1Cademy - حکایت عاشقی که خفته بود و معشوق بر او عیب گرفت / The Tale of the Lover Who Slept and the Beloved Reprimanded Him

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حکایت عاشقی که خفته بود و معشوق بر او عیب گرفت / The Tale of the Lover Who Slept and the Beloved Reprimanded Him

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عاشقی از فرط عشق آشفته بود
بر سر خاکی بزاری خفته بود

رفت معشوقش به بالینش فراز
دید او را خفته وز خود رفته باز

رقعه ای بنبشت چست و لایق او
بست آن بر آستین عاشق او

عاشقش از خواب چون بیدار شد
رقعه برخواند و برو خون بار شد

این نوشته بود کای مرد خموش
خیز اگر بازارگانی سیم کوش

ور تو مرد زاهدی، شب زنده باش
بندگی کن تا به روز و بنده باش

ور تو هستی مرد عاشق، شرم دار
خواب را با دیدهٔ عاشق چه کار

مرد عاشق باد پیماید به روز
شب همه مهتاب پیماید ز سوز

چون تو نه اینی نه آن، ای بی فروغ
می مزن در عشق ما لاف دروغ

گر بخفتد عاشقی جز در کفن
عاشقش گویم، ولی بر خویشتن

چون تو در عشق از سر جهل آمدی
خواب خوش بادت که نااهل آمدی

English translation

A lover was distraught from the excess of love, Sleeping miserably upon the dust. His beloved came right up to his pillow, And saw him sleeping, once again senseless. She wrote a note, quick and fitting for him, And tied it to her lover's sleeve. When the lover awoke from sleep, He read the note, and wept tears of blood. It was written: 'O silent man, Arise, if you are a merchant, strive for silver. Or if you are a devout ascetic, keep vigil at night, Serve until dawn, and be a true servant. And if you are a lover, have some shame; What does sleep have to do with the eyes of a lover? A lover measures the wind by day, And at night, he measures the moonlight in burning grief. Since you are neither this nor that, O lusterless one, Do not make false boasts of your love for us. If a lover sleeps anywhere but in a shroud, I would call him a lover, but only of himself. Since you have approached love out of ignorance, May you sleep well, for you are unworthy!'

Updated 2026-07-02

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