Cafe Poets

Your eyes resemble the moonlight
On the painted silk of dreams
The eternal joy of everything there is
The gardens, the dawn and the water the flowers,
Your eyes burns the eternal fire
on the candles, the sun and the moonlight
the dawn of immortal dreams
In the bright purity of the altars
Is the lavish greet of your treat
the smile of the moonlight on the marsh
Is the gentle movement of your walk
the dances of the fish, in the pond!
You smile the mirror of the sun
Thousands of deer’s are set free
In the shadow of your eyes
Sweater than sweat, which fruit will be ripe
In which green garden of your love
if there was a leaf of your voice
the existence of hundred gardens and rain drops
In front of closeness of your divine love
The sun and hundreds of solar is worthless
There is dragon in my silence
That its mouth is the hell of moments
Not paradise
Cease this hell of the word in green
That emerald is the defendant of the dragon
In my look are still spring
Purer than the spring still
Enlightening the eyes of wishes
Is the smile of spring dawn still?
In the aroma of life in the reminisce of the field
The dawn mist and rain drops
In my thirsty taste of tammuz*
Is the cleansed snow of the hills?
In the bright dawn of spring
Are the fragrances of the barley fields still?
The fields of my dreams
Are the burning lightening and rain drops
The breath of my love thirsty of your lips
Am silent away from you and your voice
Like a rain fatigued in the desert of your caress
I am running aimlessly in your filed
Am tiny wave with a large stamina
I run until the coast of your sea
With my scream like a deer in your forest
I am running everywhere in your trace
Drunk like sheep and flock
I am grazing with your tune of hey hey
I am drunk of your eyes pray
Oh how drunken are in your face
If thy stay empty of your meaning
The time is travelling of free palms
Childhood gone, youthfulness will go away too
Hey, the brightness of the dear dawn
In the night dark, eternity is leaving
This crystal dawn of the spring
Is falling in the hands of fall
Like the pure water of the spring waters
Is leaving your eyes so silently
We are in the realm of night and day
The caravan of life is leaving us
Be the sun of laughter in my night
Be my doubtful sun in my darkness
You the angel of wings on the fly
Be the a shade of my love
You the music player of the drunken lovers’
In the midst of all sorrows, be the joy
With your image, I have decorated my solitude
you yourself be the hope for all

Tammuz is a Jewish month (June/July), contains the fast day, 17th of Tammuz.
The fast of the Seventeenth of Tammuz (Shivah Assar b'Tammuz) commemorates five sad events which occurred on this date:
1. Moses broke the tablets upon seeing the Golden Calf.
2. They ceased to offer the daily sacrifices in the 1st Holy Temple because there weren't any more cattle in Jerusalem. This occurred during the Babylonian siege on Jerusalem, which eventually led to the destruction of the Temple.
On the Seventeenth of Tammuz the walls of Jerusalem were breached by the Romans after a lengthy siege. Three weeks later, after the Jews put up a valiant struggle, the Romans destroyed the second Holy Temple
3. Apustmus burned the holy Torah. Historians have long debated when this occurred; some maintain that Apustmus was a general during the Roman reign over Israel, while others contend that he lived years earlier and was an officer during the Greek occupation of the Holy Land.
4. An idol was placed in the Holy Temple. This event is also shrouded in controversy; some say that this too was done by Apustmus, while others say that this was done by King Manasseh of Judea.
5. The walls of Jerusalem were breached by the Romans after a lengthy siege. Three weeks later, after the Jews put up a valiant struggle, the Romans destroyed the second Holy Temple. [The Jerusalem Talmud maintains that the Babylonians breached the walls of Jerusalem, on their way to destroying the First Temple, also on this date.]