Excerpt from the most beautiful poems of the half -Sha’ban congratulations from Ali Akbar Latifian And Gholamreza consistent We have presented that you can read below.
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O our last green resort to our prayer
Can’t reach our voice?
Saturday again Saturday again three dots
Without you how soon do our weeks
In this part to see what we are killing
Let your eyes be in place of our place
Promised Ki Family
Who will be answered, sir, come “?
When can you come and come back from the clouds
Fresh sunshine for us
Sir if you don’t
Lost
Ali Akbar Latifian
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Medina, Mecca, Najaf, Kazim, Karbalai
Dear Egypt province! But in the evening! Where are you?
Safa and Marwah and Stone and Hutma and Ka’bah and Zamzam
All, sewed to the way to come
Ghi to Samarra sometimes beside the mosque of Kufa
Ghi for pilgrimage to Rezai grave
Come on the flag of God’s blood
Come on to criticize the blood
God to see the shrine with your two eyes
Which between the stone and the stone
Comes to Anna al -Mahdi.
Give up all this call and heartfelt
Badr Corps and Your Corps were also numbers
You are the Messenger of God in the place of dignity
I have a flock of my eyes, not from you, the flower of Narges
That with the semen everywhere and don’t see where you
Pimber is in the city of Medina.
That tears and revenge on Fatima
The Shiite prayer is the “Maysam” that
Dear Fatima! Mullah! Come on you owner
Gholamreza consistent
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Autumn was the spring season they gave me
Went through all the day they gave me
The sun is pm but i don’t see
Curse to these blur eyes that gave me
Jacob Blind Yusfam
This incontinence that gave me
It wasn’t enough to go on time to go
This is how they were waiting for me
The end of “I” did not attach “him”
What happened to me last. The promise they gave me
O roads! O Fridays! O people of the world
Ku Ko that the tacketing they gave me
I wish to see her _ maybe
Sometimes come up to give me a messenger
Now it’s winter and i’m sleeping in the ring
My sun! This dark house gave me
Ali Akbar Latifian
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Human benchmarks came
Hojjat II came
Promised Mehdi!
The god of God!
Happy Eid
The world of smell of God
A breath
Messiah!
Before Adam!
Happy Eid
On the lips of the Lord
On the lips of Zahra’s smiles
Yusuf Zahra!
Hope your hearts!
Happy Eid
Wish you a martyr
I am a god of blood
Hope Ahmad!
The spirit of Muhammad!
Happy Eid
Baba’s beloved
Read the Koran for Daddy
Imam Qur’an!
Come on
Happy Eid
Haidar and Ahmed to you
Al -Muhammad
You are Johnny
World Jan
Happy Eid
Wait
Hussein has become impatient
Your eyes
It was on your way
Happy Eid
Gholamreza consistent
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Except for the mercy of your eyes, what the world wants
Thirsty to non -water, what it wants from the sea
Now that you have become Mosaim.
Apart from salvation, what does this people want from Moses
Maybe asking what my damp is
What does the dead heart typically want from the tail of Jesus?
Message and then the message means to be our memory
Majnoon what does this message want from Leila
Shirts send. Maybe I stayed alive.
Except for the heart, what he wants Jacob the blind
To fill our bags your Ehsan is enough
What he wants from the gentleman except for the good
Is not important to do what we want
We have to see what he wants from us
Pahlavi revenge behind the door of the house
Except for your appearance unless the mother wants
Ali Akbar Latifian
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Walking into my eyes or giving up
Welcome! Welcome! Or Abesalih
You have a candle of the month of Zohra
You and the talents and the light and the tale
You are universal and Yaver Mai
You are a coward or a lukewar
Walking into my eyes or giving up
Welcome! Welcome! Or Abesalih
You’re John John John John
Daddy because the flower of the Qur’an
Kiss
Mohammadi or Abbas Saleh
Walking into my eyes or giving up
Welcome! Welcome! Or Abesalih
Cobra Salavat
Paradise Kuwaiti
The hand of God, the hand of God’s hand and arm
Or sideline
Walking into my eyes or giving up
Welcome! Welcome! Or Abesalih
Wali Allah or Waliullah
Umayyah Waliullah.
To the Fatima Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Why did you become hidden
Walking into my eyes or giving up
Welcome! Welcome! Or Abesalih
Hi we hi we are up to your uprising
Away we have greeted us
The truth of God’s revelation in your message
Omid Al Ahmadi or Abbasalih
Walking into my eyes or giving up
Welcome! Welcome! Or Abesalih
The place of your empty and the world sinking light
You are absent from your presence
Our pure worship of your enthusiasm and passion
Improvement or supreme
Walking into my eyes or giving up
Welcome! Welcome! Or Abesalih
Gholamreza consistent
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Zelfa. If it weren’t, the breeze was not dawn
Were misleading. Looking If it wasn’t
Your seal came to our desire
Verne Paul Sarat was not such a safe
Your unique number on this land
Was no more than fourteen to God
The shirt did not have a breeze passionate
Until the eyes of Jacob were not more
Without you what do you say in this land of land
Was hundreds of trees, but it was not fruit
O last spring, why are you late?
Why are you too late for a man?
These celebrations are for you
These tears are discounting for you
Went, I cry for you.
Our eyes turn into a mirror
Gives the smell of falling autumn
The year that you will be delivered.
Our faith, which is mostly incomplete from the root
With your sermons that are completed
Sheet the calendar and pick up
These Fridays will be closed for you
O last spring, why are you late?
Why are you too late for a man?
The last resort to the roofs of the roofs
O your name continues the name of the Imams
I wanted to read you but not
Stuttered
We’re the first to make a tie’s claim
Eye waiting in the morning. Hello
Sir! How to not resume
When the beggar is in your eyes. Authorities
Prayer to your Paradise God
Bring a fragrance to
O last spring, why are you late?
Why are you too late for a man?
Sir come that our fruit is gonna get
Gabriel’s Man becomes without wings
In the sky and in the night of God’s poetry still
Your eye rhymes follow
I mean you came and all are warm to see
When it is controversial by the window
The day of emergence arrives
The day of the wing of all wings becomes wing
More than all wings or feathers or kims
Fatima’s bruise hand is happy
O last spring, why are you late?
Why are you too late for a man?
Ali Akbar Latifian
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The heart of the garden and the spring of the flower
John
The smile of flowers and the breath of the night
Narcissus
One hundred hearts to paradise John
Row
Fatima Zahra’s heart tonight
Narcissus flower grave
Gabriel Trusted of Happiness
Neat
Narges Kissing Flower
On the garden of the Narges flower
With a heavenly chicken
In the city and the land of flowers of Narges
Narges to pray to your prayer
To smell your flower.
Mehdi Meh Mehne Yassin
Mehdi Najm Sahar Yassin
Pure
Yasin’s most soul
Mehdi means Samar Kowsar
Mehdi means Yasin’s son
The sword of God and the Prophet
Codes
The mood of the prophet
Yield
Syonate
A part of the Yasin’s liver
His sentence
Its name
The Qur’an
Being to his dignity.
Narges flower in the grass
Good
Quran and Muhammad and Atrat
Reassured in the body.
From Joseph Lost Zahra
You smell the smell tonight
Foam
Ida Hydera
Ghost
Brought on my poetry office
Symmetrical
Simple Summary
You made the Canaan a passionate
Brought Yusuf in the homeland
Write to his full arm
Ghost
Narges Flower Jasmine
Or on the head, the moon
In the Eid Imam of the Shiite time
Eid al -Zahra has another
In Samarra Fatima Zahra
Meet Jamal Boy
Mehdi is in the womb of Mother
The voice of the prayer of the magic
Mehdi is the day of his emergence
Ali’s sword to the waist
Mehdi is the rosy
Of Hussein’s blood
Mehdi is with all loneliness
Is aware of the Shiite homeland
Shia Shiite has a school
Wallah has the owner
Mam and your prayer every Friday
Eager
It is as if we are everywhere
Complicated your call every Friday
Let the gem of your tears
Red to your feet every Friday
The pain of sadness and homes
We said for you every Friday
We read the prayer
Under your dwelle every Friday
One hundred sugar that passes over us
With your mood every Friday
Burn
Ua
May I look into your eyes.
The soil of the foot of your corps
The roof of Mullah’s dignity
On the shoulder of the property of Mullah
Again that our hearts alive
A moment of grace
Happy I was thanks to God
A lifetime
Lasting
I have seen from the worm Mulla
Up to a few sounds
How long will I give
Where are you going on tonight.
Downtown
Lasting what to do to me.
Not forgive
You on me and me.
I am far from you.
Your name
Mention you are healing
Your connection was all over the mercy
Hijr
I told me to see my dads.
Remember your prayer
Eid that passed us without you
Worse
This laughter that nose on our lips
Yogurt
Your hostil
Where is the Banafsi An end
Tears that we have seen
The blood of the martyrs
Maim Cho fish away from water
O our owner, find us
I don’t want your passionless
I don’t want light on you.
I have a stamp.
From the palm of the way I don’t want
From the week and year and fog of my life
I don’t want to be except the day of emergence.
An eye that has not seen you
I have seen the blind.
I do not close my heart to heaven.
I do not want to have a miscarriage.
From Yusuf Fatima Zahra
I don’t want to be except grace.
Lifah
I don’t want you to serve.
Sad and caught up.
I am left alone to your joiner.
Glamorous
I stayed and saw the sea
We without you all the crowds
Honesty
A
Unhealthy
There is no except on you. In this world
Spectacularly facial face
No laughter you never.
In the garden of flourishing
Turned on
Bullshit
Was short
In your description with all
I have the eulogy in your tongue.
My heart’s heart
Gholamreza consistent
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