فریبا احمدی اپتومتریست و مدرس دانشگاه علوم پزشکی اردبیل

بعد از تو

 

بعد از تو چشمهایم  تاب گریستن نداشت

بعد از تو چشمهایم  آب گریستن نداشت

گریستن که نه ! نای نگریستن هم نداشت !

 

بعد ازتو ، بهشت را در بهارو

بهار را در بهشت دفن کرده ام

بعد ازتو ، بهشت را در بهار و

بهار را در بهشت دفن کرده ام

آیات مهربان چشمهای پرستاره تورا ختم کرده ام

 

بعد از تو  ای امام من !

کز کوثر کلام تو شعر من سترگ

ای ماهتاب پیشانی بلند تو رشک آفتاب

لبختد و خنده را به چهره افسرده ام اخم کرده ام

 

بعد از تو ای امید من !

ای طنین ترنم باران ، وامدار نگاه تو

ای طنین ترنم باران ، وامدار نگاه تو

به آن آخرین نماز پر از رمز و راز تو

گم گشته ام  زخویش و سویدای سینه ام زخم کرده ام

گوئیا که خودم ، خودم را دفن کرده ام ...

   فریبا احمدی

I am waiting for my salvation from June half ( khordad half)

(Imam Khomeini)

You are alive forever, because you are eternal in our heart


June is rose month for you but it was so hard & painful for us, we lost our main leader, our soul, our heart on the June half ( 14th khordad)

 

love in Absence

How should not I mourn, like night , without His day & the favour of His day-illuming countenance ?

His unsweetness is sweet to my soul : may my soul be sacrificed to the Beloved who grieves my heart!

I am in love with grief & pain for the sake of pleasing my peerless King.

Tears shed for His sake are pearls, though people think they are tears.

I complain of the soul of my soul , but in truth I am not complaining : I am only telling .

My heart says it is tormented by Him, & I have long been laughing at its poor pretence.

Do me right, O Glory of the righteous ,O Thou Who art the dais, & I the threshold of Thy door!

Where are threshold & dais in reality ? Where the Beloved is , where are we & I ?

O Thou Whose soul is free from we & I , O Thou Who art the essence of the sprit in men & women, when men & women become one ,Thou art that One; when the units are wiped out ,lo , Thou art that unity.

Thou didst contrive this I & we in order to play the game of worship with Thyself,

That all I ‘s & thou ‘s might become one soul & at last be submerged in the Beloved.

Rumi

 After you

After you I can't control my eyes, my tears

After you I missed yourself  & my self

After you I have lost heaven on the spring

& spring in the heaven

After you I lost your shining & full of stars eyes

Oh my main soul! God's soul , Ruhollah

After you it seems that I have died & I have buried myself

I forget you & your way & values never

Fariba Ahmady

نوشته شده در یکشنبه ۱٦ خرداد ۱۳٩٥ساعت ٢:۱٦ ‎ق.ظ توسط فریبا احمدی نظرات ()


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