I am bitter tonight from you in
the corner of this cage, my dear
Razeghi,
where are you, so my dear, when you left, the flower was news of the flower, it
burned and ignited for
a moment, my dear,
you went to the depressed garden
, the kiss withered, the mirror rang, the
butterfly died, my son was
lost from the onslaught of crying, the
song of our love was
dressed in the garment of fire, the
flight of our love,
you who left my night, the
song and song were lost, a
color of The rainbow and
the fairy of the butterfly were lost
without you until I was without you until the night
A comic sonnet Lost a lost
ghazal The empty moment The tired moment
No song, no song, no song, when
you left, the flower was announced, it
burned and ignited for
a moment, my dear one,
when you went to the garden, the depressed kiss, the
kiss withered, the mirror knocked, the
butterfly died, I
am the bitter one tonight from you, the
corner of this cage, my dear
Razeghi,
Where are you, then, my dear,
where should I go from you to what direction, where is the refuge from you,
every side of the abyss of terror, every side of the abyss,
depravity, without
you, until I am without you, until the night,
a comic ghazal, a lost ghazal, the
empty moment, the moment is tired,
not a song, not a song, not a song, not a song, when
you left, the flower was announced,
it burned and flared,
my dear moment, my dear one,
when you went to the garden, the
kiss withered, the mirror knocked, the
butterfly died, my dear,
