IF ONLY IT ALLOWS…

Qum is not so bad for pupils, But only if the soft Sangak (Bread) and Kabab allows.

THE NIGHTINGALE’S MESSAGE

The spring breeze kissed coyly the grass' lips, The jonquil whispered to the corn-copy hundred mysteries.

THE CURATIVE WINE

Oh cup-bearer! Open the door of the tavern to me, From lecture and discussion from hypocricy and asceticism make me needless

THE SAGE’S CARESS

Imam Khomeini’s poetry recited and discussed on sidelines of Quranic exhibition

A gathering of intellectuals, poets, artists, university and seminary professors have been held to discuss various perspectives of Imam Khomeini’s poetry.

FOR AHMAD

GLAD TIDINGS

I took a cup from a drunk's hand, Oh God! What an intoxtication, and what a hand!

THE NIGHTINGALE’S WAIL

The meadow smells of spring, From the cloud a fountain head contained of the eyes.