Devilish Trick In Love !!

Please, Forgive Me !!

O Princess Sheen, blood never sleeps. A sea of blood comes from trouble and grief Boiling, flowing over my eyes. How could sleep possibly get there? If I closed my lips my heart would overflow and when I pour water on it then it boils and rises more. If people don't condone my Love and criticize me, I understand. But how can an accused one ever reach light and glory? My blood overflows, becomes words in my mouth then drops out of my pen. The alphabet goes to Sheen like ants begging. O Sheen, O Sheen, O the One who grants favours, your favours exalt every goodness. Souls are the shells for your pearl. Grasses are the hearts in your garden. I am a helpless bunch of ants which is separated from the place of harvest, wandering from one side to the other hey Come and help me. I am a handful of dirt in your hand even with all this blindness, I can see and watch the Beauties. Don't look at me. Remember your kindness. "He doesn't need anything. Everything needs Him. As you praise yourself, you may forgive the one who did all the sinning, Committed bad deeds in both worlds. You’re warmth of greatness, O Sheen, My heart has seen you. How can I see anything else in this world? How can I watch anything else in the sky? The Heart has drunk wine from your love if such a Heart were to drink, even from the clean and pure Fountain of life then it would stick in its throat. To the One who sees that Beauty which is bright like a moon in beauty and charm and the sun is seen as a dark annoyance which Resembling only a small spark in her eye. The Love who has been separated from that beautiful Sheen who has not been extolled despite hundreds of honours, his sweet life becomes sandy and sour. O Soul cut the words short while you're talking, try to go as far as Sheen, to the way of the Queens & Princess. O flesh, don't be lazy like a dog. Don't try to bark. Give up your being In order to go toward the Princess of beings. O beautiful One, hundreds of existences Are nothing but a handful of dust in front of you. Hundreds of Kings & Prince are nothing but servants at your side. O Charmer to whom hundreds of Troubles turn into Victory, Even Shiraz becomes astonished with his Love. Shiraz felt he would fall into all kinds of tricks because of that Love and he would go through lots of trouble so he started trembling because he knew all these exaltations would degrade him. Suddenly a devilish trick came, a glass of loftiness and fame inflated his ego and took his greatness away. That peerless Sheen at one time worried about his belongings. He put giant fairies row upon row to protect himself. He then realized he had fallen into a trap of her desire and fancy which turned his back on those gardens and understood that all his belongings actually did not belong to him. He had cut the neck of the giant fairies' necks with the sword of distress, because they kept him away from the Beloved on the other side. At once, the grace of Sheen to whom he love. She said, "O choice man, don’t burn and hurt the universe." When he heard that order from the Sheen, He prostrated himself he received such assurance from Sheen that he would gladly sacrifice both worlds.

- Shirazian