Every Friend Who Talked Of Love, Became A Foe By Hafiz Shirazi

Every friend who talked of love, became a foe.
Every eagle shifted its shape to a crow.
They say the night is pregnant, and I say,
Who is the father? And how do you know?

هر دوست که دم زد ز وفا دشمن شد
هر پاکروی که بود تردامـن شد
گویند شب آبستن و این است عجب
کاو مرد ندید از چه آبستـن شد

© Shahriar Shahriari
Los Angeles, Ca
April 8, 1999


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