Javad Yassari

با سلام خدمت ابی جان و مالتی پل، لطفا الف تا من بروم برسم منزل!

ترسم که صرفه ای نبرد روز بازخواست
نان حلال شیخ ز آب حرام ما

ت....

ایکه لبت آب شکر ریختست

بر سمنت مشگ سیه بیختست

نقش ترا خامه‌ی نقاش صنع

بر ورق جان من انگیختست

ساقی از آن آب چو آتش بیار

کاتش دل آب رخم ریختست

با تو محالست برآمیختن

گرچه غمت با گلم آمیختست

Ebi aka Haaji

آی گآت‌ ایت! آی گآت ایت! آی گت ایت!

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ترسم که صرفه ای نبرد روزِ  بازخواست
نانِ حلالِ شیخ ز آبِ حرام ما

مستی بچشم شاهد ما خوشست
زانرو سپرده اند بمستی زمام ما

ت....

دلا جان در ره جانان حجابست

غم دل در جهان جان حجابست

اگر داری سری بگذر ز سامان

که در این ره سر و سامان حجابست

Ebi aka Haaji

Dear leeterery Kreeteek, Aleyke Salaam:

Quote :

"First of all what you see here is not a Love Society. It is a gathering of the same people who support each other's views on other blogs. So no surprise they have come together under the same roof."!!

I have to say dear that :

YOU ARE MISTAKEN !!

If you be kind enough as to read some of the previous blogs,you'll see that some of us were engaged in heated arguements there & didn't share a common political view at all!!.This is the power of literature;specifically Persian poetry,which has gathered us under the same roof.

eenam vaase maa ghorbat zadehaa nemitooni bebini aziz!!.

Join us please!.

Ebi aka Haaji

خاله موشه، سلام. دال بده

روز هجران و شب فرقت یار آخر شد
زدم این فال و گذشت اختر و کار آخر شد
آن همه ناز و تنعم که خزان می فرمود
عاقبت در قدم باد بهار آخر شد

M just for you capt. --R lotf koneed

میگردومیایدچون‌پیچ‌َ‌ارشمیدس‌زوزازپی یکدیگرمی افتم‌و‌میخیزم‌چون‌مور‌بتاس‌اندر‌بیهوده‌دراین‌چنبرگردیدن‌من‌بینی‌اخر‌بشود‌آخر‌گردیدن‌گردان‌را‌هرگز‌نبود‌اخر

دوست عزیز Multiple Personality Disorder

از انجایئ که من تازه واردهستم سکوت کردم و خوشحالم که شما اقدام کردید.

در جایی مطلبی راخوانده بودم که در انباری ذهنم داشت خاک میخورد ....تا اینکه اعتراض این هموطن تمام گرد وغبار را از بین برد و حالا بیش از پیش ایمان دارم که داستانهای بزر گان که چند صد سال قدیمیست گنجینه ای است پربار که ما میتوانیم همیشه از انها  بیاموزیم.

قبل از اینکه قسمتی کوتاه از ان مطلب را برایتان بازگو کنم میخواهم که هموطن شاکی مااین را شخصی نگیرند...

غرضی نیست...فقط اعتراض شما ان داستان قدیمی را در ذهن خاک  گرفته  من شفافیت بخشید.

 ....داستان درویش ودللاک .....

درویشی دانا و فاضلی پس از اینکه به اولین شهری که درسر راهش بود رسید،  به گرمابه ای رفت تا گردوغبار راه از تن بزداید.

دللاک شروع به شستن درویش کرد وهر چند لحظه ای با کلماتی توحین امیز چرکهای درویش را به رخش میکشید...... 

 درویش دانا هیچ نمیگفت تااینکه دللاک  بی خرد از درویش سوال کرد؛ که نداشتن معرفت یعنی چه؟

درویش پاسخ داد، ندیدن عیب خود وبروی اوردن عیب دیگران  به انها......

مورچهً  فرنگی 

نازی خانم م به م :-)

من در ائینه رخ خود دیدم
و بتو حق دادم
اه می بینم, می بینم
تو به اندازه تنهائی من خوشبختی
من به اندازه زیبائی تو غمگینم

capt_ayhab [-YT]

Literary critic:

1.The number of players is not fixed. Anyone is free join in or drop out at any time.

2. As we are out of sight of each other, several participants will simultaneously respond to the same challenge.

The occasional one-on-ones or small circles are a natural result of the absence of these constrainting parameters.

Please join in so that you can have first-hand experience with the issues we've collectively faced and instinctively solved. This way you may credibly propose solutions to improve the process. I am sure good ideas would be appreciated by this community. 

سلام بر کاپیتان و مالتی پل...بین دو جلسه...لطفا میم...

من نه آن رندم که ترک شاهد و ساغر کنم
محتسب داند که من این کارها کمتر کنم

lol

It took me a while to figure out what were you referring to. Then the WORD in association with the PAIN hit me

Yes we are square ;-)

capt_ayhab [-YT]

سلام بر روی ماهت -- ه میدم م میگیرم

هر دو تن دزدیده و حیران نگاه
سوی هم کردیم و حیرانتر شدیم
هر دو شاید با گذشت روزگار
در کف باد خزان پرپر شدیم

capt_ayhab [-YT]

قبل از اینکه وقتم را جای دیگر تلف کنم ی دادم ه میگیرم

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یکی دختر در این قلعه رشیده
مرا بر سایهء زلفش کشیده

هنوز دستم بدستش نا رسیده
مرا بر دالِ قصابی کشیده

Hello capt_ayhab

Are we square on the circumcision issue? All I was trying to bring up to people’s attention was that since this issue is a controversial one, let people decide for themselves what they want to do with their OWN bodies, when they grow up. And, somewhere I read 70% of men on the planet are NOT circumcised. I digressed.

I’ll go “waste” my time somewhere else now, for now.

MPD

loooool

capt_ayhab [-YT]

Dear Literary critic,

It appears that while you were too eager to critique others you were flouting many spelling and grammatical rules yourself. I would usually let this go by without much attention, but since you are proclaiming yourself to be a “Literary critic”, I was compelled to bring it to your attention in the hopes that one day you might win the Nobel Prize for literature.

Your spelling errors:

passtime = pastime 

kindom = kingdom

whethere = whether

practise = practice

conpiracy = conspiracy

thorist = theorist

wastful = wasteful

threr = there

zobies = zombies

pleae = please

Toranto = and the most embarrassing mistake of all is that you don’t seem to know how to spell the name of the city you’re living in, it’s Toronto not Toranto.

And now to your grammatical mistakes:

“Millions more poems...”, should be “Millions of more poems...”

“...as well our...”, should be written as “...as well as our...”.

“...why not JJ opens a new forum...”, should be written as “...why JJ does not open a new forum...”, or "...why JJ wouldn't open a new forum..."  And, don’t forget to use a question mark at the end of your sentence.

“...kingdom come.”, is missing till or until, as in “...until kingdom come.”

“You guys are still at it aren't you?”, is missing a comma; “You guys are still at it, aren't you?”

“I wished instead of...”, when making a past sentence you need to say when you wished it, for example “I wished instead of...yesterday.” Or, use a present sentence like “I wish instead of...”.

Capitalize “ps” for postscript as in “PS”

When abbreviating a word as in “Mister” to “Mr” use a period at the end as in Mr. Literary Critic.

“...Jaleho,and and the rest of the...”, put a space after comma, and avoid repeating word, “...Jaleho, and the rest of the...”.

And last but not the least, when writing someone’s registered user name write it the same way as they’ve chosen it, as in IRANdohkt instead of Irandokht, and I believe by Knojkav you mean Konjkav.

Good luck with the rest of your literary critic career.

ی ....... لطفا

اسمانها ابی
پر مرغان صداقت ابیست-
دیده در اینه تورا میبیند
از گریبان تو صبح صادق
میگشاید بر و بال
تو گل سرخ منی
تو گل یاسمنی
تو چنان شبنم پاک صحری؟

حمید مصدق

capt_ayhab [-YT]

الف برای شما

آسمان کشتی ارباب هنر می شکند

تکیه آن به که برین بهر معلق نکنیم

لطفا الف...

با سلام خدمت کاپیتان، شیرازی و ایرانین ریدر عزیز!

ما در پیاله عکس رخ یار دیده ایم
ای بی خبر ز لذت شرب مدام ما

اینهم میم

ما را به رندی افسانه کردند

پیران جاهل شیخان گمراه

یک عدد الف برای جواد آقا

آنکه بی جرم برنجید و به تیغم زدورفت

بازش آریدخدا را که صفایی بکنیم

Khayyam

"Anan ke mohit-e fazl o adab shodand
Dar jaame kamal, shaame ashab shodand

Rah zin shab-e tarik, nabordand borun
Goftand fesanei o dar khab shodand"

"The revelations of devout and learn'd
Who rose before us, and as propher burn'd

Are all but stories, which, awoke from sleep
They told their comrades and to sleep return'd"

"Ceux qui embrassent le vertu et le savoir
Dont la lumière est un flambeau dans le brouillard

N'ont pu guider nos pas pour franchir ces ténèbres
Ils ot parlé et se sont endormis trop tard"

الف.....م لطفا

از شط گیسوی مواج توو , من
بوسه زن بر سر هر موج گذر میکردم.
کاش بر این شط مواج سیاه,
همه عمر سفر میکردم.

ابی خاکستری سیاه
حمید مصدق

capt_ayhab [-YT]

Yeh Bedeh :-)

Abr o Bad o Mah o Khorshid o falak dar Karand
Ta To Nani be kaf Ari o be Gheflat Nakhori

دوستان روز خوش و لطفا الف عنایت بفرمایید

مبین به سیب زنخدان که چاه در راهست

کجا همی روی ای دل بدین شتاب کجا

Poème

Goftin shoru ba D :

dar inja sheri ke baraye 1 duste besiar nazanin ke esmesh Reza hast neveshtam : (albatteh ba sansur :-))

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"Del miravad ze dastam
Saheb-delan khoda ra"(Hafez)

Az ou cheh guneh guyam
An mehraban Reza ra

Az kimiya ye lotfash
Dad ou be man javabi

An-gah ke man nabudam
Joz gongi dar sarabi

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Guyam ke joz mohabbat
Hargez ze ou nadidam

Shab-ha ke ba sedayash
Man ta sahar residam

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baghiash khosusie :-)

While "our poets" are asleep ...

Perhaps we can have a little diversion from the Iranian's favorite passtime, before the compulsive obsessive society wakes up, as Mr Knojkav put it, Californian time!!

Orang dear fellow you missed the point. These so called members can contribute till kindom come. Millions more poems are still untouched and whethere they use Dorj or a website, they can fill in the entire Iranian.com with Persian poetry - our most potent defense against hardship as well our wordy way of intoxication. The hallmark of Iranian way of doing things is a scant disregard for moderation.

First of all what you see here is not a Love Society. It is a gathering of the same people who support each other's views on other blogs. So no surprise they have come together under the same roof. Second, this has now slipped into a pointless, obsessional exercise. If Mr Yassari want to be elected as Iranian of the Year, he has made his point and his blog has received more hits than many of the popular blogs put together. So why not JJ opens a new forum just for Mosha'ereh and let them practise copy and paste kingdom come.

Third, the conpiracy thorist in me says this is the best ploy to get the Iranians busy with a wastful yet enjoyable practise. But then again, the anti-conspiracy theorist in me tells me they were doing just the same on other blogs anyway!!

Finally I think we should tie up this conversation as it is already sunrise in Toranto, Good morning Ebi, and soon threr will be good morning extended to Nazy, Irandokht, Majid, Jaleho,and and the rest of the zobies.

Come on Ladies and Gents , pleae get on with it - what was the last letter? Oh, yes it was B (be it that it makes them "think"):

برخیزم و زندگی ز سر گیرم

وین رنج دل از میانه بر گیرم

باران شوم و به کوه در بارم

اخگر شوم و به خشک و تر گیرم

شهریار

invitation to Not Yet Dead Iranian Poets Society

Dear Literary Critic, 

If we love Poetry it is because we dont like moderation and rules! Have you ever seen rules and moderation in a love affaire ?!

I'm very proud of all Iranian.com and this blog. For one time a most discussed blog is full of love and knidness.I assure you all people who wrote here they ponder and feel the meaning of these verses.

Personaly I've a very weak memory but hopefully computer has been created by man. A computer can remember but cannot feel or creat a poem. Moshaereh is no more a competition, it is a lovely conversation.

For all of you who are not yet a member, I invite you to join our group Not Yet Dead Iranian Poets Society in Facebook  //www.facebook.com/home.php#/group.php?gid=26255916530  

Vive la Poesie.

Orang

Ey Baba!!

You guys are still at it aren't you? This is getting really obsessional. I wished instead of just copying and pasting these verses you guys would have pondered a little about their meanings.

Well at least it is better than writing in your own (inefficient and ineloquent) words on political blogs.

Never mind that all the rules of Mosha'ereh have been flouted here!! Lots of repeats, two by two playing against each other and , yes and .........., NOTHING from memory :0)

ps - who is moderating this blog?