Omar Khayyam

Omar Khayyam
The world above adds nothing but pain

                 it doesn't give before it takes again.


If the unborn world had ways to know how this world makes mortals suffer so ...

                 no others would come to earth again.



The heavenly spheres which in this domain reside,

                 Have bewildered the wise, thinking far and wide;


Behold and don't lose the trail of wisdom,


                 For the price of wisdom is to reel to every side.



Said one among them -- "Surely not in vain

                  My substance of the common Earth was ta'en


And to this Figure, molded, to be broke,


                  Or trampled back to shapeless Earth again."



Although I have a handsome face and colour,

                  Cheek like the tulips, form like the cypress,


It is not clear why the Eternal Painter


                   Thus tricked me out for the dusty show-booth of earth.



When Yesterday is vanished in the past,

                    And Morrow lingers in the future vast,


To neither give a thought but prize the hour;


                    For that is all you have and Time flies fast.



Each particle of earth on ground you see

                    A beauty proud like Venus once was she


Ah, gently wipe the dust from Loveling's face


                    That, too, was once a beauty fair and free




A vase there is that Wisdom does adore,

                    And imprints on its cheeks kisses galore;


Behold the Master Potter of the World


                    Such a vase He makes then breaks it on the floor!






In the warehouse of the potters last night

                      two thousand pots spoke out their silence...


this one to that one swelling and seething:


                      'Where 's potter, buyer -- and where's the seller?'





Life is passing as fast as possible

                      Pay attention to the times which is being passed with jollity


Hey cupbearer, Why are you mourning about the future of your opponents?


                      Take the glass of the wine before night being passed








Hey god, you have broken my ewer of wine

                      You have forbidden me from jollity


I am drinking but you look such a bad drunk one

                       God forbid, dude, are you drunk?







Nothing special happens for the universe during my life in the world

                        And the universe never got more refulgent at my leaving time


And even my two ears heard nothing from anyone


                        That these coming and leaving is for what?!








There is a cow in sky called Parvin

                         Another cow is hidden under the ground


Open your eyes certainly


                         See some fool ones between these two cows





In all of ones who have left the world

                         Who has been returned yet to disclose the secret?

Be aware of not to leave something on this dilemma for your needs

                          Because you will never return again