New Video Posted: Ghazaliat of Hafez Ghazal 075

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Description: Ghazal 075 from Divan of Hafez

The dream of your captivating narcissus is not without something,
The allure of your disheveled locks is not without something.

I said the liquid flowing from your lips was honey,
This sugar-coated salt of yours is not without something.

May your life be long, for I know for certain,
In the bow of your eyelashes' arrows, there is no deficiency.

Afflicted by the grief of sorrow and the pain of separation,
O heart, this wailing and lament of yours is not without something.

Yesterday, the wind passed through her neighborhood to the garden,
O flower, this tear in your collar is not without something.

Though the pain of love hides the heart from people,
Hafez, this weeping eye of yours is not without something.

New Video Posted: Ghazaliyat of Hafez Ghazal 006

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Description: Ghazal 006 from Divan of Hafez

Who will carry this prayer to the sultan's servants?
That in gratitude for his kingship, he might not ignore the beggar.

I seek refuge in God from my evil-hearted rival.
Perhaps that piercing comet will send help from God!

If your dark eyelashes hint at our blood,
Beware of their deceit, my love, and do not err.

You burn the hearts of a world with your snow-white cheeks.
What good does it do you to show no mercy?

All night I hope that the morning breeze,
Will bring tidings of my beloved to my beloved.

What a doomsday it is, my dear, that you have created for lovers!
My heart and soul are sacrificed to your face, reveal your face to us.

By God, give a sip to the early-rising Hafez,
So that his morning prayer may have an effect on you.

New Video Posted: Ghazaliyat of Hafez Ghazal 005

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Description: Ghazal 005 from Divan of Hafez

My heart is slipping from my grasp, O pious ones, for God's sake!
Alas, what secret can remain hidden forever?

We are shipwrecked sailors, O stormy wind, arise!
Perhaps I shall see the face of a familiar friend.

The ten-day love of fortune is but a tale and a spell,
Count yourself lucky for the kindness of friends, O beloved.

Last night the nightingale sang sweetly in the circle of flowers and beauty,
“Bring the wine, bring the wine,” it called to the drunkards.

O generous one, as thanks for your well-being,
Grant a visit to this poor dervish.

The comfort of both worlds is summed up in these two words:
Kindness to friends, tolerance to enemies.

They have not allowed us passage on the road to a good reputation,
If you disapprove, change the decree.

That bitter wine, which the Sufi called “the mother of all vices,”
Is more delicious to us than the kiss of a virgin.

In times of poverty, seek pleasure and intoxication,
For this is the alchemy that can turn a beggar into a Croesus.

Do not be rebellious, for like a candle, you will burn from your zeal,
The beloved, in whose hand is wax, can turn stone hard.

Look at the mirror of Alexander, the cup of wine,
So that it may show you the state of the world's ruler.

Persian-speaking beauties are givers of life,
O wine-server, give tidings of joy to the pious revelers.

Hafez has not put on this wine-stained robe of his own accord,
O pure-hearted sheikh, please excuse us.

New Video Posted: The universe is indifferent to humans desire: Quatrain 26 from Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam

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Description: This world is not run according to the wise, so it is not that important what the true nature of life is. Because ultimately we have to abandon many dreams and lie within earth, what is the worrying for? This is the message of quatrain 26 from Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam. Here is the original Persian poem, its translations and a brief analysis.

New Video Posted: Ghazaliyat of Hafez Ghazal 003

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Description: Ghazal three from Divan of Hafez

If that Shirazian Turk were to capture my heart,
I would gladly give Samarkand and Bukhara for her Indian mole.

O wine-server, bring the eternal wine that you won't find in paradise,
Beside the waters of Ruknabad and the garden of Musalla.

Alas, these playful, sweet-natured, city-disturbing rogues,
Have stolen my patience like the Turkmen plunder the battlefield.

My beloved's beauty is quite independent of our incomplete love,
What need has a beautiful face for water, color, mole, or line?

From Yusuf's ever-increasing beauty, I learned,That love can draw
Zuleikha out from behind the veil of chastity.

If you insult me, or even curse me, I will still pray for you,
A bitter reply befits a sweet-lipped ruby.

Listen to advice, my dear, for the fortunate youth,
Cherish the counsel of the wise old man.

Speak of music and wine, and seek less the secret of time,
For no one has solved, nor will solve, this riddle with wisdom.

You've composed a ghazal and scattered pearls, come and sing joyfully,
Hafez,For the heavens will shower the Pleiades upon your verse.

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Description: Ghazal two from Divan of Hafez Shirazi

Where is the path of righteousness and where am I, so lost and astray?See the vast difference between the wrong path and the right way.My heart grew weary of the monastery and the hypocrite's patched robe,Where is the tavern of the mystics and the pure wine, where?What connection is there between piety and the ways of a carefree soul?Where is the sermon and where is the melody of the lute?How can the heart of the enemy understand the face of the beloved?Where is the dead lamp and where is the candle of the sun?Since the kohl for our eyes is the dust of your threshold,Where should we go? Command us, from this lowly place, where?Do not look at the beauty of the beloved's dimples and forget the pitfall ahead,Where are you rushing, O heart, where?It is over!May the memory of that beautiful time of union be blessed,Where is that coquetry now, and where is that reproach?Do not expect peace and sleep from Hafez, my friend,What is peace? Where is patience and neglect it.

New Video Posted: Ghazaliyat of Hafez Ghazal 001

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Description: Ghazal one from Divan of Hafez Shirazi

O wine-server, bring a cup and pass it round,
For love seemed easy at first, but now troubles abound.

The scent of musk that the breeze steals from her curls,
Has caused much bloodshed in hearts.

What peace can I find in my beloved's abode,
When the bell cries out every moment, "Seal up the palanquins!"

If the old Sufi tells you to stain your prayer mat with wine,
Know that the traveler is not unaware of the path and customs of the destination.

In this dark night, with fear of the waves and such a mighty whirlpool,
How can the carefree ones on the shore know our state?

All my actions, due to self-will, ended in disgrace,
Can a secret remain hidden when it becomes the topic of gatherings?

If you desire her presence, do not be absent from her, Hafez,
When have we ever found what we desired? Let go of the world and neglect it.

New Video Posted: Divan e Hafez Episode 16

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Divan e Hafez Episode 16

Description: This post discusses Ghazal 120 from the renowned Divan of Hafez. We will embark on a verse-by-verse exploration of this exquisite poem, examining each couplet in its original Persian form, followed by an English translation. To enrich our understanding, we will also engage in a line-by-line analysis, unraveling the depths of meaning and imagery woven into Hafez's poetic tapestry.

New Video Posted: A ruby tinted paradise: deciphering Omar Khayyam's quatrain 161

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A ruby tinted paradise: deciphering Omar Khayyam's quatrain 161

Description: Omar Khayyam, the renowned Persian poet and philosopher, has captivated readers for centuries with his profound and often enigmatic quatrains. One such verse, number 161 from the Rubaiyat, invites us into a world of contemplation on life, pleasure, and the pursuit of meaning.

New Video Posted: Divan e Hafez Episode 15, Ghazal 115

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Description: An Exploration of Ghazal 11
5Hafez, the symbol of sweetness of Persian poetry, has woven a blend of profound thoughts and emotions into his ghazals. Ghazal 115 is no exception, offering a rich blend of philosophical musings, romantic imagery, and spiritual aspirations. We examine each verse line, first in Persian, then its English translation and a brief analysis.

New Video Posted: A prison of existence: Omar Khayyam's yearning for liberation, Quatrain 165 from Rubaiyat

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Description: Omar Khayyam, the renowned Persian poet and philosopher, is celebrated for his introspective quatrains that explores the complexities of human existence. His poetry often explores themes of mortality, fate, and the search for meaning. In Quatrain 165 from the Rubaiyat, Khayyam encapsulates a profound sense of disillusionment and a yearning for escape.

New Video Posted: Divan e Hafez Episode 14

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Description: Ghazal 110 by HafezHafez, the renowned Persian poet, often goes into the complexities of love and human experience. In Ghazal 110, he presents a beautiful exploration of age and desire. With characteristic lyrical beauty, Hafez reveals the unexpected turn of events when the passion of youth ignites within him during his twilight years. The old poet is in love and his hidden secret has been revealed.

New Ghazal Posted: At dawn, the nightingale told a tale to the morning breeze, Ghazal 130 by Hafez

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At dawn, the nightingale told a tale to the morning breeze, Ghazal 130 by Hafez

Description: English Translation:

At dawn, the nightingale told a tale to the morning breeze,
Of how the love of the rose's face has done to us.

From that color of her face, blood fell into my heart,
And from that rose garden, I became entangled with a thorn.

I am a slave to the spirit of that beloved,
Who did good deeds without show or hypocrisy.

I will not complain about strangers anymore,
For whatever they did to me, my familiar did.

If I had hope from the sultan, it was a mistake,
And if I sought loyalty from the beloved, it was cruelty.

Blessed is that morning breeze,
Which healed the pain of night-sitters.

It pulled back the rose’s veil and the hyacinth curl,
And untied the knot of the bud’s robe.

In every direction, the love-sick nightingale is wailing,
And the morning breeze finds pleasure in the midst of it.

Give tidings to the tavern-keepers,
That Hafez has repented of hypocritical asceticism.

Loyalty from the city's noblemen has brought me
The pinnacle of wealth and pious devotion.

New Ghazal Posted: If wine didn't erase the sorrow of my heart from my memory, Ghazal 129 by Hafez

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If wine didn't erase the sorrow of my heart from my memory, Ghazal 129 by Hafez

Description: English Translation:

If wine didn't erase the sorrow of my heart from my memory,
The shock of misfortune would uproot my foundation.

If reason didn't lower the anchor in drunkenness,
How could the ship sail out of this whirlpool of calamity?

Alas, fate has dealt with everyone in secret,
For there was no one to rescue us from this deceit.

We are passing through darkness, where is the Khidr of this path?
May the fire of deprivation not consume our water.

My weak heart is drawn towards the meadow,
For my life would rather be taken by the disease of the spring breeze.

I am the physician of love, give me wine, for this potion
Will bring relief and take away thoughts of error.

Hafez burned, and no one told his friend,
Unless the breeze carried a message to God.

New Ghazal Posted: There's no beauty in this town to steal my heart away, Ghazal 128 by Hafez

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There's no beauty in this town to steal my heart away, Ghazal 128 by Hafez

Description: English Translation

There's no beauty in this town to steal my heart away,
If fortune favors me, it'll take me far from here today.

Where's a generous soul, so drunk on love's sweet wine,
That I, a lovesick soul, could beg them to be mine?

O gardener, you seem unaware of autumn's chilling breath,
Alas for the day your lovely rose will face its death.

The thief of time is ever watchful, never sleeps,
If it doesn't steal from you today, it'll come when daylight weeps.

Lost in dreams of these fleeting joys, I waste my days,
Hoping someone wise will come and steal this silly play.

All the knowledge I’ve acquired through forty years of life,
I fear that saucy narcissus will steal it in a strife.

Why does a cow's low voice make such a fuss?
Who's the magician that will take the magic from this bus?

The crystal cup of wine is a dam against sorrow's tide,
Don't let go of it, or your grief will sweep you aside.

Though love's path is a trap for Cupid’s arrow,
Whoever knows the way will escape the foe's narrow.

Hafez, if your beloved's coquettish glance demands your life,
Abandon all else and let her steal you from this strife.

New Ghazal Posted: The moon has no radiance compared to your beauty, Ghazal 127 by Hafez

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The moon has no radiance compared to your beauty, Ghazal 127 by Hafez

Description: English Translation:

The moon has no radiance compared to your beauty,
Before you, the flower has no vitality.

The corner of your eyebrow is the home of my soul,
No king has a more pleasant corner.

What can the smoke of my heart do with your face?
You know as a mirror that a sigh has no radiance.

Look at the playfulness of the narcissus that bloomed before you,
With its wide-open eye, it has no regard for etiquette.

I saw that dark, beloved eye of yours,
It has no regard for any familiar face.

Give me a heavy cup, O disciple of the tavern,
The joy of a dervish who has no monastery.

Drink blood and sit silently, for that delicate heart
Cannot bear the cry of a complainant.

Go and stain your sleeve with the blood of your liver,
Whoever has no way in this threshold.

It's not only me who suffers the tyranny of your curls,
Who is there who doesn't have that black mark?

If Hafez prostrates to you, don't blame him,
O idol of love, an infidel of love has no sin.

New Ghazal Posted: A soul without the beauty of its beloved has no desire for the world, Ghazal 126 by Hafez

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A soul without the beauty of its beloved has no desire for the world, Ghazal 126 by Hafez

Description: English Translation:

A soul without the beauty of its beloved has no desire for the world,
Whoever doesn't have that truly doesn't have this.

I've seen no sign of that beloved with anyone,
Either I don't know or they have no sign.

Every dewdrop on this path is a hundred seas of fire,
Alas, this riddle has no explanation.

The destination of separation cannot be let go of,
O traveler, slow down for this path has no end.

The curved lute of your stature calls you to pleasure,
Listen, for the advice of the elders will not harm you.

O heart, learn the way of the rogue from the censor,
He is drunk and no one has this suspicion about him.

Whisper in your heart the state of Qarun's treasure, which time wasted,
So that your hidden gold may not be revealed.

If the rival himself is a candle, hide your secrets from him,
For that playful decapitated one has no restraint on his tongue.

No one in the world has a servant like Hafez,
Because no one in the world has a king like you.

New Lesson Posted: Lesson 4: Verb Tenses in Persian

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Lesson 4: Verb Tenses in Persian

Understanding Verb Tenses In Persian, as in English, verb tenses indicate when an action happens. While the system might differ in structure, the concept remains the same. The Present Tense We’ve already introduced the simple present tense using the prefix mi-. Let's recap: Simple present: Used for habitual actions, general…

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Hakim Abul-Qasem Ferdowsi (Ferdowsi)

Ferdowsi: The Bard of Persia Abul-Qasem Ferdowsi (c. 940-c. 1020) stands as one of the greatest literary figures in Persian history. Hailing from the village of Pazh, near the city of Tus in Khorasan, Iran, he was born into a family of Iranian landowners. Though details of his early life…

New Ghazal Posted: The true beloved is not one with curly hair and a lean waist, Ghazal 125 by Hafez

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The true beloved is not one with curly hair and a lean waist, Ghazal 125 by Hafez

Description: English Translation:

The true beloved is not one with curly hair and a lean waist,
But be the servant of that beauty who has that [unique] quality.

Though the manner of houris and fairies is delicate,
The good is that beauty and delicacy that [your beloved] has.

O smiling flower, understand the spring of my eye,
For it has a pleasant flow in hope of you.

Who can carry news of your beauty? For the sun there
Is not a horse that is in someone's hand with reins.

My heart was reassured when you accepted my words,
Yes, yes, the words of love have a sign.

The curve of your eyebrow in the art of archery
Has taken the heart of anyone who has a bow.

On the path of love, no one has been certainly privy to the secret,
Everyone has a suspicion according to their thought.

Don’t compare the miracles of the tavern-dwellers to the mullahs,
Every word has its time and every point its place.

The clever bird doesn’t build a nest in its meadow,
Every spring has an autumn following.

Don’t display your riddles and points to Hafez,
My pen also has a language and an expression.

New Ghazal Posted: The one w hose hyacinth locks have a radiant glow: Ghazal 124 by Hafez Shirazi

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The one w hose hyacinth locks have a radiant glow: Ghazal 124 by Hafez Shirazi

Description: English Translation:

The one whose hyacinth locks have a radiant glow
Still toys with the hearts of lovers.

You pass over your own slain like the wind,
What can be done? For life is fleeting.

The moon-like sun of her face, behind a veil of curls,
Is a sun that has a nebula before it.

My eye has sent a flood of tears to every corner,
So that the cypress of your stature may have fresher water.

Your playful glance sheds my blood in error,
May it have the chance to think rightly.

If the water of life is this, that it has the lips of a beloved,
It is clear that Khidr's share is a mirage.

Your drowsy eye intends to take my liver,
Perhaps the intoxicated Turk has a desire for kebab.

My sick soul does not ask anything of you,
Happy is the weary one who has an answer from a friend.

When will her intoxicated eye, which has ruin in every corner,
Glance towards the weary heart of Hafez?

New Ghazal Posted: The minstrel of love has a wondrous instrument and melody,

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New Ghazal Posted: Whoever regards the side of the people of God, Ghazal 122 by Hafez

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Whoever regards the side of the people of God, Ghazal 122 by Hafez

Description: English Translation:

Whoever regards the side of the people of God,
God will protect him from calamity at all times.

I will not speak of the beloved's story except to the Beloved,
For a familiar one will keep a familiar secret.

O heart, make your living in such a way that if your foot slips,
Your angel will hold you up with both hands in prayer.

If your wish is that your beloved may not break the covenant,
Guard the thread so that she may keep it.

O gentle breeze, if you see my heart on that curl,
Out of kindness, tell her to keep a place for it.

When I asked her to guard my heart, what did she say?
What can a servant do? God will protect it.

My head, gold, heart, and soul are sacrificed for that beloved
Who will keep the right of the conversation of love and loyalty.

Where is the dust of your path so that Hafez
May keep it as a souvenir of the gentle breeze?

New Ghazal Posted: Whoever has a collected heart and a lovely beloved: Ghazal 121 by Hafez

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Whoever has a collected heart and a lovely beloved: Ghazal 121 by Hafez

Description: English Translation:

Whoever has a collected heart and a lovely beloved
Has found fortune as a companion and prosperity as a neighbor.

The threshold of the realm of love is much higher than reason.
Only one who has their life in their sleeve can kiss that threshold.

Her sweet, narrow mouth must be Solomon's kingdom,
For the imprint of her ruby seal has the world beneath its gem.

With ruby lips and a dark mole, since she has both,
I praise my beloved, whose beauty has both.

Do not look down on the weak and feeble, O benefactor,
For the head of the pleasure gathering has a beggar as its guest.

While you are on the earth, consider ability a treasure,
For there are many periods of weakness beneath the earth.

The prayer of the needy is for those who torment body and soul,
For who sees good in that harvest whose reaper is ashamed?

O gentle breeze, tell a secret of my love to that beautiful king,
That a hundred Jamshids and Kay Khusrows are slaves to the least of me.

And if he says he does not want, like the impoverished lover Hafez,
Tell him that kingship has poverty as its companion.