Meet Persian Poets and Literature with the Revolutionary Leader

According to Mehr News Agency, on the night of Karim Ahl al -Bayt Imam Hassan Mojtaba (PBUH), a group of poets and culture and literary professors Farsi The guest was the leader of the revolution.

During the meeting, which began on Saturday, March 23, with the prayer of Maghreb and Esha, Some One of our young and pious poets of our country, culture and professors of literature Farsi As well as Some Non -Iranian Persian poets were present, and some of them will read their poems in the presence of Ayatollah Ali Khamenei.

At the beginning of the meeting, a group of poets spoke with the leader of the revolution in an intimate atmosphere and presented them with their latest works and compilations.

The following and after the prayer of the congregation of the Maghreb and Esha To the Imamate of Ayatollah Ali Khamenei and the mere Iftar, young and pioneering poets read poems with religious, social and political themes.

If It is spent in the province of Al -Ali
Cut the good of life and let go

O I wish this Sound The rest Z. Omar too
In Talk The Imams pass

Come on tonight, dear butterfly
Zan Previous That his job is to get out of work.

-Poetry of Mr. Seyyed Salman's poetry Alavi From Qom during the meeting with the leader of the revolution on the night of the birth of Karim Ahl al -Bayt Imam Hassan (PBUH)

Sound Tune To the pen, the pen then
Wrote to Hassan I of the office: Believe me Allah

Serie Red pen, Subjects Lem Yazli Is
God is God, but this is the voice of Ali

The pen arrived
Look Fatima fell on Look Ali

Look Fatima is pretty, so did it
The one who Property The way the house was lost

A massem in which he Dar Black
I will say a little later, later.

-Mr. Seyyed Mohammad Beheshti from Qom during a meeting with the leader of the revolution on the night of the birth of Karim Ahl al -Bayt Imam Hassan (PBUH)

How to describe poetry, who is Ali?
Not similar to himself except himself, Ali, Ali

In spite of the desire of the world and its greasy and sweet
To dry bread JoeyAscetic life of Ali

-Reading Madam Faith Amjadian from Qom met with the poets of the revolution, who was dedicated to the children of the resistance and admired the leader of the revolution.

Girl An olive seedlings
Rooted in the yard of that house
Shadowed the whole city
Tall

On Her lip The verse had trust
His eyes were sad though
Grabbed his house in the arms
Its name was Palestinian girl

-The Leader of the Revolutionary Leader When reading a poem taken from the last wireless conversation of martyr Hajj Ahmad Kazemi With the martyr Agamedi Bakri on the 40th anniversary of the martyrdom of martyr Bakery during tonight's meeting

Ahmed where are you? I wish you were here O I wish
You became a tail of our partner O I wish
Ahmed here Things I just see
With me Demi You watched warm O I wish
Ahmed Bia Wireless Mehdi fell out of breath
Mehdi Shafi'i was our beloved O I wish
March of March Twenty Fifth Year 2
He went 3 years O I wish you were found O I wish

-Its the ghazal that Madam Fatima Houshaki During a meeting with the poets of Kerman, Shahr -Babak Kerman presented to President Ayatollah Raisi

You were breeze and Raha And with all
Price of life Release There was no jumping

martyr Line We took your service to the shower.
And mention the good you said between Oh Draw

-Reading Madam Razieh Mozaffari from Tehran for the mother of martyrs with the mood of Imam Reza (PBUH) and the Supreme Leader praise

Dhi -e -Qaeda should be on a journey every year
Although the low opportunity is a brief pilgrimage

Even if the car is harmful to him,
Even if the head with him The companion Be

Slowly says: God, you were tile
Mashhad is closer to us

Spending on travel this time is an old ring
Although her mother's inheritance is Bibi Gohar

From dry bread Baby It eats less
Maybe the share of the pigeon feet sir more Be

Every year Mehdi brought his mother to Mashhad
Is alive. She is, though missing

-Special leader of the revolution for a poet who read poetry about Imam Hassan (PBUH)

-Poetry Madam Mohadda Ashtiani from Tehran during the meeting with the leader of the revolution on the night of Karim Ahl al -Bayt Imam Hassan (PBUH)

I write or Hassan Hassan Her end With yourself
On my lips I have a durability with your own

From Kariman Disbelief
I also know my guy All With yourself

– Poetry of Mr. Seyyed Ali Asghar Heidari of India during the meeting with the leader of the revolution on the night of the birth of Karim Ahl al -Bayt Imam Hassan (PBUH)

-The Hindu poet's poetry for Imam Khomeini and a description that the leader of the revolution about poetry and poet They did

His enemies turned out and he was eternal
The light of the martyrs was the Imam

Dare to say the right must be learned
Sea of ​​piety, cloud of mercy, Mountain Faith It was the Imam

-Mr. Mohammad Rasouli from Tehran, who then said the leader of the revolution. Bit Had a creative! ”; Tonight during the meeting of poets on the night of Karim Ahl al -Bayt Imam Hassan (PBUH)

Burn O False try, Iran's flag does not burn
You don't know except in Flames Faith does not burn

Support Brad That this time will this story be different?
God will drown Pharaoh once again

Whatever you had, this is the last leaf
I bet on life, the Hereafter is the death of death

But we We are a promise And we don't be afraid of falsehood
Testimony is our wish, we are not afraid of the killer

To the floor of the bloody shirt, someone comes
God is alive O People come, Wali Allah

To be welcomed. That Ali Al -Jadadi
One who is Jesus from his apostles Mehdi

-Mr. Mohammad Qureshi from Fars during a meeting with the leader of the revolution on the night of the birth of Karim Ahl al -Bayt Imam Hassan (PBUH)

Single poet who is the subject of humor Child Read!

My wife, the best kind of human
Official Branch Jamal The moon

O That in The whole Areas You are
Of all the women of the head of the head

Under the bachelor of eyebrows can
Knife and dagger complexes

There is one Nims Simple
Of the other Superior

O That are unique boots
To Spit Hands Rashk Brand

Eye and eyebrows and eyebrows
Coffee and milk and waterfall and cascade

Out of a thousand special items
You're in the eyes of the servant

My blood sugar though bad is high
O Lips In sugar, laugh back

-This for “Haj Qasim” by the pioneer poet Yazdi Zakaria Moral Must during a meeting with the revolutionary leader on the night of Karim Ahl al -Bayt Imam Hassan (PBUH)

I saw you in the blood dance, you in the dance of the Golan in the heart Square
Look, this dance Blood What today Salinity In the institution of the universe

Come on, Saddah particle for direct object RememberPut you in the heavens in the eye on the launch
In this flight Their handsJa'far Tayyar's prayer is beautiful

The lips of the Euphrates tonight, the voice of Ruzah Abbas
Unless tonight on this beach, which Moon Is their blood shine?

You are the myth that you stay in the legends of Eastern
See, the charm of your smile what Role On the heart of the hearts Carried Is

What Nights That in Lebanon, what Nights That in the plain of Iraq and the evening
From this home to that house, which League Make the conductor of this graceful

You are the commander of the Corps of Love, you will be the flag of the conquest of the Quds
That this blood is forever It is currentThat this blood is the way of the future

-Poetry Madam Saeed Kermani from Mashhad meeting with the revolutionary leader on the night of the birth of Karim Ahl al -Bayt Imam Hassan (PBUH)

The mother of the poet who reads her mother and took her birthday from sir

Sometimes Fever Sleeps with a light prayer
Mysticism except Sleep is wake up

Every moment of this life is appreciated
No. Plaintiff Since yesterday no talented tomorrow

I have a hundred times I have the same decision
Being a mother, Being a mother, Being a mother It's beautiful

-Zakaria Akhlaqi Human Revolutionary Tonight with the Revolutionary Leader on the Night of Karim Ahl al -Bayt Imam Hassan (PBUH)

-Hussein Asrafili martyr Yahya Sunnavar During the meeting of the poets tonight with the leader of the revolution on the night of the birth of Karim Ahl al -Bayt Imam Hassan (PBUH)

-Poetry of Mr. Saeed Haddadian's poetry during the meeting with the leader of the revolution on the night of Karim Ahl al -Bayt Imam Hassan (PBUH)

My father, the servant of Imam Hussein, my mother The slave Ahmad and Al
Remember those weeks, perfumes Reference And the illumination of the icon

With the voice of the master, he was always open
In the noon of Ashura, Killed He was giving the pit

The story of the revolution and the story of war, the Kurdish of the story
The breasts of the mosque went to the heaven

The enemy's color became white because crooked on the oppressor, black like charcoal
My friends martyr They are anonymous My name became an active Basij

Years went and no one has been in the account lesson.
Al -Gharaz a word with love too The verdict You were all at all times