I had a friend with whom I had traveled for years, shared bread and salt, and countless rights of companionship had been established, but in the end, for a small benefit, he inflicted mental anguish on me, and our friendship ended, and yet there was attachment on both sides, as I heard that one day they were reciting two verses of my words in a gathering:

When my beloved enters with a charming smile

He adds more salt to the wounds of the wounded.

What would it be if his hair fell into my hand

Like the sleeves of generous men in the hands of dervishes.

The group of dervishes praised not the beauty of these words, but their own good character, and he also exaggerated in this statement and regretted the loss of the old companionship and confessed to his mistake. I realized that there was also a desire from his side; I sent these verses and we made peace:

Did we not have a covenant of loyalty and faithfulness between us?

You were cruel and broke your promise.

I entrusted my heart to you at once from the world

I did not know that you would return so soon.

If you still intend to make peace, come back

You will be more accepted than you were.