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 Apr 2019 Reza Sedghi
irises
someday it will
come again.
someday someone
will come in.

a star
with the deepest depths in the eyes
with the gentlest of breaths
and endless soul in the smile

one day
i'll forgive this pain
not forget -
forgive.
we are all destined to love again, i am sure
I didn't know
and
I told her so,
she asked again
I replied
the same.

Where do we go when we die?
she asked,
well,
obviously beyond the sky where
angels fly and cherubs sing
and everything you ever wanted
will be waiting for you,

is that true? she asked,
would I lie to you?
I replied,
she seemed satisfied
and went back to sleep.
 Apr 2019 Reza Sedghi
Sehar Bajwa
i stared away last night
looking for a
s h o o t i n g  s t a r

fell asleep under an ebony blanket
an unfulfilled wish orbiting my mind
"i wish you were here."
"i love you.
and its all that matters."
Mummy with long hair
The sun white
I had been laughing
My hands in her hands too small

موهای مادرم بلند بود
خورشید سفید افتاده است
من خندیده بودم
...دست هایم در دستش کوچک بود
Naked at the back
My sister didn't know how to
dance ballet
***** passing through the small yellows
reminding me of the greenness of the park
glittering in my eyes
Will I loose my dreams ?
It's not delightful
Not delightful as the sliding from a slide
With no grass
Your hair used to be blonde
I don't laugh
My sister didn't know how to dance ballet
Forgive me mum
I've lost my drawing book...
Colored pencils cannot be painted
My hair was not blonde
My doll never has eyes

...از پشت لباسی ندارد
خواهرم بلد نبود باله برقصد
سبزی پارک را به خاطرم می اندازند
وقتی توپ ها
از زردی های کوچک می گذرند
در چشمانم می درخشند
خواب هایم را گم خواهم کرد!؟
لذت پایین آمدن
از سرسره ها را نمی دهد
چمن ندارد
موهایت روشن بود
من نمی خندم
خواهرم بلد نبود باله برقصد
مامان
منو ببخش
دفتر نقاشی ام را
...گم کردم
مداد رنگی ها رنگ نمی شوند
موهایم روشن نبود
...عروسک من که هیچوقت چشم نداشت
Looking for my train
In my lost clothes
And I having no story anymore

در لباس های گم شده ام
دنبال قطارهایم می گردم
و من دیگر قصه ای ندارم
You sink, even with a life jacket on,
Crying is impossible, for you cannot feel,
Everything tastes the same,
Love becomes relegated to mythology,
Even your dog frowns when you're around,
Clarity is found through darkness,
You have accepted the fact that you will never be happy,
Yet you never lose hope, for you never had any.
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