The Night Is Literature Şiiri - Kasım Ko ...

The monument of glory, where the light takes refuge,
The path taken by the lover, the autumn shines valiantly,
The splendor of the net flows, in the mornings it arrives;
The night is everlasting, in the dimples where it is placed.

How many love cautery, the light of enchantment waterfall,
Crying inwardly, swallowing his voice,
The one who connects it to a gratitude, sees and worries,
Night is ghazal, with the flavors it ends up with.

In the full moon, the sky becomes light and your prayers become light,
In his palace, every heart's day is the night of power,
In the month of the blessed day, the man, the old, the young;
Night is eternity, in the verses it builds.

Your soul embraced the horizon, you were in your dreams,
He had a sensual appearance, the beauty of his knowledge,
Mixed red roses, in the manners of gratitude,
The night is literature, in the places it hits.