Chnar Namq Poems

The age is running and I am still drinking my bitter coffee,
To when the story of this coffee belongs? !
Coffee and chocolate are so deferent in their tastes
But in several times
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The buds bloom
And flowers smile
As they see me.
Here in this forest of life
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The sun ray wearies the essence of the earth
In a wide desert
I am looking for a room with a moderate air
Then you come as a nice breeze
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Do not Say Where is the Place of the Soul in the Body
My soul is paining
So do not say where is the place of the soul in the body?
If the heart in the cage of you chest is imprisoned
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