Many centuries have passed, and rubaiyats about love, the scientist, and also the philosopher Omar Khayyam are on the lips of many. Quotes about love for a woman, aphorisms from his little quatrains are often posted as statuses on social networks, as they carry deep meaning, the wisdom of the ages.
It is worth noting that Omar Khayyam went down in history, first of all, as a scientist who made a number of important scientific discoveries thus far ahead of his time.
Seeing the statuses taken from the work of the great Azerbaijani philosopher, one can catch a certain pessimistic attitude, but deeply analyzing the words, as well as phrases, one catches the hidden subtext of the quote, one can see the ardent deep love for life. Just a few lines can convey a clear protest against the imperfection of the surrounding world, so the statuses can indicate life position the person who posted them.
Poems famous philosopher describing love for a woman and, in fact, for life itself, can be easily found on the World Wide Web. Winged sayings, aphorisms, as well as phrases in pictures carry centuries, they so subtly trace thoughts about the meaning of life, the purpose of man on Earth.
Omar Khayyam's Rubaiyat of Love is a capacious combination of wisdom, cunning, as well as sophisticated humor. In many quatrains, one can read not only about high feelings for a woman, but also judgments about God, statements about wine, the meaning of life. All this is no accident. The most ancient thinker skillfully polished each line of the quatrain, as if a skilled jeweler polishes the edges precious stone. But how do high words about fidelity and feelings for a woman combine with lines about wine, because the Koran at that time strictly forbade the use of wine?
In the poems of Omar Khayyam, a drinking person was a kind of symbol of freedom, in rubyah a deviation from the established framework - religious canons - is clearly visible. The thinker's lines about life carry a subtle subtext, that's why wise quotes, as well as phrases are relevant to this day.
Omar Khayyam did not take his poetry seriously, most likely the rubaiyat was written for the soul, allowed a little distraction from scientific papers to look at life philosophically. Quotes, as well as phrases from the rubaiyat, talking about love, turned into aphorisms, winged sayings and after many centuries they continue to live, statuses in social networks testify to this. But the poet did not at all long for such fame, because his vocation was exact sciences: astronomy and mathematics.
AT hidden meaning poetic lines of the Tajik-Persian poet, a person is considered supreme value, the main purpose of being in this world, in his opinion, is to gain one's own happiness. That is why the poems of Omar Khayyam contain so many discussions about fidelity, friendship, and the relationship of men to women. The poet protests against selfishness, wealth and power, this is evidenced by capacious quotes and phrases from his works.
Wise lines, which over time turned into winged sayings, advise both a man and a woman to find the love of their life, to look into inner world, search for light invisible to others and thus understand the meaning of one's existence on Earth.
The wealth of a man is his spiritual world. Wise thoughts, quotes, as well as phrases of a philosopher do not grow old over the centuries, but rather are filled with new meaning, which is why they are often used as social network statuses.
Omar Khayyam acts as a humanist, he perceives a person, along with his spiritual values, as something valuable. He encourages to enjoy life, to find love, to enjoy every minute lived. A peculiar style of presentation allows the poet to express what cannot be conveyed in plain text.
Statuses from social networks give an idea of the thoughts and values of a person, even without seeing him even once. Wise lines, quotes and phrases speak of the subtle mental organization of a person who has set them as statuses. Aphorisms about fidelity say that finding love is a huge reward from God, it must be appreciated, it is reverent for both a woman and a man throughout life.
Issue theme: sayings, sayings of Omar Khayyam, quotes about life, short and long. To read the famous sayings of a great philosopher is a great gift:
- I know that I don't know anything,
Here is the last secret I have learned. - Silence is a shield from many troubles,
And chatting is always bad.
Human tongue is small
But how many lives did he break. - Consider the unimportant obvious in the world,
For the secret essence of things is not visible.
- How long will you please all the cattle?
Only a fly for grub can give his soul!
It is better to swallow tears than to gnaw on leftovers. - Day to day on New Year- and Ramadan has come,
He forced me to fast, as he put me in chains.
Almighty, deceive, but do not deprive the feast,
Let everyone think that Shawwal has come! (month of the Muslim calendar) - You burst into me like a hurricane, Lord,
And knocked over a glass of wine for me, Lord!
I indulge in drunkenness, and you do atrocities?
Thunder strike me if you are not drunk, Lord! - Do not brag that you do not drink - a lot for you,
Buddy, I know much worse cases. - In childhood, we go to teachers for the truth,
After - they go for the truth to our doors.
Where is the truth? We emerged from a drop
Let's become the wind. This is the meaning of this tale, Khayyam! - For those who see the inside behind the outside,
Evil with good is like gold and silver.
For both are given for a time,
For both evil and good will end soon. - I untangled all the tight knots in the world,
Except death tied in a dead knot. - For the worthy - there are no worthy awards,
I put my stomach for a worthy glad.
Do you want to know if hellish torments exist?
To live among the unworthy is true hell! - One is always shameful work - to exalt oneself,
Are you so great and wise? - dare to ask yourself. - Give free rein to all heart movements,
Do not get tired of cultivating the garden of desires,
On a starry night, bliss on silk grass:
At sunset - lie down, at dawn - get up. - Though the sage is not a miser and does not accumulate good,
Bad in the world and the wise without silver. - Noble people, loving each other,
They see the grief of others, they forget themselves.
If you desire the honor and brilliance of mirrors, -
Do not envy others, and they will love you. - You can lose everything, save only your soul, -
The cup will be filled again, it would be wine.
- Above all else, love
In the song of youth, the first word is love.
Oh, unfortunate ignorant in the world of love,
Know that the basis of our whole life is love! (wise sayings about the life of Omar Khayyam) - Feed on the blood of the heart, but be independent.
Better tears to swallow than to gnaw on leftovers. - What for common happiness to suffer to no avail -
Better happiness give to someone close. - O cruel sky, pitiless God!
You've never helped anyone before.
If you see that the heart is charred with grief -
You immediately add more burn. - You'd rather starve than eat anything
And it's better to be alone than with just anyone. - Look at yourself among the people passing by,
Keep silent about hopes to the end - hide them! - The dead don't care: what's a minute - what's an hour,
That water is like wine, that Baghdad is like Shiraz.
The full moon will change new moon
After our death a thousand times. - There are two ears, and one language is given not by chance -
Listen twice and only once - speak! - In office of great gentlemen
There is no joy in life from many worries,
But come on: they are full of contempt
To all whose souls the worm of acquisitiveness does not gnaw. (Sayings of Omar Khayyam about life) - Wine is forbidden, but there are four "buts":
It depends on who, with whom, when and in moderation, or drinks wine. - I've been bullying heaven for a long time.
Maybe for patience as a reward it
Send me a beauty of easy temper
And a heavy jug will send down at the same time. - There is no honor in the humiliation of the one who is defeated,
Kind to those who have fallen in their misfortune, that means a husband! - There is no nobler plants and sweeter,
Than black cypress and white lily.
He, having a hundred hands, does not poke them forward;
She is always silent, having a hundred languages. - Paradise is the reward of the sinless for their obedience.
Would [God] give me something not as a reward, but as a gift! - Love is a fatal misfortune, but the misfortune is by the will of Allah.
Why do you condemn what is always - by the will of Allah.
A series of evil and good arose - by the will of Allah.
Why do we need the thunders and flames of the Judgment - by the will of Allah? (Omar Khayyam love quotes) - If a place in hell is for lovers and drunkards
Then who will you order to admit to paradise? - Give me a jug of wine and a cup, oh my love,
We will sit in the meadow with you and on the bank of the stream!
The sky is full of beauties, from the beginning of being,
Turned, my friend, into bowls and jugs - I know. - If I had power over this evil sky,
I would crush it and replace it with another... - On the green carpets of Khorasan fields
Tulips grow from the blood of kings
Violets grow from the ashes of beauties,
From captivating moles between the eyebrows. - But these ghosts are barren (hell and heaven) for us
And the source of fears and hopes is unchanged.
Selection topic: the wisdom of life, about love for a man and a woman, Omar Khayyam quotes and famous sayings about life, short and long, about love and people ... Omar Khayyam's brilliant statements about various aspects life path man became famous all over the world.
Persian philosopher, mathematician, astronomer and poet. He contributed to algebra by constructing a classification of cubic equations and solving them using conic sections.
Born in the city of Nishapur, which is located in Khorasan (now the Iranian province of Khorasan-Rezavi). Omar was the son of a camper, he also had younger sister named Aisha. At the age of 8, he began to deeply study mathematics, astronomy, and philosophy. At the age of 12, Omar became a student of the Nishapur Madrasah. Later he studied at the madrasas of Balkh, Samarkand and Bukhara. There he graduated with honors from a course in Islamic law and medicine, having received the qualification of haki?ma, that is, a doctor. But medical practice was of little interest to him. He studied the works of the famous mathematician and astronomer Sabit ibn Kurra, the works of Greek mathematicians.
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About love and the meaning of life
Poems and thoughts of Omar Khayyam about love and the meaning of life. In addition to the classical translations by I. Tkhorzhevsky and L. Nekora, rare translations of the late 19th - early 20th centuries are given (Danilevsky-Aleksandrov, A Pressa, A. Gavrilov, P. Porfirov, A. Yavorsky, V. Mazurkevich, V. Tardov, A. Gruzinsky, F. Korsh, A. Avchinnikov, I. Umov, T. Lebedinsky, V. Rafalsky), which are published for the first time after a hundred years. The publication is illustrated with works of Eastern and European painting.
About love
Who else of the poets continues to be relevant for more than a thousand years? Who sang the vices in such a way that you immediately want to throw yourself into the abyss of these vices? The quatrains of Omar Khayyam are intoxicating like wine, they are as gentle and bold as the embrace of oriental beauties.
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Poems about love
“Is it really possible to imagine a person, unless he is a moral monster, in which such a mixture and diversity of convictions, opposite inclinations and directions, high valor and base passions, painful doubts and hesitation…” could combine and coexist the question of the researcher is a short, exhaustive answer: it is possible, if we are talking about Omar Khayyam.
Quotes and aphorisms
In a loved one, even flaws are liked, and in an unloved person, even virtues annoy.
Why do you expect benefit from your wisdom? You will soon wait for milk from the goat. Pretend to be a fool - and it will be more useful, And wisdom these days is cheaper than a leek.
Who beaten by life was, he will achieve more
A pood of salt who has eaten appreciates honey more.
Who shed tears, he sincerely laughs,
Who died, he knows that he lives.
Don't forget that you are not alone:
And in the most difficult moments next to you - God.
Never go back. There is no point in going back. Even if there are the same eyes in which thoughts sank. Even if it pulls you to where everything was so nice, don't go there ever, forget forever what happened. The same people live in the past that they always promised to love. If you remember this - forget it, you never go there. Don't trust them, they are strangers. After all, once they left you. They killed faith in the soul, in love, in people and in themselves. Live simply by what you live, and even though life is like hell, look only forward, never go back.
The thoughtful soul tends to be alone.
I have never been repelled by the poverty of a person, it is another matter if his soul and thoughts are poor.
You can seduce a man who has a wife. You can seduce a man who has a mistress. But you can not seduce a man who has a beloved woman.
At least a hundred live, at least ten hundred years,
You still have to leave this world.
Whether you are a padishah or a beggar in the market,
There is only one price for you: there are no ranks for death.
Love can do without reciprocity, but friendship - never.
When you leave for five minutes
Don't forget to keep warm in your palms.
In the palms of those who are waiting for you
In the palms of those who remember you...
No matter how great your wisdom is, - From it to you that from a goat's milk! Isn't it wiser to just fool around? - You'll be better for sure.
You can't look into tomorrow today,
Just the thought of him makes my chest ache.
Who knows how many days you have left to live?
Don't waste them, be smart.
Only those who are worse than us think badly about us, and those who are better than us… They just don’t care about us…
I asked the wisest: "What did you extract
From your manuscripts? Wise saying:
“Happy is he who is in the arms of a tender beauty
At night, far from the wisdom of the book!
Be happy at this moment. This moment is your life.
The lower a person's soul,
The higher the nose turns up!
He sticks his nose in there
Where the soul has not grown ...
Don't say the man is a womanizer. If he were monogamous, then your turn would not have come.
I think it's better to be alone
How to give the heat of the soul to "someone"
Giving a priceless gift to just anyone
Having met a native, you will not be able to love.
The one who is discouraged dies prematurely.
Do not believe the one who speaks beautifully, there is always a game in his words.
Believe the one who silently does beautiful things.
Do not be afraid to give warming words,
And do good deeds.
The more wood you put on the fire,
The more heat will return.
Passion cannot deep love be friends,
If he can, then they won't be together for long.
Do not look that another is above all in the mind,
And see if he is true to his word.
If he does not throw his words to the wind -
There is no price, as you yourself understand, to him.
How to seek the truth, they would milk a goat!
Everything is bought and sold
And life openly laughs at us.
We are angry, we are angry
But we sell and buy.
Above all the teachings and rules on how to live correctly, I preferred to affirm the two foundations of dignity: It is better not to eat anything at all than to eat anything; Better to be alone than to be friends with just anyone.
Life is ashamed of those who sit and mourn,
Who does not remember comforts, does not forgive insults ...
Omar Khayyam - great Persian poet and a philosopher who is famous throughout the world for his wise sayings. At home, he is also known as a mathematician, astronomer and astrologer. In mathematical treatises, the scientist presented ways to solve complex equations. In his circle scientific achievements also includes the development of a new solar calendar.
Most of all, Omar Khayyam was glorified by his literary and philosophical activities. Omar Khayyam is the author of quatrain poems - rubaiyat. They are written in Farsi. There is an opinion that the rubaiyat was originally translated into English language, and only then to other languages of the world, including Russian.
Probably, there is no such topic that Omar Khayyam would not devote his work to. He wrote about life, about love, about friends, about happiness, about fate. In the poet's work there are also reflections on reincarnation, on the soul, on the role of money, in his poems (rubai), he even described wine, a jug and a familiar potter. Initially, the poet's work caused a lot of controversy, some considered him a freethinker and a reveler, others saw him as a deep thinker. To date, Omar Khayyam is recognized as the most talented author of the rubaiyat, and his work undoubtedly deserves attention.
Isn't it funny to save a penny for a whole century,
If a eternal life still not buy?
This life was given to you, my dear, for a while, -
Try not to miss the time!
Life is to be valued.
Be easy on people. Do you want to be wiser -
Do not hurt with your wisdom.
Clever is not wise.
You say this life is just a moment.
Appreciate it, draw inspiration from it.
As you spend it, so it will pass,
Don't forget: she is your creation.
Life is given one, and it must be loved.
The one who is discouraged dies prematurely.
As long as you believe in yourself, as long as you live.
To live life wisely, you need to know a lot,
Two important rules remember to start:
You'd rather starve than eat anything
And it's better to be alone than with just anyone.
In life, you need to understand, and not act by inertia.
About love
A plucked flower must be presented, a poem begun must be completed, and the beloved woman must be happy, otherwise it was not worth taking on something that is beyond your power.
If you are not confident in your abilities, it is better not to take it.
Like the sun, it burns without burning, love.
Like a bird of heavenly paradise - love.
But not yet love - nightingale groans.
Do not moan, dying of love - love!
Love is like a flame that warms souls.
Know main source being is love.
The meaning of life is the one who loves.
In this world, love is the decoration of people,
To be deprived of love is to be without friends.
The one whose heart did not cling to the drink of love,
He is an ass, even though he does not wear donkey ears!
Not to love means not to live, but to exist.
In a loved one, even flaws are liked, and in an unloved person, even virtues annoy.
With unloved person happiness cannot be found.
You can seduce a man who has a wife, you can seduce a man who has a mistress, but you cannot seduce a man who has a beloved woman!
Being a wife and a beloved woman is not always the same thing.
About friendship
If you do not share in time with a friend -
All your fortune will go to the enemy.
For a friend, nothing can be regretted.
Have smaller friends, do not expand their circle.
And remember: it is better to have a close, distant friend.
The less common affairs, the more trust.
A true friend is a person who will tell you everything that he thinks about you, and tell everyone that you are a wonderful person.
But in life it's quite the opposite.
Hurt a friend - you make an enemy,
Embrace the enemy - you will find a friend.
The main thing is not to confuse.
The most witty
If a vile medicine pours you - pour it out!
If a wise man pours you poison, take it!
The wise must be listened to.
It is better to gnaw bones than to be seduced by sweets
At the table of the bastards who have power.
Do not give in to temptation, power is a vile thing.
Those who did not seek the path are unlikely to be shown the path -
Knock and the door to destiny will open!
Who seeks will always find!
One does not understand what roses smell like ...
Another of the bitter herbs will produce honey ...
Give someone a trifle, forever remember ...
You will give your life to someone, but he will not understand ...
Everyone is different, there is no doubt about it.
The work of Omar Khayyam is filled with meanings. All the sayings of the great thinker and poet make you think and rethink life.
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Without hops and smiles - what kind of life?
Without the sweet sounds of the flute - what kind of life?
Everything you see in the sun costs little.
But at the feast in the lights, life is also bright!
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One refrain from my Wisdom:
“Life is short, so give it free rein!
It's smart to cut trees
But cutting yourself off is much more stupid!
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Live, fool!.. Spend while rich!
After all, you yourself are not a precious treasure.
And do not dream - thieves will not conspire
Pull you back from the coffin!
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Are you rewarded? Forget it.
Are the days slipping by? Forget it.
Careless Wind: in the eternal Book of Life
I might have moved the wrong page ...
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What is there, behind the dilapidated curtain of Darkness
Minds are confused in divination.
When the curtain falls with a crash,
Let's see how wrong we were.
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I would compare the world to a chessboard:
That day, then night ... And the pawns? - we are with you.
Move, squeeze - and beat.
And put into a dark box to rest.
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The world can be compared with a skewbald nag,
And this rider - who can he be?
"Neither day nor night - he does not believe in anything!"
Where does he get the strength to live?
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Youth rushed away - a runaway spring -
To the underworld in the halo of sleep,
Like a miracle bird, with gentle deceit,
Curled, shone here - and is not visible ...
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Dream dust! They have no place in the world.
And even if a young delirium came true?
What if snow fell in a sultry desert?
An hour or two of rays - and there is no snow!
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“The world piles up such mountains of evil!
Their eternal oppression over the heart is so heavy!”
But if you tore them up! How many wonderful
Shining diamonds you would find!
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Life passes - a flying caravan.
The halt is not long ... Is the glass full?
Beauty, come to me! Lower the curtain
Above the sleepy happiness dormant fog.
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In one young temptation - feel everything!
In one string tune - listen to everything!
Do not go into the dark distances:
Live in a short bright strip.
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Good and evil are at enmity: the world is on fire.
But what about the sky? The sky is away.
Curses and furious hymns
They do not reach the blue height.
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On the sparkle of days, clutched in the hand,
You can't buy Secrets somewhere far away.
And here - and a lie a hair's breadth from the Truth,
And your life is in the balance.
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Instantly He is visible, more often hidden.
We are watching our lives closely.
God spends eternity with our drama!
He composes, puts and looks.
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Although my camp is slimmer than a poplar,
Although the cheeks are a fiery tulip,
But why is the artist wayward
Introduced my shadow into your motley booth?
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The ascetics were exhausted from thoughts.
And the same secrets dry the wise mind.
We ignoramuses - fresh grape juice,
And for them, the great ones, dried raisins!
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What is heavenly bliss to me - "later"?
Please now, cash, wine...
I don't believe in loans! And what glory to me:
Under the very ear - drum thunder ?!
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Wine is not only a friend. Wine is a sage:
With him, disagreements, heresies - the end!
Wine - alchemist: transforms at once
Life lead into golden dust.
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As before a bright, royal leader,
As in front of a scarlet, fiery sword -
Shadows and fears black infection -
Horde of enemies, run before the wine!
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Guilt! - I don't ask for anything else.
Love! - I don't ask for anything else.
"Will heaven grant you forgiveness?"
They don't offer, I don't ask.
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You are drunk - and rejoice, Khayyam!
You won - and rejoice. Khayyam!
Nothing will come - it will finish these nonsense ...
You are still alive - and rejoice, Khayyam.
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There is much wisdom in the words of the Quran,
But wine teaches the same wisdom.
On each cup is a life prescription:
"Close your lips - and you will see the bottom!"
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I am at the wine - like a willow at the stream:
A foamy stream waters my root.
So God judged! Was he thinking of anything?
And stop drinking, I would let him down!
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Shine diadem, silk turban,
I will give everything - and your power, Sultan,
I'll give the saint with a rosary in addition
For the sounds of the flute and ... another glass!
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In learning, there is no meaning, no boundaries.
Reveals more secret lashes.
Drink! The Book of Life will end sadly.
Decorate the flickering borders with wine!
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All the kingdoms of the world for a glass of wine!
All the wisdom of books - for the sharpness of wine!
All honors - for the shine and wine velvet!
All the music - for the gurgling of wine!
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The ashes of the sages are sad, my young friend.
Their lives are scattered, my young friend.
“But we hear their proud lessons!”
And this is the wind of words, my young friend.
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I eagerly inhaled all the aromas,
I drank all the rays. And he wanted all women.
What is life? - The stream of the earth flashed in the sun
And somewhere in the black crack disappeared.
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Prepare wine for wounded love!
Nutmeg and scarlet, like blood.
Fill the fire, sleepless, hidden,
And entangle your soul in stringed silk again.
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That is not love, who is not tormented by violence,
In that twigs of damp smoke.
Love is a bonfire, blazing, sleepless...
The lover is wounded. He is incurable!
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To reach her cheeks - delicate roses?
First, in the heart of a thousand splinters!
So the comb: cut into small teeth,
To swim sweeter in the luxury of hair!
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Until at least the wind has carried away the sparks, -
Ignite it with the joy of the vines!
While at least the shadow remained the same strength, -
Unravel the knots of fragrant braids!
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You are a warrior with a net: catch hearts!
A jug of wine - and in the shade of a tree.
The brook sings: “You will die and become clay.
For a short time the lunar brilliance of the face is given.
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"Don't drink, Khayyam!" Well, how can I explain to them
That in the dark I do not agree to live!
And the sparkle of wine and the gaze of the sly sweet -
Here are two brilliant reasons to drink!
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They tell me: “Khayyam, don’t drink wine!”
But what about? Only the drunk can hear
The speech of the hyacinth is gentle to the tulip,
Which she doesn't tell me!
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Cheer up!.. Don't catch a stream in captivity?
But caresses a runaway jet!
Is there no constancy in women and in life?
But it's your turn!
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Love in the beginning is always affectionate.
In the memories - always affectionate.
And love - pain! And with greed each other
We torment and torment - always.
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Rosehip scarlet gentle? You are more tender.
Chinese idol is lush? You are more magnificent.
Is the chess king weak before the queen?
But I, a fool, am weaker in front of you!
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Love we bring life - the last gift?
A blow is close to the heart.
But even a moment before death - give lips,
Oh, sweet cup of gentle charms!
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“Our world is an alley of young roses,
Chorus of nightingales and chatter of dragonflies.
And in autumn? "Silence and stars,
And the darkness of your fluffy hair ... "
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“Elements - four. Feelings like five
And a hundred riddles. Is it worth counting?
Play the lute, the lute's voice is sweet:
In it the wind of life is a master of intoxication...
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In a heavenly goblet - hops of air roses.
Break the glass of conceited petty dreams!
Why anxiety, honors, dreams?
The ringing of quiet strings ... and the delicate silk of hair ...
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You are not the only one unhappy. Don't be angry
Heaven's perseverance. Renew your strength
On a young chest, elastically tender ...
Find delight. And don't look for love.
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I'm young again. scarlet wine,
Give joy to the soul! And at the same time
Give bitterness and tart, and fragrant ...
Life is bitter and drunken wine!
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Today is an orgy - with my wife,
Barren daughter of Wisdom empty,
I divorce! Friends and I'm delighted
And I'm marrying a simple daughter of vines ...
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Did not see Venus and the Moon
Earthy shine is sweeter than wine.
Sell wine? Though gold and weighty, -
The mistake of poor sellers is clear.
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The huge ruby of the sun shone
In my fault: dawn! Take sandalwood:
One piece - make a melodious lute,
Another - light it so that the world is fragrant.
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“A weak man is an unfaithful slave of fate,
Exposed, I am a shameless slave!”
Especially in love. I myself, I am the first
Always unfaithful and weak to many.
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The dark hoop of days has bound our hands -
Days without wine, without thoughts about her ...
Stingy time and charges for them
The whole price of full, real days!
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On the secret of life - where would even a hint?
In night wanderings - where is even a light?
Under the wheel, in unquenchable torture
Souls are burning. Where is the smoke?
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How good the world is, how fresh the fire of the dennitsa is!
And there is no Creator before whom to prostrate.
But roses cling, lips beckon with delight ...
Don't touch the lute: we'll listen to the birds.
* * *
Feast! Again, tune in.
What to run forward or backward! -
At the festival of freedom, the mind is small:
He is our prison everyday dressing gown.
* * *
Empty happiness is an upstart, not a friend!
Here with young wine - I'm an old friend!
I like to stroke the noble cup:
It boils with blood. It feels like a friend.
* * *
There lived a drunkard. Wine jugs seven
It got into it. So it seemed to everyone.
And he himself was - an empty jug of clay ...
The other day it crashed ... To smithereens! At all!
* * *
Days are waves of rivers in minute silver,
Desert sand in a melting game.
Live today. And Yesterday and Tomorrow
Not so needed in the earthly calendar.
* * *
What an eerie starry night! I'm not myself.
Trembling, lost in the abyss of the world.
And the stars in violent dizziness
They rush past, into eternity, along a curve ...
* * *
Autumn rain sowed drops in the garden.
Flowers have come up. They burn and burn.
But sprinkle scarlet hops into a bowl of lilies -
Like blue smoke magnolia fragrance...
* * *
I am old. My love for you is dope.
In the morning I am drunk with date wine.
Where is the rose of days? Brutally plucked.
I am humiliated by love, drunk with life!
* * *
What is life? Bazaar... Don't look for a friend there.
What is life? A bruise... Do not look for medicines.
Don't change yourself. Smile people.
But do not look for smiles in people.
* * *
From the neck of a jug on the table
Sheds the blood of wine. And all in her warmth:
Truthfulness, affection, devoted friendship -
The only friendship on earth!
* * *
Less friends! The very day by day
Carcasses empty sparks of fire.
And you shake your hand - always think silently:
“Oh, they will wave it at me! ..”
* * *
“In honor of the sun - a cup, our scarlet tulip!
In honor of the scarlet lips - and he is drunk with love!
Feast, merry! Life is a heavy fist:
Everyone will be knocked over dead in the fog.
* * *
The rose laughed: “Dear breeze
Tore off my silk, opened my purse,
And the whole treasury of golden stamens,
Look, he freely threw it on the sand.
* * *
Anger of a rose: "How, me - the queen of roses -
Take the merchant and the heat of fragrant tears
From the heart will burn with evil pain ?! Secret!..
Sing, nightingale! Day of laughter - years of tears.
* * *
I started a bed of Wisdom in the garden.
I cherished it, watered it - and I'm waiting ...
The harvest is coming, and from the garden a voice:
"The rain came and the breeze will leave."
* * *
I ask: “What did I have?
What lies ahead?.. Tossed about, raged...
And you will become dust, and people will say:
"The fire is short somewhere blazed."
* * *
- What is a song, cups, caresses without warmth? -
“Toys, rubbish from the children's corner.
– And what about prayers, deeds and sacrifices?
- Burnt and decrepit ash.
* * *
Night. Night around. Throw it out, stir it up!
Prison! .. All of it, your first kiss,
Adam and Eve: gave us life and bitterness,
It was a wicked and predatory kiss.
* * *
- How the rooster crowed at dawn!
- He saw clearly: the fire of the stars went out.
And the night, like your life, was in vain.
And you overslept. And you don't know - deaf.
* * *
The fish said: “Will we swim soon?
It’s terribly cramped in the canal.”
“This is how they will roast us,” said the duck, “
So it doesn’t matter: at least the sea be around!”
* * *
“From end to end, we are on our way to death.
We cannot turn back from the edge of death.”
Look: in the local caravanserai
Don't forget your love!
* * *
“I have been to the very bottom of the depths.
Flew to Saturn. There are no such twists
Such networks that I could not unravel ... "
There is! Dark knot of death. He is alone!
* * *
“Death will appear and mow down in reality,
Silent days withered grass ... "
Blind a jar from my ashes:
I will refresh myself with wine - and I will come to life.
* * *
Potter. All around on a market day they make noise ...
He tramples the clay, all day long.
And she babbles in a fading voice:
"Brother, have pity, come to your senses - you are my brother! .."
* * *
Agitate a vessel of clay with moisture:
Hear the babble of lips, not just jets.
Whose ashes are these? I kiss the edge - and shuddered:
It felt like a kiss was given to me.
* * *
There is no potter. I am alone in the workshop.
Two thousand jugs are in front of me.
And they whisper: "Let's stand before a stranger
For a moment, a crowd of people discharged.
* * *
Who was this delicate vase?
Respirator! Sad and light.
And the vase handles? flexible hand
She, as before, wrapped her neck around.
* * *
What is the scarlet poppy? Blood spurted out
From the wounds of the Sultan, taken by the earth.
And in the hyacinth - made its way out of the ground
And the young curl curled again.
* * *
A flower trembles above the mirror of the stream;
It contains female ashes: a familiar stalk.
Don't forget the greenery of the coastal tulips:
And in them - a gentle blush and reproach ...
* * *
The dawns shone for people - and before us!
The stars flowed in an arc - and to us!
In a lump of gray dust, under the foot
You crushed a shining young eye.
* * *
It's getting light. Late lights go out.
Hopes flared up. So always, all days!
And the candles will light up again, the candles will be lit,
And the late fires go out in the heart.
* * *
Involve Love in a secret conspiracy!
Embrace the whole world, raise Love to you,
So that, having fallen from a height, the world is broken,
So that he rises from the wreckage as the best again!
* * *
God is in the veins of days. Entire life -
His game. Of mercury it is living silver.
It will shine with the moon, it will turn silver with a fish ...
He is all flexible, and death is His play.
* * *
A drop said goodbye to the sea - all in tears!
The Sea laughed freely - all in the rays!
"Fly up to the sky, fall to the ground, -
There is only one end: again - in my waves.
* * *
Doubt, faith, the ardor of living passions -
Air bubble game:
That one flashed a rainbow, and this one is gray ...
And everyone will be scattered! This is the life of the people.
* * *
One - trusts the running days,
The other is for vague tomorrow's dreams,
And the muezzin speaks from the tower of darkness:
“Fools! The reward is not here, and not there!
* * *
Imagine yourself a pillar of science,
Try to drive in to get hooked, hook
In the failures of two abysses - Yesterday and Tomorrow ...
Better yet, drink! Do not waste empty attempts.
* * *
The halo of scientists also attracted me.
I listened to them from a young age, led disputes,
I sat with them ... But by the same door
I went out, which I entered.
* * *
Mysterious miracle: "You are in me."
It is given in the darkness, like a light, to me.
I wander after him and always stumble:
Our very blind "You are in me."
* * *
It was as if a key had been found in the door.
As if there was a bright ray in the fog.
About “I” and “You” there was a revelation ...
Instant darkness! And the key has sunk into the abyss!
* * *
How! Gold merit to pay for rubbish -
For this life? An agreement was made
The debtor is deceived, weak ... And they will drag him to court
No talking. Smart lender!
* * *
Someone else's cooking to inhale the world's fumes?!
Putting a hundred patches on the gaps of life?!
Pay losses on the accounts of the Universe?!
- Not! I'm not so diligent and rich!
* * *
First, they gave me life without asking.
Then - the discrepancy in feelings began.
Now they are chasing me out... I'll leave! I agree!
But the intention is unclear: where is the connection?
* * *
Traps, holes in my path.
God placed them. And he told me to go.
And he foresaw everything. And left me.
And the one who did not want to save judges!
* * *
Filling life with the temptation of bright days,
Filling the soul with the flame of passions,
The god of renunciation demands: here is the cup -
It is full: bend down - and do not spill!
* * *
You put our heart in a dirty lump.
You let an insidious snake into paradise.
And to the man - Are you the accuser?
Please ask him to forgive you!
* * *
You flew, Lord, like a hurricane:
I threw a handful of dust into my mouth, my glass
Turned over and spilled priceless hops ...
Which one of us is drunk today?
* * *
I superstitiously loved idols.
But they lie. No one is strong enough...
I sold a good name for a song
And drowned glory in a small mug.
* * *
Execute, and prepare the soul of Eternity,
Give vows, reject love.
And there is spring! He will come and take out roses.
And the cloak of repentance is torn again!
* * *
All the joys you desire - pluck!
Wider Cup Happiness Substitute!
Heaven will not appreciate your hardships.
So pour, wine, songs, over the edge!
* * *
Monasteries, mosques, synagogues
And God saw a lot of cowards in them.
But not in hearts liberated by the sun
Bad seeds: slave anxiety.
* * *
I enter the mosque. The hour is late and deaf.
I am not in a thirst for a miracle and not with a plea:
Once upon a time I pulled the rug from here,
And he was worn out. We need another...
* * *
Be a freethinker! Remember our vow:
"A saint is narrow, a hypocrite is cruel."
Khayyam's sermon sounds stubbornly:
“Robbery, but be wide in heart!”
* * *
The soul is light with wine! Bring her tribute:
The pitcher is round-voiced. And coinage
Cup with love: to shine in it
And reflected the golden edge.
* * *
In wine I see the scarlet spirit of fire
And the glitter of needles. Cup for me
Crystal is a living fragment of the sky.
