عمر خیام (ت)
شعراز خیام
این قافله عمر عجب میگذرد
دریاب دمی که با طرب میگذرد
ساقی غم فردای حریفان چه خوری
پیش آر پیاله را که شب میگذرد
this caravan of life passes by in a very strange manner
realize for a moment that it passes by joyfully.
o bartender, why are you worried for what will happen to you rivals tomorrow?
bring forth the cup for the night will pass.
translation by @tamim
good poem mate. your poems are nice but i have seen very less comments. Upvoted and followed mate. But my upvote is not worth bro sorry for that. I am new and have very less steem power.
Nice :)
hi, Ilive inMyanmar Country.
Please, follow and vote me.