An anthology of the most beautiful Poems of Sheikh Safiuddin Ardabili We have presented in Farsi and Turkish languages that you can use for Instagram posts, captions and stories.
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Oyani is my servant, I am Oyani
I will drive you to Braviani
Oyani love in my heart
We are still alive, what a love
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We killed ourselves in the game of chess
We are faithful, we are unfaithful in heaven
The power of our chains is in the hands of the master
We wrote another fire flint
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In parallel, we are far from what remains
We are behind Chu Ovian Khawasan
The tenth dervish with a throne and a chair
Sultan Sheikh Zahid Chu Kan Kuim
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No smell, no appearance, no delay, no stature
There is no way – Iirish Duror Bo
There is no way – Iirish Duror Bo
No Gozal method Duror Bo
Bo ne Nazli Surme Deir Hai
Bo no qanli ghamze late wai
Bo, no fart, no Kiperik
No Qiya Bakhish Duror Bo
Aghizini Oupmak Olmaz
Dodaghini Ummak Olmaz
Ureh Gami Qan Elersen
No, no, no, no, don’t smell it
Maneh Ger Yanasha first fool
Somogom Quyoub Ulver Cole
Who is your friend?
Qorumush Qamish Duror Bo
The smell is neither good nor bad
The smell is neither passion nor resurrection
No smell, no love, no delay, no hardship
It’s not dangerous, don’t smell it
Let’s be early Tokler
Qapisinda Oldum Abtar
He is a lovely Nazli
Who are we going to go to?
Safi Nin Suzon Inanma
Sen Onon Odunda Yanma
Uzuno Oviag Sanma
Who is Yaman Yatish Duror Bo?
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I have a fever in ten years
I will grate my feet like dirt
Jirim’s death is among those suffering from Bur
Badian’s path was accompanied by shame
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I’m going to keep it clean and tidy
I am helpless because of my deep pain
No one has been brought to existence
You are not my friends
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Give me life from the wild beast
Give me a speech to wake up the canvas
Listen to me, Ar Jesh Nova Bom
Whatever the smell of the news
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Delar Kohi Saravande Ne Bor
A love that is closed and not boring
Helm Bagh Sharia Mande Ziran
Rohar Bazar is not a Burr
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Oyani is my slave, I am Oyani
I will drive you to Bar Uyani
Oyani love in my heart
We are still alive, what is my love?
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Why don’t you blow my nose?
Oh, I’m helpless, don’t touch me
Vandori Doisi Komen Berry Love
Why don’t you cut my border?
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Bashtu on Amrim Hajat Rua Bur
My heart is alive in the name of Mustafa Bor
Ahra dwarbo bur dam burpa sir
Both my hands are in Morteza Bor’s skirt
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I will try to speak from the heart
I don’t have two scribes permanently on my shoulders
I swear by the hearts of men
Other than you, I will not go to Jesh’s place
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