Tuesday, 15 September 2015

Meeting Place 1


- 500 Days Of Summer

#Summer #Tom
#Awesomeshake #Shirazian 



Written On Same Day The First Meeting.

                - Midnight - November, 2014

Today I am smiling and happy because that good fortune is coming. My beautiful Princess of Princess is coming today, I will break my vow I’ll throw away my diet because of the beauty of Almighty is coming from the land of Surat. I go swaying like a drunken lover I’ll go secretly in the direction of that Sheen. Searching & asking along the way the stately palace of Vishram is built. The sky has untied its turban and is walking with great difficulty because it's coming from the assembly of the beauty. Suddenly a voice came to my heart : “Shiraz, follow our orders be faithful to us, don't go buy on terms, look orders are coming today, be enlightened like the sky, blossom like the rose garden, try to swim like a fish that endless sea is coming, come to your senses. Don't look at me in the sky, look at yourself because the smell of saffron makes the one who talks & laugh, you came back again clapping your hands and you'll ruin the houses again. Because the bright sun is coming to the run-down places. Shiraz, you stayed at home you've grown in the shade, now go outside because the sun turns ordinary stone into the ruby of your beloved.  Sometimes he is bloody and other times he drinks blood, sometimes he takes care of the ill and cures them. Especially he is the hopeless one because he came from their side look. For the drunken lovers, today hear my secrets. Those words are coming from sky and falling all over the place in utter confusion.

The soul who is not in love with the faithful is so disloyal. God will curse the one who is not in love with the grace of god. Sheen, you deserves these words: His eyes haven't moved from what he has seen! He has visited all around the country, has also seen many Beauties, but he wasn't in love with any of them”. Next moment, I heard this from a bunch of fairies they gathered at the door of the town and they said "Give a house in the village, to the one who doesn't like our Prince city". Pity the fish that falls on dry soil; pity the copper that hasn't been in love with chemistry. Where is the soul that hasn't tried to merge with his origin? Why won't iron fall in love with the magnet? The door of death is closed to him he can't escape soon he doesn't deserve to live yet he isn't in love with death.

The spring of the lovers has come to make the earth a garden and meadow a voice. It’s heard from the sky for the bird of soul to fly the sea which is filled with Precious Pearls and at the same time bitter water becomes a river of Kauser. Stone turns to ruby in the mine at the same time the body becomes soul. The eyes of lovers rain a flood like clouds but their heart shine’s like lightning in god's clouds. Do you know why the eyes of lovers turned into clouds with love? Because that moon was hidden in the clouds, what a happy joyful moment it is when those clouds cry, my god what an auspicious moment it is when those lightning’s laugh, there is not even one drop that comes to earth out of those hundreds of thousands of drops, if one did It would destroy the whole world, the whole world would be ruined by love. The one who is bound with six dimensions be oppressed by sorrow, or not. After rain, at the same time those seeds will shove up from the ground, grow and become date palms. There will be a day when that root raises its head above the ground and becomes a new branch, even if a few of the branches become dry, then the rest of them will bud and grow those dried branches burn and become fire. This fire is good for the people like soul lovers, if this is not the case then the opposite is: one either becomes green or becomes fire.

              Something is closing my mouth, I am at the edge of the roof and at the same time I am drunken lover, the thing which admires you is also admire him. - He Said, Rubbing his eyes.



- Shirazian

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