Youth Good

(ode) (Parvin Etesami) (Divan)
A young said a day to an old
How can you live with your oldness
In this speech is an involved say
Which you'll know it at oldness
It's better for you to talk about your ability
Why do you ask about period of illness
Protect youth because this beautiful bird
Doesn't stay in this bony house
The good that I lost for free
If you can don't lose for free
if I had pride at the first
The others had more pride
The world thief took my treasure because
I felt asleep at the time of protection

It’s everyday my thought and every night my speech

(ode) (Rumi) (Masnavi Manavi)

It’s everyday my thought and every night my speech

That why am I inattentive to my heart?

From where did I come? What’s my coming reason?

To where do I go at the end? Don’t you show my home?

I don’t know why did he make me?

Or what’s his reason to make me?

The good day is that I fly to god.

In thought of him I move my wings.

Who’s that ear who hears my singing?

I didn’t come hear to return myself.

Who brought me here he returns me to home.

I’m bird of sky garden and half made of soil.

And they made a prison from my body for few days.

The Water

(modern poetry) (Sohrab Sepehri) (the Green Space)

Don’t silt water

Maybe a pigeon drinks water

Or maybe a bird is washing its wings

Or in the village a cruse is filling (to drink)

Don’t silt water

Maybe this smooth water is going under a poplar to clear a heart’s sadness

Maybe a poor is entering a dry bread in water (to eat)

A beautiful woman came near water

Don’t silt water. The beautiful face have been two times more

Such tasty water

Such a soft river

Good people has candor

Their springs be full. Their cows have milk

L haven’t seen their village

Certainly god’s track is on their hedges

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Certainly in their village walls are short

A flower opens, every one know

Such a village

The alleys are full of music sound

They understand water

They didn’t silt it

We should not silt it too

Of One Essence is the Human Race

(ode) (Saadi) (Bustan)
Of One Essence is the Human Race,
Thusly has Creation put the Base.
One Limb impacted is sufficient,
For all Others to fell the Mace.
The Unconcern'd with Others' Plight,
Are but Brutes with Human Face.

Beautiful character

(ode) (Saadi) (Bustan)
time passed and passes
a wise man don't be subordinate to mortal world
who can do good things please do something
before you can't
if good name remains from someone
it's better than a beautiful house remain from him
beautiful face hasn't a price
try to have a beautiful character
scare from oppresed's sorrow
and from pious's prayer
be bad with bad people and good with good people
be flower with flower and teazle with teazle