Asremrooz 18 Sep 2013 11:34 http://asremrooz.ir/vdcizpaq.t1awr2lict.html -------------------------------------------------- Title : The Most Loved Poet -------------------------------------------------- Shahriar is considered the greatest poet in our age. It is possible to get some information about his life style and memories in his poem. All type of interpretation in his poem is close to his life. Also he is considered as the most loved poet because of the theme elicited of his poem. Many of his bittersweet memories are reflected in his books Hazyan-e Del, Heydar Baba and Mumiyai. content : TEHRAN (Asremrooz): Shahriar is considered the greatest poet in our age. It is possible to get some information about his life style and memories in his poem. All type of interpretation in his poem is close to his life. Also he is considered as the most loved poet because of the theme elicited of his poem. Many of his bittersweet memories are reflected in his books Hazyan-e Del, Heydar Baba and Mumiyai. Seyyed Mohammad Hossein Behjat-Tabrizi was born on 1906-September 18, 1988, mainly known by his pen name, Shahriar is a legendary Iranian poet of Azeri origin, wrote in Azerbaijani and Persian languages. He was the son of Mr. Seyed Esmaeil Mousavi socalled Haj Mir Aqa Khoshknabi. Tabriz in 1328 AH conceived the bloody events. His father moved him to the Qish Qurshan village in Khoshknab. He was spent his childhood there . Heydar Baba is the name of a mountain where the poet spent his childhood. He received his elementary education, including the study of Divan (anthology) of Hafez, under his father s supervision. In 1331 his father moved him to Tabriz and thought him Arabic literature. Shahriar s formal education started at Motaheheh School in Tabriz. Then he learned French and religious science. He also practiced calligraphy and wrote the holy Quran. His poem with the pen name , Behjat, was published in literature magazine when he was thirteen years old. He came to Tehran in 1921 and continued his studies in Dar-ol-Fonoun High School and studied pathology there in 1924. At first he met Professor Hasan Saba and he practiced Iranian Music. He was studding religious science as well as other school subjects. He also was present in Sepahsalar mosque where Modaress was teaching there. Shahriar entered in medical school in 1303.In 1313 when he was in Khorasan his father died. He returned in Tehran in 1314 so he was famous out of Iran. He sung Azerbaijani and Persian poem skillfully and from 1329 to 1330 he wrote Heydar Baba that has been translated into the 90 percent of languages in Soviet. His mother died in 1331. He began to write the holy Quran in 1346. When he was in Tabriz he wrote Sahandiyeh . He traveled Tehran in 1350 and his wife died there . At the end of his life he liked to go to Shiraz and be in Hafez tomb but he decided to go to Tabriz. He died on 18 September 1988 in one of the Tehran's hospitals and his body was transferred to Tabriz and was buried in Maqbaratoshoara(House of Poets). Heydar Babaya Salam Heydar Baba when it thunders, Floods rush down Girls stand back and watch, I hail your glory and your people, May you remember our names too? When your partridges take flight, When the rabbits hop out of the bushes, When your gardens have burst into blossoms, May you remember our name too? And make our depressed hearts happy. When Norouz gales uproot garden shelters! And Norouz flowers and snow drops blossom! When the clouds wring out their clothes! Greetings to those who remember us, Let our sighs turn into mountains. Heydar Baba may the sun warm your back Make your smiles and your springs shed tears, Your children collect a bunch of flowers, Send it with the coming wind towards us, Perhaps my sleeping fortune would waken! Heydar Baba may you be fortunate! Be surrounded with springs and orchards! May you live long after us! The world is paved with events, deaths and losses! This world has long been childless and an orphan. Heydar Baba my way differed from yours, Life passed, I could not come until late! I could not learn what happened to your beautiful ones, Did not know there were perilous paths, losses, separations and death. Heydar Baba good sons are faithful, Life passes, regrets are wasteful, Disloyal sons won t live long, Believe me we have never forgotten you, Forgive us if we failed to see you.