Heart door

My heart remains a sacrifice for this love

O you who remind me of love when I forget

O you who my soul does not know, who knows me

The door of the heart, and knows who suffered

And the sin of my heart is that love missed me

When love struck my heart, it softened

And my heart is not a rock when it rushes

A spring of pure love in the heart since ages

The cruelty of the heart when passion strikes it

It scattered and folded in the soul as a force

And I was not satisfied with love, it expanded for me

The path of love, so I see a volcano on the path

And I do not care if passion imprisons love

But I care if love remains in shame

Does the heart play with those who are lost in love

Love saw religions on the path of wandering

I say to the drunkard forgetfulness: I see a drunkard

Wildness and love cast addiction into him

I say to the sensualist searching for love:

The arrow of passion does not comfort the heart sometimes

I say to the heart, passion destroyed it by chance

Love will kill you with compassion

And this will be buried The heart is confused

And we will hear the melodies of Valentine's Day

And a heart will live in its cruelty

And after it, love revives a human being

He who has passed in love regrets

What they did with love they were

When they loved, their speaker said:

My heart rang for you after it died

Until when they met on the day of their love

They saw their love for the beautiful as a devil

I am the school of love that opened

I taught generations and youth about love

And if I spoke, my life

I would reveal the secret, the secret was a secret

My eyes are at ease and my heart is happy with the mention of the one

I consider him after my proud family, my homeland

I love him, but I fear the escape of my love

So he became an orchard in the pleasure of companionship

With him I harvested the safety of the heart in a time

So I was at ease when I tasted the harvest of the pomegranate of love

I am the fool, but I rule foolishness

For love... but my heart is not idols

I am the ship on the path of love forever

My foolishness is that my love was Captain

I am the dove that sang a tune in love

But she did not see any standards of poetry

I am the dove on the day of separation that sings what

was hidden from her, her singing of love protected us

I am the one who took me to the laws of love

I have transcended in love in the higher universes

The madness of this passion comes with its temptations

The madness of this description has exhausted the monks

If they tried to treat it with their medicines

I would say: A scent that does not frighten us with feeling

O you who hum that I have lost my way

The way is the guidance of the people of love in faith

Let the blame be lifted from me, for I am a homeland

And before this love I was a slave