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Unforgettable
your picture hangs on the wall of my imagination
memory now the only tendril
the only occasional boat between the shores of our souls
existence our isolated commonality
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Persian or Iranian
When someone asks me about my backgroundTo the curious mind, I don’t say a Persian kind
I am not Persian like a lovely cat or lamb
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Lullaby for everyone
Cute little boy don’t cry, please be strongYour dad will not stay in prison for long
For now, you miss him; you have lost your guide
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The Rubaiyat By Omar Khayyam - Verses 37-40
XXXVII
For I remember stopping by the way
To watch a Potter thumping his wet Clay:
And with its all-obliterated Tongue
It murmur'd--"Gently, Brother, gently, pray!"
XXXVIII
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Happy 2009!!!
Look beyond in onder Skies, thru the hills and valleys, rivers and lake..
Listen with heart, close your eyes you will hear the chimes and singing of the birds;
A New day breaks, the dawn of ho MORE >> |
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Parallel Lives
We’re connected somehow,
you and I.
Through my heart,
when I breathe,
in the rise and fall of my chest.
Time moves at the same pace.
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Homeland Is My Identity
Here is a fragment of the famous poem of Homeland composed by American author Jack London (12 January 1876-22 November 1916):
Beautiful homeland, my own dear homelandDeep in my heart dwells a l MORE >> |
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Sohrab Sepehri at 80
“There is a city somewhere beyond the seas
Where windows open on illumination...
Where the earth listens
To the music of your heart
And the wind carries sounds
Of the fluttering of mythic MORE >> |
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My Iran
POEM OF MY IRAN IN ENGLISH
I asked myself to find out clearly
Where and whom I love most dearly?
The answers came in right after my demand
I love my country, my beautiful homeland
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All Night Long
All night long it rained
all night long
bare , free
the stars dropped
like the tear drops of lead
and the sky was getting drier by each second...
All night long
trees wer MORE >> |
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In our Stillness..
As I step forward
I am amazed at the power of time
As I step forward
I see my childhood filled with innocence and laughter
As I step forward
I see the first time I cried and the first time I MORE >> |
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To My Child
your skin has the texture of my love
your eyes capture my heart in their reflection
teaching me life in their purity
your heartbeats have the rhythm of each breath i take
bringing my MORE >> |
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ShShShSh.....
It’s once again the seemingly shining Showtime in the shelters,mocked up by the schittering charlatans and schmoozing schiesters;As the culprits continue shedding their shivered shellacings and s MORE >> |
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This Is New
i see you in my dreams
like a lover returning to his beloved
without warning
but with the assurance that his presence
will evoke nothing but joy
your voice shakes my heart
surpassin MORE >> |
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Poetical Touchstones of Mohammad Taghi Bahar
Poetical Touchstone, a short quotation from a recognized poetic masterpiece, has been employed as a standard of instant comparison for judging the value of other works. The term Poetical Touchsto MORE >> |
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Wind Brings, Wind Takes
Do not torment me, oh windWith your restless remembranceOf menacing soft whispers
It is not fair to make be wanderDancing in fantasies and illusionsOn the faint melody of mercy
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The Four Quarters Of The Old City
the desertification of our planet approaches slowlybut like our own deathit comes steadily and with promiseyet wise men and womenholy souls who all cry faithhang on to their cornersat opposite en MORE >> |
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Permission
Though it is so airless in here, You cannot breathe freely.You must ask to breathe;You need permission, an okay.You cannot move your body forth and rear.You are not even allowed to take your own MORE >> |
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