wants his hand
Put in the hands of the spring
Angel Rezai
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You are the same as Esfandi
And promise to spring
Although you are wounded to the heart
From the sadness of the migration
In the laughter
In the language of Forough’s poetry
Honestly in the heart
Let me say
I feel like I chew
Beyond your heart
My way to me
In your heart enthusiasm
You are the same as Esfandi
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What is more beautiful than the tree in March?
Wake -up after the shocks of death
What is more beautiful than the tree in March?
Under the thunderstorm and throat
What is more beautiful than the tree in March?
Naked
Mohammad Reza Shafi’i Codecny
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