Best Rubaiyat Poems

I relinquish my pen before the storm
of her tears falling upon my bare arm
her gentle whispering breathed in my ear
Muse of mine, adieu to your...

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No larger than a grain of rice,
her face is forming; mouth, a slice.
Her heart, a tube, begins to beat;
at one month, things are imprecise. 

An...

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The Four Seasons…

It was spring and I was young when I had wine.
I was singing and dancing and doing fine. 
The wine was so divine,...

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Why should one wish the days to pass
Of lush and verdant meadow grass
And butterflies with stained glass wings
Which autumn's burnished hues outclass? 

A summer breeze...

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glass-like smooth of even's yawn
      just I, myself, with one cob swan
        ...

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Come and go away with me
and join me in this fantasy
to distant lands beyond the clouds
where we can share a life so free. 

no storm...

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Diamonds

We all have so many diamonds that we own,
but we think of them as glass or bits of stone.
We often sell them as cheap pieces...

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Revelation…

How do I know that what is divine?
What does he do now? I need a sign.
I am uncertain what the truth is,
All the prophets or...

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It seems that time...is calling out my name
As raindrops beat ..upon the windowpanes
While scanning through the pages...of my life
In a book...where empty pages...still remain

What, I...

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I can offer you sympathy,
try to feel you through empathy.
But if you take it for granted,
silence will be your remedy.

Remember the seeds you planted,
when unnourished...

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you want to know a secret
when I write a poem and it's perfect
i dont share it
i bury it 
deep inside of me 
where no one...

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Seems like I could be on top of the world.
I think about poetry like my tongue is pearled.
Just the other day I wrote a poem...

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I'll drink tears from my ancestors in silence
From history's cup of their defiance
I'll sit in darkness where my soul is torn
and quench my parched thirst...

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Mother Nature..

I see a mountain; wake me up there.
Tired of dreaming, no time to spare.
I will be flying soberly drunk.
I am just living, don’t ask...

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As flower to the sun, I look to you
As thirsty grass that drinks in drops of dew
As river flowing down to waiting sea
I live again...

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