The pictures on watercolors
seems happy
My mom's scarves don't dance
with me...

تصویر آبرنگ ها شاد است
...روسری های مادرم با من نمی رقصند

God loves you so much
God loves your laughs
My eyes are the greensward
under the rain of...
Oh...
I had forgotten you have eyes
with smiling dandelions...

خداوند خیلی شما را دوست دارد
خداوند خنده های شما را دوست دارد
چشمان من سبزه زاریست
...در بارانی از
...آخ
یادم نبود چشمان شما
قاصدک دارند
...که می خندند

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you ask
why
I gaze at the stars ?
I say
it's because
they remind me of your eyes
YASAMAN

~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

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her smile burst like bubble gum
her cheeks smell as queen of the night
her face glow like the morning sun
o my sweet child, you entwined me like Jasmine

~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

I'll pass the huge cars
in colorful scarves
Grandpa...

از ماشین های بزرگ می گذرم
...و روسری های رنگی خواهم داشت پدربزرگ

I remember that spring
That summer
I was asked for color
You have forgotten your gloves...

یادم می آمد
آن بهار را
آن تابستان را
از من می خواستند رنگ بزنم
...دستکش هایت یادت نبود

I can feel myself slowly slipping through the cracks, fading further and further into the distance, soon to become nothing more than a ghost, fabricated by their nostalgia.