Tuesday, 11 August 2015

Fighani's Ghanimat.

The two Worlds are a net for, not a bird,  but Beauty's deranging scent in the breeze
As, exchanging Love's bitter word, Wine & the Saqi meant but to tease
What boots the Tavern's ghanimat booty Fighani demands?
Tears for our own vintage are all Allah commands!

Prince! Levy Khums on Khayyam's quatrains- so red in tooth and claw
As to chill the amber wine of thy men of straw

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