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Moments beside Hafiz





Let not the pious judge the meek;

Each for his own deeds will speak.

Whether I’m good or bad, you judge yourself;

You reap what you sow, find what you seek.

Everyone is seeking love, sober or drunk;

Everywhere a house of love, yet so unique.

I submit my head on the tavern’s bricks,

If you don’t understand, just take a peek.

Let me keep my hope of eternal grace,

Behind the veil, who is good, who the freak?

Not only I fell out of virtuous path,

My father too, treaded that path oblique.

Hafiz, on your deathbed, bring the cup to your cheek.

You go from the tavern straight to the heaven’s peak.





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