Break The Glasses Poem by Majid Gaggi

Break the glasses and wine glasses

The brothers have repented

They don't drink anymore

They never returned

And shed tears of parting

The loved ones are gone

They never returned nor did they return

And the night of boyhood is lonely

Neither let him forget nor loved ones

It is also darkened

No moon illuminates it, nor a meteor

Fancy has young, or

The neighborhood kids have grown up

Yesterday's youth are young

And the neighborhood fortune teller is sitting

Wretched who brought it

They were never injured, but disappointed

Our days, even if her gift is solved

I disappointed her with regrets

After what they had done

It is snow, it is joy, it is sadness

It is for flowers pricks and piercings

If their palms were poison

Do not underestimate frankincense

With the burning embers of fire flowing

As if it is the eye of your doubt

If you are right, lovers

As for the days of interest

And love also has doors

How long will it last like this?

There are reasons for this situation

These questions have responses and answers

Majid Gaggi