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 Feb 2017 Elijah Rose
Ramin Ara
Kiss
 Feb 2017 Elijah Rose
Ramin Ara
This is beauty
A sun kissed
Morning
A moon kissed
Midnight
 Feb 2017 Elijah Rose
Ramin Ara
One small
Positive thought
In the morning
Can change
Your whole day
 Feb 2017 Elijah Rose
Ramin Ara
Last night
Her glance
Gave me
many hints
Though the ear heard nothing
But the heart
Understood all
 Feb 2017 Elijah Rose
Ramin Ara
Imagination
Is
An dream
By humans
 Feb 2017 Elijah Rose
Ramin Ara
To build up
A
Ruined
Heart
It
I s
Far
Better
Than
Raising
A palace
positive

One small
Positive thought
In the morning
Can change
Your whole day
 Feb 2017 Elijah Rose
Ramin Ara
The beauty
You
See
At
I
Is
A reflection
Of
You
To
Me
......
Yet
And
Yet
If I Were God: The Writings of Forough Farokhzad

به جستجوی تو
به درگاه کوه می گریم
درآستانه ی دریاو علف
به جستجوی تو
در معبر بادها می گریم
در چار راه فصول
در  چار چوب شکسته ی پنجره ای
که آسمان ابر آلوده را
قابی  کهنه می گیرد
به انتظار تصویر تو
این دفتر خالی
تا چند
ورق خواهد خورد
جریان باد را پذیرفتن
و عشق را
که خواهر مرگ است
و جاوداتگی
رازش را
با تو در میان نهاد
پس به هیئت گنجی در آمدی
بایسته و آز انگیز
گنجی از آن دست
که تملک خاک را و دیاران را
از این سان
دلپذیر کرده است
و ما همچنان
دوره می کنیم
شب را
و روز  را
هنوز را



By Ahmad Shamlu

...


Forugh Farrokhzad was an influential Iranian poet and film director. She was a controversial modernist poet and an iconoclast, writing from a female point of view. Wikipedia
 Feb 2017 Elijah Rose
Ramin Ara
Mind
 Feb 2017 Elijah Rose
Ramin Ara
Shut
Both
Eyes
And
See
With
Other
Eye
 Feb 2017 Elijah Rose
KT
King
 Feb 2017 Elijah Rose
KT
A story I read yesterday
about a father and son playing chess.
They were sitting over the board for hours now
arguing who is the king.
Which of those pieces wooden on that surface flat,
should be the one to be king.
The son was thinking and thinking, but he could not tell.
Troubled after a while he thought,
why his father asked him that.
"Who is the king? Who has always been king?"
Countless times before they played,
the question always remained the same.
The father, his son, he persistently asked -
who is the king?
The son like his father,
he wasn't an easy mind.
He wouldn't give up to a question so simple;
He was determined to prove his father wrong.
So many riddles by his father he cracked easy,
but this one, just wouldn't come to mind.
Protect it! Protect the king!
- said the father, with warm smile upon his son.
And the son deep in thought with fingers crossed
was just looking over the board;
..even more and more confused..
Moments ago I watched something.
It was a memo for a dead man.
On a beach that man was the father.
He played with his child around.
They were swirling in circles in the salty air,
before he rode into his last sunset.
Then the question hit me again - who is the king?
The screen went dark and the lights flickered to light.
Elevating murmur filled with clap, filled the room.
I turned back and I saw..
That father, that child, over and over again.
..everywhere, the whole room..
One jumping around, one sitting calm,
one excited, can't wait for fun,
the other just looking for his last piece of popcorn.
I watched upon those daughters and sons,
and then I realised who is the king.
Just how well do you know My God?
   He's the Ruler of everything,
He's Almighty and Omnipotent;
   My Jesus Lord and King!

He made the earth with spoken word,
   all just in seven days;
He formed the moon; each star in space,
   He set a certain way!

Not long from then, My Jesus came,
   as a little Baby Boy;
He came to earth to show us how,
   to live for Him with joy!

Here on this earth, He marveled us;
   as displaying God's Own power,
He taught us how to love and give,
   to pray near every hour!

He took five fish, and broke five loaves,
   then thousands did He feed;
He showed His men what true faith was,
   by walking on the sea!

So many had doubt when Moses said,
   "My God will make a way!"
God parted the sea, they walked right through,
   then Pharaoh's men He slayed!

He healed the sick, made blind men see,
   with touch of His dear hand;
He led the Jews through wilderness,
   on to the promised land!

He died for us on Calvary,
   our sins became His pain;
He washed away each one for us,
   then later rose again!

I hope you'll see how special He is,
   My Lord, My King, My God;
He touched the lives of millions here,
   on earth and far abroad!
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