The rubai (quatrains) of Omar Khayyam about love have reached us over time, as they still carry a deep meaning. And even in our modern world they remain relevant. Love for life, for women and men - in many poems of the great poet, philosopher and scientist - is the main side of his life. At first it seems that many lines are simply permeated with pessimism. But if you read it carefully, you can see the poet’s fiery soul and his love for life and people.
We have selected the best poems by Omar Khayyam about love and life, about love for a man, woman, girl.
Timeless quotes about love by Omar Khayyam
Many centuries have passed, and rubai 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 quite 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, thereby going far ahead of his time.
Seeing the statuses taken from the work of the great Azerbaijani philosopher, one can perceive a certain pessimistic mood, but by deeply analyzing the words, as well as phrases, the hidden subtext of the quote is captured, one can see the ardent, deep love for life. Just a few lines can convey a clear protest against the imperfections of the world around us, thus, statuses can indicate the life position of the person who posted them.
Poems by the 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 the wisdom of centuries; they so subtly trace thoughts about the meaning of life, the purpose of man on Earth.
Rubai were first published back in 1859 in England. In just a few months, books with Khayyam’s quatrains gained enormous popularity and soon became a bibliographic rarity.
Omar Khayyam’s book “Rubai of Love” is a capacious combination of wisdom, slyness, and sophisticated humor. In many quatrains you 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 not without reason. The ancient thinker masterfully polished each line of the quatrain, like a skilled jeweler polishing the edges of a precious stone. But how do lofty words about fidelity and feelings for a woman combine with lines about wine, since the Koran at that time strictly forbade the consumption of wine?
In the poems of Omar Khayyam, the drinking person was a kind of symbol of freedom; in the rubai, a departure from the established framework - religious canons - is clearly visible. The thinker’s lines about life carry subtle subtext, which is why wise quotes and phrases are still relevant today.
Omar Khayyam did not take his poetry seriously; most likely, rubai were written for the soul, allowing him to take a little break from scientific work and look at life philosophically. Quotes, as well as phrases from the rubaiyat, talking about love, have turned into aphorisms, catchphrases and, after many centuries, continue to live, as evidenced by statuses on social networks. But the poet did not at all crave such fame, because his vocation was the exact sciences: astronomy and mathematics.
In the hidden meaning of the poetic lines of the Tajik-Persian poet, a person is considered the highest value; the main purpose of being in this world, in his opinion, is to find 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 succinct quotes and phrases from his works.
Wise lines, which over time turned into popular sayings, advise both men and women to find the love of their lives, look into their inner world, look for a light invisible to others, and thus understand the meaning of their existence on Earth.
A person's wealth is his spiritual world. Wise thoughts, quotes, and phrases of the philosopher do not age over the centuries, but rather are filled with new meaning, which is why they are often used as social network statuses.
Rubaiyat about life and loveText
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Without hops and smiles - what kind of life?
Without the sweet sounds of a flute, what is life?
Everything you see in the sun is worth little.
But at the feast, life is bright and bright!
* * *
One refrain from my Wisdom:
“Life is short, so give it free rein!
It's smart to trim trees,
But cutting yourself off is much stupider!”
* * *
Live, madman!.. Spend while you're rich!
After all, you yourself are not a precious treasure.
And don’t dream - thieves won’t agree
Get you back out of the coffin!
* * *
Have you been passed over for a reward? Forget it.
Are the days rushing by? Forget it.
The Wind is careless: in the eternal Book of Life
I could have moved the wrong page...
* * *
What's there behind the shabby curtain of Darkness?
Minds are confused in fortune-telling.
When the curtain falls with a crash,
We will all see how wrong we were.
* * *
I would compare the world to a chessboard:
Now it’s day, now it’s night... And the pawns? - we are with you.
They move you, press you, and beat you.
And they put it in a dark box to rest.
* * *
The world could be compared to a piebald nag,
And this horseman - who could he be?
“Neither day nor night, he doesn’t believe in anything!” —
Where does he get the strength to live?
* * *
Youth has sped away - a fugitive spring -
To the underground kingdoms in the halo of sleep,
Like a miracle bird, with gentle cunning,
It curled and shone here - and is not visible...
* * *
Dreams are dust! There is no place for them in the world.
And even if the youthful delirium had come true?
What if it snowed in the hot desert?
An hour or two of rays - and there is no snow!
* * *
“The world is piling up such mountains of evil!
Their eternal oppression over the heart is so heavy!”
But if only you could dig them up! How many wonderful
You would find shining diamonds!
* * *
Life passes by like a flying caravan.
The halt is short... Is the glass full?
Beauty, come to me! Will lower the curtain
There is a dormant fog above the sleepy happiness.
* * *
In one young temptation - feel everything!
In one string melody - listen to everything!
Don't go into the darkening distances:
Live in a short bright streak.
* * *
Good and evil are at war: the world is on fire.
What about the sky? The sky is to the side.
Curses and furious hymns
They don’t reach the blue heights.
* * *
On the sparkle of days, clutched in your hand,
You can't buy Secrets somewhere far away.
And here - a lie is a hair's breadth from the Truth,
And your life is on the line.
* * *
In moments He is visible, more often he is hidden.
He keeps a close eye on our lives.
God whiles away eternity with our drama!
He composes, directs and watches.
* * *
Although my figure is slimmer than a poplar,
Although the cheeks are a fiery tulip,
But why is the artist wayward?
Did you bring my shadow into your motley booth?
* * *
The devotees were exhausted from thoughts.
And the same secrets dry out the wise mind.
For us ignoramuses, fresh grape juice,
And for them, the great ones, dried raisins!
* * *
What do I care about the bliss of heaven - “later”?
I ask now, cash, wine...
I don’t believe in credit! And what do I need Glory for:
Right under your ear – drumming thunder?!
* * *
Wine is not only a friend. Wine is a sage:
With him, the misunderstandings and heresies are over!
Wine is an alchemist: transforms at once
Life's lead into golden dust.
* * *
As before the bright, royal leader,
Like before a scarlet, fiery sword -
Black infection of shadows and fears -
A horde of enemies is running before the wine!
* * *
Guilt! “I don’t ask for anything else.”
Love! “I don’t ask for anything else.”
“Will heaven give you forgiveness?”
They don’t offer, I don’t ask.
* * *
You are drunk - and rejoice, Khayyam!
You won - and rejoice. Khayyam!
Nothing will come and put an end to these nonsense...
You are still alive - and rejoice, Khayyam.
* * *
There is a lot of wisdom in the words of the Koran,
But wine teaches the same wisdom.
On each cup there is a life inscription:
“Put your mouth on it and you will see the bottom!”
* * *
I am near the wine like a willow near a stream:
A foamy stream waters my root.
So God judged! Was he thinking about anything?
And if I had stopped drinking, I would have let him down!
* * *
The shine of the tiara, the silk turban,
I will give everything - and your power, Sultan,
I'll give the saint with a rosary to boot
For the sounds of the flute and... another glass!
* * *
In scholarship there is no meaning, no boundaries.
Will reveal more of the secret flutter of eyelashes.
Drink! The Book of Life will end sadly.
Decorate the flickering borders with wine!
* * *
All the kingdoms of the world - for a glass of wine!
All the wisdom of books - for the pungency of wine!
All honors - for the shine and velvet of wine!
All the music is for the gurgling of wine!
* * *
The ashes of the sages are sad, my young friend.
Their lives are scattered, my young friend.
“But their proud lessons resonate with us!”
And this is the wind of words, my young friend.
* * *
I greedily inhaled all the aromas,
Drank all the rays. And he wanted all the women.
What's life? - The earthly stream flashed in the sun
And somewhere in a black crack he disappeared.
* * *
Prepare wine for wounded love!
Muscat and scarlet, like blood.
Flood the fire, sleepless, hidden,
And entangle your soul in string silk again.
* * *
There is no love in those who are not tormented by violence,
There is damp smoke in that twig.
Love is a bonfire, blazing, sleepless...
The lover is wounded. He is incurable!
* * *
To reach her cheeks - tender roses?
First there are thousands of splinters in the heart!
So the comb: they will cut it into small teeth,
May you float sweeter in the luxury of your hair!
* * *
Until the wind carries away even a spark,
Inflame her with the joy of the vines!
While at least the shadow remains of the same strength, -
Unravel the knots of your fragrant braids!
* * *
You are a warrior with a net: catch hearts!
A jug of wine - and into the shade of a tree.
The stream sings: “You will die and become clay.
The lunar shine of the face is given for a short time.”
* * *
“Don’t drink, Khayyam!” Well, how can I explain to them?
That I don’t agree to live in the dark!
And the shine of the wine and the wicked gaze of the sweet one -
Here are two brilliant reasons to drink!
* * *
They tell me: “Khayyam, don’t drink wine!”
But what should we do? Only a drunk can hear
The hyacinth's tender speech to the tulip,
Which she doesn't tell me!
* * *
Have fun!.. Can't catch a stream in captivity?
But the running stream caresses!
Is there no consistency in women and in life?
But it’s your turn!
* * *
Love at the beginning is always tender.
In my memories, she is always affectionate.
And if you love, it’s pain! And with greed for each other
We torment and torment – always.
* * *
Is scarlet rosehip tender? You are more tender.
Is the Chinese idol curvy? You are more magnificent.
Is the chess king weak in front of the queen?
But I, fool, am weaker in front of you!
* * *
We bring life to love - the last gift?
The blow is placed close to the heart.
But even a moment before death - give me your lips,
O sweet cup of tender enchantment!
* * *
“Our world is an alley of young roses,
Chorus of nightingales and chatter of dragonflies.”
And in the fall? "Silence and stars,
And the darkness of your fluffy hair..."
* * *
“There are four elements. It’s like there are five feelings,
And a hundred riddles." Is it worth counting?
Play the lute, the lute’s voice is sweet:
In him the wind of life is a master of intoxication...
* * *
In the heavenly cup there is the hop of airy roses.
Break the glass of vain petty dreams!
Why worries, honors, dreams?
The sound of quiet strings... and the delicate silk of hair...
* * *
You're not the only one unhappy. Don't be angry
By the tenacity of Heaven. Renew your strength
On a young breast, elastically tender...
You will find delight. And don't look for love.
* * *
I'm young again. Scarlet wine,
Give joy to your soul! And at the same time
Give bitterness both tart and fragrant. .
Life is a bitter and drunken wine!
* * *
Today is an orgy - with my wife,
The barren daughter of empty Wisdom,
I divorce! Friends, I'm delighted too
And I will marry the daughter of a simple vine...
* * *
Venus and the Moon have not seen
The earthly shine is sweeter than wine.
Sell wine? Even though gold is weighty,
The mistake of poor sellers is clear.
* * *
The huge ruby of the sun shone
In my wine: dawn! Take sandalwood:
Make one piece like a melodious lute,
The other one is to light it so that the world smells fragrant.
* * *
“A weak man is an unfaithful slave of fate,
I am exposed, a shameless slave!”
Especially in love. I myself, I am the first
Always unfaithful and weak towards many.
* * *
The dark hoop of days has bound our hands -
Days without wine, without thoughts about her...
Stingy with time and charges for them
The entire price of full, real days!
* * *
Where is there even a hint of the mystery of life?
In your night wanderings - where is there even a light?
Under the wheel, in unquenchable torture
Souls are burning. Where's the smoke?
* * *
How good the world is, how fresh the fire of the morning stars!
And there is no Creator before whom to prostrate.
But the roses cling, the lips beckon with delight...
Don't touch the lutes: we'll listen to the birds.
* * *
Feast! You'll get back on track again.
Why run forward or backward! —
At the festival of freedom the mind is small:
He is our prison everyday robe.
* * *
Empty happiness is an upstart, not a friend!
With new wine, I’m an old friend!
I love to stroke the noble cup:
His blood is boiling. He feels like a friend.
* * *
There lived a drunkard. Seven jugs of wine
It fit into it. It seemed so to everyone.
And he himself was an empty clay jug...
The other day I crashed... To pieces! At all!
* * *
Days are river waves in minute silver,
Desert sand in a melting game.
Live today. And Yesterday and Tomorrow
Not so needed in the earthly calendar.
* * *
How eerie on a starry night! Not myself.
You are trembling, lost in the abyss of the world.
And the stars are in a violent dizziness
They rush past, into eternity, along a curve...
* * *
Autumn rain sowed drops in the garden.
The flowers have come up. They dapple and burn.
But sprinkle scarlet hops into the cup of lilies -
Like blue smoke magnolia aroma...
* * *
I am old. My love for you is intoxication.
I'm drunk with date wine this morning.
Where is the rose of days? Cruelly plucked.
I am humiliated by love, drunk with life!
* * *
What's life? Bazaar... Don't look for a friend there.
What's life? Bruise... Don't look for medicine.
Don't change yourself. Smile at people.
But don’t look for people’s smiles.
* * *
From the neck of a jug on the table
Wine is bleeding. And everything is in her warmth:
Truthfulness, affection, devoted friendship -
The only friendship on earth!
* * *
Fewer friends! Same day by day
Extinguish empty sparks of fire.
And when you shake hands, always think silently:
“Oh, they’ll swing 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 thrown over dead into the fog.
* * *
The rose laughed: “Dear breeze
Tore off my silk, opened my wallet,
And the whole treasury of golden stamens,
Look, he freely threw it on the sand.”
* * *
The wrath of the rose: “How, me - the queen of roses -
The merchant will take the heat of fragrant tears
Will it burn you out of your heart with evil pain?!” Secret!..
Sing, nightingale! "A 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 approaching, and from the garden there is a voice:
“I came with the rain and I will go with the wind.”
* * *
I ask: “What did I have?
What's ahead?.. He was rushing about, raging...
And you will become dust, and people will say:
“A short fire broke out somewhere.”
* * *
What is a song, cups, caresses without warmth? —
Toys, trash from a children's corner.
What about prayers, deeds and sacrifices?
Burnt and decaying ash.
* * *
Night. Night is all around. Rip her up, excite her!
Prison!.. That's it, your first kiss,
Adam and Eve: gave us life and bitterness,
It was an angry and predatory kiss.
* * *
How the rooster crowed at dawn!
He saw clearly: the fire of the stars had gone out.
And the night, like your life, was in vain.
And you overslept. And you don’t know - you’re deaf.
* * *
The fish said: “Shall we swim soon?
It’s creepy in the ditch—it’s a cramped body of water.”
“That’s how they’ll fry us,” said the duck, “
It’s all the same: even if there’s sea all around!”
* * *
“From end to end we are on our way to death.
We cannot turn back from the brink of death.”
Look: in the local caravanserai
Don't accidentally forget your love!
* * *
“I have been to the very bottom of the depths.
Took off towards Saturn. There are no such sorrows
Such networks that I cannot unravel..."
Eat! Dark knot of death. He's alone!
* * *
“Death will appear and mow down in reality,
Silent days, withered grass..."
Make a jug from my ashes:
I will refresh myself with wine and come to life.
* * *
Potter. There is noise all around on market day...
He tramples clay all day long.
And she babbles in a faded voice:
“Brother, have pity, come to your senses - you are my brother!..”
* * *
Stir a clay vessel with moisture:
You will hear the babble of lips, not just streams.
Whose ashes are these? I kiss the edge and shudder:
It seemed like a kiss was given to me.
* * *
No potter. I'm alone in the workshop.
Two thousand jugs are in front of me.
And they whisper: “Let's present ourselves to a stranger
For a moment, a crowd of dressed-up people.”
* * *
Who was this tender vase?
A lover! Sad and bright.
What about the handles of the vase? With a flexible hand
She wrapped her arms around her neck, as before.
* * *
What's a scarlet poppy? Blood sprayed out
From the wounds of the Sultan, taken by the earth.
And in the hyacinth - it broke out from the ground
And the young lock curled again.
* * *
A flower trembles above the mirror of the stream;
It contains the ashes of a woman: a familiar stalk.
Do not forget the tulips of coastal greenery:
And in them there is a gentle blush and reproach...
* * *
The dawns shone for people - even before us!
The stars flowed like an arc - even to us!
In a lump of gray dust, under your foot
You crushed the shining young eye.
* * *
It's getting light. The late lights are going out.
Hopes were ignited. It’s always like this, all day!
And when it glows, the candles will be lit again,
And the late lights in the heart go out.
* * *
To involve Love in a secret conspiracy!
Hug the whole world, raise Love to you,
So that the world falls from a height and breaks,
So that he can rise again from the rubble as the best!
* * *
God is in the veins of days. All life is His game.
From mercury it is living silver.
It will sparkle with the moon, become silver with a fish...
He is all flexible, and death is His game.
* * *
The drop said goodbye to the sea - all in tears!
The Sea laughed freely - everything was in the rays!
“Fly to the sky, fall to the ground,”
There is only one end: again – in my waves.”
* * *
Doubt, faith, ardor of living passions -
Game of air bubbles:
That one flashed like a rainbow, and this one was gray...
And they will all fly away! This is people's lives.
* * *
One trusts the running days,
The other is for vague dreams of tomorrow,
And the muezzin speaks from the tower of darkness:
“Fools! The reward is not here, and not there!”
* * *
Imagine yourself as a pillar of science,
Try to drive in a hook to catch on.
Into the gaps of two abysses - Yesterday and Tomorrow...
Better yet, drink! Don't waste your efforts.
* * *
I was also attracted by the scientists' halo.
I listened to them from a young age, debated them,
I sat with them... But by the same door
I came out the same way I came in.
* * *
Mysterious miracle: “You are in me.”
It was given to me in the darkness like a torch.
I wander after him and always stumble:
Our very blind “You are in me.”
* * *
It was as if a key had been found for the door.
It was as if there was a bright ray in the fog.
There was a revelation about “I” and “You”...
A moment - darkness! And the key sank into the abyss!
* * *
How! With the gold of merit to pay for rubbish -
For this life? An agreement has been imposed
The debtor is deceived, weak... And they will drag him to court
No talking. Clever lender!
* * *
Inhale the world's fumes from someone else's cooking?!
Put a hundred patches on the holes in life?!
Pay losses on the accounts of the Universe?!
- No! I'm not that hard-working and rich!
* * *
Firstly, they gave me life without asking.
Then the discrepancy in feelings began.
Now they're driving me out... I'll leave! Agree!
But the intention is unclear: where is the connection?
* * *
Traps, pits on my way.
God arranged them. And he told me to go.
And he foresaw everything. And he 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,
God demands renunciation: here is the cup -
It’s full: bend it and don’t spill it!
* * *
You put our heart into a dirty lump.
Omar Khayyam - Best quotes, sayings!
“The wind of life is sometimes fierce. In general, life, however, is good And it’s not scary when the bread is black, It’s scary when the soul is black.” Omar Khayyam
“Never go back. There is no point in going back anymore. Even if there are the same eyes in which thoughts were drowning. Even if you are drawn to where everything was so nice, don’t ever go there, forget forever what happened. The same people live in the past that they always promised to love. If you remember this, forget it, don’t ever go there. Don't trust them, they are strangers. After all, they once left you. They killed faith in their souls, in love, in people and in themselves. Live simply by what you live and even though life looks like hell, look only forward, never go back." Omar Khayyam
“Don’t count your friends against each other! Not your friend who is driven by curiosity, but the one who will happily share the takeoff with you. And whoever in trouble will hear your quiet cry" Omar Khayyam
“The eyes can speak. Scream with happiness or cry. With your eyes you can encourage, drive you crazy, make you cry. You can deceive with words, but with your eyes it is impossible. You can drown in your gaze if you look carelessly." Omar Khayyam
“It is better to fall into poverty, starve or steal, than to become one of the despicable dishevelers. It’s better to gnaw on bones than to be seduced by sweets At the table of scoundrels who have power.” Omar Khayyam
“Silence is a shield from many troubles, and chatter is always harmful. A man’s tongue is small, but how many lives has he broken” Omar Khayyam
"The lower man soul, the higher nose up. He reaches with his nose to where his soul has not matured.” Omar Khayyam
“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!” Omar Khayyam
“In order to live your life wisely, you need to know a lot. Remember two important rules to begin with: You are better off starving than eating random things, And it is better to be alone than with anyone.” Omar Khayyam
“Everything is bought and sold, And life openly laughs at us. We are indignant, we are indignant, But we are bought and sold" Omar Khayyam
“One won’t understand what roses smell like, Another will extract honey from bitter herbs. If you give someone a change, they will remember it forever; You will give your life to someone, but he won’t understand.” Omar Khayyam
“I have never been repulsed by a person’s poverty; it’s another matter if his soul and thoughts are poor!” Omar Khayyam
“Although this is not new, I will remind you again: In the face of both friend and enemy, You are the master of the unspoken word, And of the spoken word, you are the servant!” Omar Khayyam
“Isn’t it funny to save a penny all your life, If you still can’t buy eternal life? This life was given to you, my dear, for a while, Try not to miss the time!” Omar Khayyam
“Since your mind has not comprehended the eternal laws, it is ridiculous to worry about petty intrigues. Since God in heaven is invariably great - Be calm and cheerful, appreciate this moment! Omar Khayyam
“If you can, do not worry about the passing of time, Do not burden your soul with either the past or the future. Spend your treasures while you are alive; After all, you will still appear in the next world as poor!” Omar Khayyam
In this world, love is the adornment of people
The best love poems by Omar Khayyam
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In this world, love is the adornment of people; To be deprived of love is to be without friends. The one whose heart has not clung to the drink of love is a donkey, even though he does not wear donkey ears!
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Giving yourself does not mean selling. And sleeping next to each other does not mean sleeping with you. Not taking revenge does not mean forgiving everything. Not being around doesn’t mean not loving!
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There is no love in those who are not tormented by violence. In those damp twigs there is smoke. Love is a bonfire, blazing, sleepless... The lover is wounded. He is incurable!
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Enamored! In the sorrows of love, don’t call Heaven for help! It, believe my words, is more powerless in love than you yourself.
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You don’t push your horse on the road of love - You will fall exhausted by the end of the day. Do not curse the one who is tormented by love, You are unable to comprehend the heat of someone else's fire.
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Who is ugly, who is handsome - does not know passion, A madman in love agrees to go to hell. Lovers don't care what to wear, what to lay on the ground, what to put under their heads!
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Loving and being loved is happiness, you protect from simple bad weather. And having taken the reins of love together greedily in your hands, Never let go, even while living apart.
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Love at the beginning is always tender. In memories - always affectionate. And if you love, it’s pain! And with greed we torment and torment each other - always.
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Gradually, the time of boiling passion has passed - There are no jealous speeches and tragic poses, The time of quiet love, mature and real, Rarely gives bouquets of tulips and roses.
The time of quiet love is more of a concern, to catch it in the eyes, to understand it at a glance. After all, love is, oddly enough, a lot of work, If you value it and don’t want to lose it.
A time of quiet love is a reward for patience, For sleepless nights, for difficult days, You are with me, I am with You and there is no need for anything else, I won’t say anything about love, excuse me.
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The sun of the fiery horizon is love, The bird of happiness in the midst of the green thicket is love, No, love is not sobs, not tears, not the groan of a nightingale, When you die without a groan - this is love.
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When you leave for five minutes, do not forget to leave warmth in your palms, in the palms of those who are waiting for you, in the palms of those who remember you. Don't forget to look into your eyes, With a smile of timid and submissive hope. Along the way they will replace the images of Saints, even those unknown to you before. When you leave for five minutes, do not close the doors behind you - leave it to those who will understand, who will be able to believe in you. When you leave for five minutes, Do not be late to return on time, So that the palms of those who are waiting for you do not have time to open during this time.
Only those who are worse than us think badly of us, and those who are better than us... They simply have no time for us. Omar Khayyam
Omar Khayyam: quotes about love
Omar Khayyam is perhaps the most popular poet, whose works are distinguished not only by the depth of philosophical understanding of human feelings and experiences, but also by their expressive imagery. Thanks to this, the quatrains he wrote became aphorisms.
Omar Khayyam, whose poems are full of depth, lyricism and subtle irony, knew a lot about love. The relationship between a man and a woman is glorified in works that are as light and light as the breath of the wind.
Poetic quotes about the love of the great poet will help you understand and penetrate the secrets of this all-encompassing feeling:
Sacrifice yourself for the sake of your beloved, Sacrifice what is most dear to you. Never be cunning when bestowing love, Sacrifice your life, be courageous, ruining your heart! Loving you, I endure all reproaches, And it’s not in vain that I vow eternal fidelity. If I live forever, I am ready to humbly endure heavy and cruel oppression until the day of Judgment.
Everything about Omar Khayyam’s statements about love is captivating: the sincerity and accuracy of the feelings described, the emotionality and beauty of the images, the sophistication of the style. This is because the author describes genuine sensations and shares his experiences. The reader cannot but like this.
How full of love I am, how wonderful is my sweet face
Poems by Omar Khayyam about love for a woman, for a girl
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To be captivated by love, my heart, is sweet to you, Bow your head to the dust before your dear one in prayer. Don't be angry at the whims of your beautiful friend. Be grateful to fate for being loved.
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I was commanded to say two words, And you heeded the innermost secret: Loving you, I will go down into the damp earth, Loving you, I will rise from the earth!
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Even with the most beautiful of dear friends, try to part without tears and without pain. Everything will pass like a dream, beauty is fleeting: No matter how you hold it, it slips out of your hands.
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Give me some wine! There is no place for empty words here. The kisses of my beloved are my bread and balm, The lips of an ardent beloved are wine-colored, The riot of passion is like her hair.
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I feel sorry for those who do not soar on the wings of love, whose hearts do not burn with the thirst for love. A day away from your beloved, a day without a girlfriend - This is the most lost of your days, brother!
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How full of love I am, how wonderful my sweet face, How much I would say and how dumb my tongue is! Isn't it strange, Lord? I’m exhausted from thirst, And right there a living spring flows in front of me.
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What a temptation, what a temptation, God bless! Your face reigns in dreams day and night. That’s why there is pain in the chest, and trembling in the heart, and dry lips, and wetness in the eyes, and trembling in the hands.
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Only your face makes a sad heart happy. I don’t need anything except your face. I see my image in you, looking into your eyes, I see you in myself, my joy.
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From the grief of separation from you I wither. Wherever I go, I won’t leave you behind. If you leave, all hearts die in sadness, If you return, they will become your victim.
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You, whom I have chosen, are dearer to me than anyone else. Heart of ardent heat, light of eyes for me. Is there anything in life more precious than life? You and my life are more precious to me.
