Hafez on Heartbreak
70 ghazals
- Ghazal 22: When you hear the words of people of the heart, do not say they are wrong;
- Ghazal 28: By the master's life, by old right and true covenant,
- Ghazal 43: The garden court gives delight and the company of friends is sweet;
- Ghazal 57: That dark-skinned one who has all the sweetness of the world
- Ghazal 58: Our head of devotion and the threshold of the friend's presence,
- Ghazal 69: There is no one who has not fallen to that double tress;
- Ghazal 70: The pupil of our eye looks at nothing but your face;
- Ghazal 71: The ascetic who worships appearances knows nothing of our state;
- Ghazal 74: The yield of the workshop of existence and space is not so much;
- Ghazal 104: May your beauty be the sun of every eye;
- Ghazal 110: In my old age the love of a young one has come into my head,
- Ghazal 115: Plant the tree of friendship, for it bears the heart's desire as fruit;
- Ghazal 116: Whoever keeps the beauty and the down of the friend before his eyes,
- Ghazal 117: In the time of your face, our heart has no need of the meadow,
- Ghazal 118: The one who holds a cup in his hand
- Ghazal 127: The moon does not have the brightness of your face;
- Ghazal 134: A nightingale drank its heart's blood and won a rose;
- Ghazal 136: One cannot put a hand into the ring of that double tress;
- Ghazal 137: She took my heart from me and hid her face from me;
- Ghazal 139: I laid my face on her road and she did not pass by me;
- Ghazal 141: Did you see, O heart, what the grief of love did once again,
- Ghazal 146: At dawn the breeze was bringing a scent from the friend's tress;
- Ghazal 153: At dawn, when the king of the east planted his banner on the mountains,
- Ghazal 157: Whoever has a passion in his head for your fresh green down
- Ghazal 161: How can a mind that is sad bring forth fresh verse?
- Ghazal 165: Love of the dark-eyed will not go out of my head;
- Ghazal 174: Good news, O heart: the morning breeze has come back;
- Ghazal 180: O you whose pistachio mouth has laughed at the tale of sugar,
- Ghazal 208: When the wounded have the desire and have not the strength,
- Ghazal 209: The killing of this wounded one by your sword was not fated;
- Ghazal 213: The jewel in the treasury of secrets is the same as it was;
- Ghazal 220: From the eye the blood of the heart runs all over our face;
- Ghazal 246: It is the festival, the last of the roses, and the friends are waiting;
- Ghazal 252: If life lasts, I will reach the tavern once again,
- Ghazal 262: Who will tell again the state of those whose hearts are bleeding?
- Ghazal 264: Rise, and pour the water of joy into the bowl of gold,
- Ghazal 285: In the reign of the king who forgives faults and covers offences,
- Ghazal 286: Last night a sharp-witted man who knows how things work told me in private,
- Ghazal 290: My heart has bolted, and I, a poor dervish, do not know
- Ghazal 295: At dawn, drawn by the scent of the rose garden, I went for a while into the garden,
- Ghazal 300: If a thousand enemies are set on destroying me,
- Ghazal 301: O you with whose lip my wounded heart has the claim of salt,
- Ghazal 307: Every fine point that I spoke in describing that figure,
- Ghazal 315: Apart from the fact that faith and learning slipped from my hands,
- Ghazal 317: I say it openly, and I am glad at heart for what I say:
- Ghazal 319: For years I followed the creed of the rends,
- Ghazal 322: I drew the image of your form in the workshop of my eye;
- Ghazal 324: Although a knot has fallen into my affairs from his tress,
- Ghazal 326: In the hidden house of pleasure I have a lovely idol,
- Ghazal 330: You are like the morning, and I am the candle of the solitude of dawn;
- Ghazal 335: If my way should lead once more to the tavern of the Magians,
- Ghazal 341: If I gave any thought to the reproaches of the pretenders,
- Ghazal 342: The dust of my body is becoming the veil over the face of the soul;
- Ghazal 359: Happy the day when I leave this ruined halting place,
- Ghazal 364: We, the carefree and drunken who have lost our hearts,
- Ghazal 368: Rise, so that we may seek an opening at the door of the tavern,
- Ghazal 371: We have laid down our dawn lesson on the road to the tavern;
- Ghazal 372: Let us pass along the highway of the tavern,
- Ghazal 385: O Lord, bring that musk-scented deer back to Khotan,
- Ghazal 414: The rose bush of pleasure is in bloom: where is the rose-cheeked cupbearer?
- Ghazal 416: Welcome is that amber-scented breeze, that longed-for fragrance,
- Ghazal 419: Union with him is better than everlasting life;
- Ghazal 426: With the blood of my heart I wrote a letter to the friend:
- Ghazal 445: You who have everything in the world that can be desired,
- Ghazal 450: For a long time now you have kept us anxious;
- Ghazal 455: Life has gone by in fruitlessness and idle whims;
- Ghazal 470: My breast is brimful of pain: alas, for a salve!
- Ghazal 491: I have fixed in my eye the eyebrow of one with a face like the moon;
- Ghazal 492: A greeting, like the pleasant scent of friendship,
- Ghazal 493: O king of the beautiful, save me from the grief of loneliness;