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“….But lost in a clamor of sects my mind
Can no more know than from a crack’d mirror.”(quatrain #92)

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I have just finished the new version of the Illustrated Omar Khayyam. It shall carry 50 illustrations,water colour done on 300 gm cold pressed paper. The book shall also carry a foreword by an authority on Omar Khayyam and he is also a scholar and head of the Islamic Studies in one of the most prestigious universities in the US. Right at the moment it is offered to some publishing houses and it will be too early to talk further on this subject. I shall post some illustrations now and then. Bulk of the quatrains are hitherto unpublished.
benny

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Sunrise- water colour

This is one out of 50 illustrations I have proposed for a new version of Omar Khayyam’s Rubaiyat

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Now the New Year opens a new page for all:

My soul sounds and no more can in gloom dwell:

“Where He that was, He that is and will be”

If so be let Hope fill my barrel full.

benny

A Prosperous New Year for all,

 

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Lightly we foot it where our peers left off

As seasons crowd out the smooth with the rough;

We descend through tunnel of time, for sleep

And how others make do with theirs: enough.

benny

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Quatrain#14

 

Who did on this narrow turf lay out stars,

And give it command to run its course?

Days scald me with despair and the night

Bind me to its post and curfew enforce.

benny

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Under vault of heaven we make merry

Ev’n as seasons after their fashion hurry:

Surely as our peers we replaced in time

We must leave seats- for time will not tarry.

benny

 

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The spirited spout by its very shape

Gives somewhat a hint that it holds within;

‘Peer not in confusion of mouth agape

Drink deep and learn of me,’ so says the urn.

benny 

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Who pedals the wheels of time to ov’rturn

Glory of man gone to rack and ruin?

The titles and honors he had amassed

Are laid a-heap left for the worms to scorn.

benny

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Quatrain#11 Now Voyager

 

We are lost on this great sea of living

We seek no port or care where we’re heading:

Love, you and I as we make the landfall

Seek not the past nor what future will bring.((First ed.)

 

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