I hear footsteps
Of rain
Patter, ………., patter
Washing off
spatter, ………., spatter
Stupidity!
04/14/2020
Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 4:43 PM UTC
You grated my heart
and, walked away
with a broken one
I have to breath
this forsaken dream
or is it, a way of it?
no one cares
no one walks
into my rainy nights!
it seems
The tears falling off your eyes
Fashioned the wine in my tavern
I burnt down the tavern
to see the stars in your eyes
yet, you rived my dream
and walked away
tired!
Now, who is going to leave
flowers on my grave
but myself
10/18/2018
Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 7:37 PM UTC
Love’s not defined by the pen
But pain
The distance between you and I
Is the distance
Between a fish and the ocean
And yet
So far away
A feverish tertian!
10/13/2018
Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 3:37 PM UTC
The tears falling off her eyes
fashion the wine in my tavern
I’ll burn down this tavern
To watch the stars in her eyes
10/12/2018
Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 2:26 AM UTC
Why did you leave? *
Why?
I am restless
Yet, I so want to hold you
In my arms
Why aren’t you there
To say how beautiful the moonlight's tonight?
Why aren’t you there
To see my heart,
In pieces?
Why did you leave?
Why?
I am restless
Yet, I so want to hold you
In my arms
I thought of you all my life
In hopes of being with you,
someday
Give me a different kind of wine tonight
The Kind from the chalice of truth
Intoxicate this broken heart, and
Make it oblivious of both worlds
Why did you leave?
Why?
10/11/2018
• Inspired by a Persian poem by Poetess Simin Behbahani.
Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 11:23 PM UTC
Gardens differ
One from another
One’s full of flowers
**** with thorns, the other
09/19/2018
Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 3:08 PM UTC
Autumn walks in my garden once
again
brings the gift of chaos, disorder, some
rain
breeding anarchy, disarray, lots of
pain
I asked what she's trying to
gain
suffocating a flower, by cutting her
vein
said: “she did not die in
vain”
her life’s merely on the
wane
“I do this out of love”, said
swain
and love never dies, simple yet
plain
09/20/2017
Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 11:40 PM UTC
Dreaming a
celestial raging river
where the fish aren’t judged
by the color of their skin
in the milky way
keep on dreaming, you old fish!
09/01/2017
Sep 1, 2017
Sep 1, 2017 at 4:32 PM UTC
On a tree branch, above
sitting a beautiful dove
I looked up and asked her
would you kindly define love?
It won’t be worth seeking
if I define love
it won’t be worth desiring
if I define love
06/10/2017
Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 9:39 PM UTC
Whatsoever a man soweth
that shall he also reap
deceive thy neighbor shalt not
as into thine grace it shall seep
06/07/2017
Jun 7, 2017
Jun 7, 2017 at 7:09 PM UTC