ALĪ

I am free from the two worlds in the light of ‘Alī’s face, I feel young by the friend’s jar and his twisted hair.

Imam Khomeini’s works contains mystical treasure

PAWN FOR THE WINE

Spring has arrived let’s pawn our prayer-rug for the wine, Opposed to willing of hypocrisy Sheikh we try such deed.

THE COAST OF BEING

I am in love with your face, leave the heart of mine, I swear by God that only your face and nothing else solves my problem

THE NIGHTINGALE’S WAIL

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

INJUSTICE

To whom we make our plea for Reza shah’s injustice, To whom we express our complain about this devil.

ENTANGLED KA‘BAH

You are the thorn on my way oh sheikh go, Oh the conivet, rogue, don’t block my way, go

THE CUP OF ANNIHILATION

As far as there is in the world the trace of you, As far as there is in the heaven the sound of your voice