A collection of the purest Beautiful poems about the shortness of life And short life for Instagram captions, profiles and stories
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Don’t tell his bitter story
Life is a short time
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It was spring and we were both young and sleepy
How neglected we were, O flower of youth
Shahriar
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Because the end of the world is nothingness
Be happy as if you are not there
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From the rotation of the sky, the short night of life
Zan San realized that no one had a dream
Saeb Tabrizi
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O friend, come so that we do not suffer tomorrow
Vienna is a treasure of a lifetime
Tomorrow we will pass this mortal delay
Let’s go head to head with seven thousand old people
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A poem about the shortness of life
I saw an old man in the morning
Bending to the ground from weakness
I said: What have you lost on the way?
Say: youth, youth, youth
Malek Shaara Bahar
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Khayyam, if you are drunk, be happy
Be happy if you sit with Maherkhi
Because the end of the world is nothingness
Be happy as if you are not there
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The evil of paper and our hopes and negligence
that the life of two breaths does not jump and laugh
Beware of the speech of the one who does not think about the meaning
He laughs at every hadith
Bidel Dehlavi
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With the snow sitting on my hair
I will come to you
And my words
I lay it at your feet
You are sad like me
Because the day is short
The year is short
life is short
It is too short
so short
That cannot be done with certainty
He said yes
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I will take you
to the head of the raging river of life
The water of this river does not return to its source
It is better not to neglect the beginning
Roaring river
Hamid Mossadegh
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life is short
No, it’s worth it
And there is no joy in staying
This is the best way for you
to laugh and laugh and laugh
to his sorrow
at least
Much to his sorrow
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You neither yesterday nor tomorrow
Today’s dish is full of you
Maybe this laugh that you missed today
It is the last chance to be with Omid
Life is a strange memory in the soil
It stays in place
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A poem about the shortness of life
I will take you
to the head of the raging river of life
The water of this river does not return to its source
It is better not to neglect the beginning
Roaring river
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Jahan Khwan and Khaleek Mehman B
The flower today and tomorrow is Khazan B
A black hole called a grave
Stay away because you are ladies
If the falcon is the eighth wheel
Don’t cry, death is minimal
If you stay in the world for a hundred years
Finally, the status of the background
Baba Tahir
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What a beautiful garden, the garden of life
If you were safe from the autumn wind
What a waste of time the palace has become
Gresh was the eternal foundation
This Delaware palace came from that cold
When you warmed up, he told you to get up
What is this late, loose soil foundation?
He gave it to the wind, it should blow soon
Z Farda and Z D don’t show anyone
It is not known that it went through Vienna
One today is our critical days
He is not trusted until dinner
Let’s have a happy mouth
We live and the world is alive
Sleep should be called night
It should be very quiet under the soil
military
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You neither yesterday nor tomorrow
Today’s dish is full of you
Maybe this laugh that you missed today
It is the last chance to be with Omid
Life is a strange memory in the soil
It stays in place
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May death pass over your world as well
May your time also be prosperous
Van Bom is suffering from the beginning until it is destroyed
May it also pass on the state of your nest
The sudden fall of Nakbat
May it also pass over your garden
Ajal water, which is a special and general throat-sucker
Let it pass over your throat and mouth as well
The one who had a horse, his dust settled
May your hooves also pass
The wind that blew out many candles in the past
May it also pass on your lamp
A lot of caravans passed by
Your convoy must also pass
It was more than two days from those other people
After two days it will pass you too
He was in the government garden for some time
May this flower pass through your Golestan too
He is standing in this house of wealth and power
May this bad water pass by you too
Saif Ferghani
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Poems life is short
Dang…, Dang…
The time clock in the night of life
It rings one after another
The poison of thinking that this is a passing moment
It can be engraved on the wall of my existence
My moment is filled with pleasure
Or it is infected with sad rust
Like, because this time must pass,
So if we cry
My crying is fruitless
And if I laugh
My laughter is in vain
dang… dang…
Moments pass
What has passed will not come back
There is a story that will never happen again
Could not start
It’s like an unanswered question
Time has passed on the cold lips
I get up quickly
Up to the wall at the moment where everything
Color is fun, my friend
What remains from this effort instead of:
The laughter of the moment is hidden from my eyes
And what remains on his body:
my fingerprints
Dang…
An opportunity was missed
The story is over
Moment by moment must pass
until he lives in the thought of permanence,
This time that has poured poison into my veins,
Away from my thoughts, the current thread
Far and wide
I am connected with the thought of decline
A curtain passes
A curtain comes up:
One role follows another
Color slides over color
The time clock in the night of life
It rings repeatedly:
Dang… Dang… Dang…
Sohrab Sepehri
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