Sunday, April 01, 2007

I was misunderstood
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Monday, July 31, 2006

Short black hair of fire,

Covered from the eyes of unwanted desire;

The more the look casts,

The more hiddenness blasts;

This fire is provoking,

Yet there's no need poking;

The eye is destined to wait,

But how soon it gets late.

 

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Monday, July 24, 2006

The virgin snow was deflowered,

The pale-faced fall was jailed,

Footprints were spring's;

Summer smiled.

 

 

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Sunday, July 16, 2006

I said "I am full of endless hopes"

She said "check"

I said "I am full of hopeless ends"

She said "check"

I said "I found you in the end of far"

She said "check"

I said "I knew your heart's door's ajar"

She said "check"

I said "I love you"

She said "check"

I had nothing more to say

She said:

"CHECKMATE"

 

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Monday, June 26, 2006

Rh

Randy opened the door and entered the room

Honey locked the door after going in

Randy sat on a chair and drank a drink

Honey opened the wardrobe and put her hat in it

Randy stood up and threw his coat on the ground

Honey was about to strip her skirt

Randy drew the curtains

Honey took a shower

Randy shaved

Honey put perfume on her body

Randy took off all his clothes

Honey had done it before

Randy went to bed

So did Honey

Randy was really randy

Honey was really honey

Randy needed something

Honey needed something

Randy turned right

Honey turned left

Randy's room in floor 16

Was really warmer than Honey's in 6th floor

 

 

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Wednesday, June 07, 2006

I look at you to only admire

Fills my heart with blazing fire

And has made my life an utter satire

               Can I get over you ?

 

Thought you're my shelter and nest

But for you I didn't do my best

And it's caused a pressure on my chest

               Can I get over you ?

 

I was flying in the world of fantasy

Now I've lost all my ecstasy

And I'm writhing under my privacy

               Can I get over you ?

 

Now it's heartache I'm feeling

There, bells of your victory are pealing

And with one sentence I love dealing:

               I can't get over you . . . . .

 

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Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Drinking a cup of thought

I felt my guilty dream

I called my inner feelings

Someone picked up the phone

It was animal instinct !

 

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Thursday, April 13, 2006

The sky is as immense as the sight your eyes see

 And thousand of stars by descending of your eyelids martyred be

 Go over the tomb of your heart, for

By each star my heart will find thee

           

                        Original poem in Persian by: Seyyed Mohammad Javad Hashemi

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Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Gambled I on thine honesty

I thee lost

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Thursday, April 06, 2006

The man who was shy, under the blue sky, was about to die

The girl, like a pearl, looked at him as an earl

He was dry, he did try and cry

There was no bar and she was too far

He said: Oh dear ! Come here, why not get near

She said: The condition's too harsh
And near you is a marsh
I wanna pass it
Would you for me grass it

The man wept and crept and crept

He was on the wet
As if pays a debt

The girl passed the way
The man passed away

The dove of the love was singing

     The love filled the man

               The love milled the man

                         The love killed the man
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So green, so grey
I preen, then pray
Blood does flood my eyes
My pray goes astray

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The money was paid
I had bought the shirt of life
It's got sleeves of love, the seller said
I got home
I opened it
It was a T-shirt
The money was paid
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Time travels too fast
Alone I am in a school of wish
Rusted is the chain of life
Amorously death gazes at me
Number one is my mark in sigh
Erosion swallows my tender dream
Hope ! A green light glimmers

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Please my candle
    This fire's validity is in your eyelashes
    Descend not your eyelids
    Unless I'll be ashes
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I stared at him

His gaze responded

I winced

He frowned back

His coldness showed his sorrow

His oldness, His morrow

I smiled

He denied

Again I tried

Again he defied

I gave him a fist poke

The mirror broke

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