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و ميان مهربانی و آتش سرگردانم؟
در کدام جاده ی کهکشان
نوازشم کرده ای
که تا ابد در عطر ستاره غوطه می خورم؟
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شب آتش است امشب
مِه می پوشم و
در خواب های خوش ات می گردم؛
ـ باغ خدايان است خوابت
يا گذرگاه سيب و عسل؟ـ
کشمکشی است
ميان خورشيد و ماه
بلور آتش می ريزد
بر شب
و موج پا می کوبد بر ساحل
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ميان بوسه ماهی و آب
مرا به خانه ی آتشفشان ببر
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Prussian Blue
by Anonymous on Mon Feb 04, 2008 04:08 AM PSTPrussian Blue
1- Your eyes, cross my heart
Deepest point in the North Sea
Your eyes , looking at rose fishes
Where is the centre of mass for the solar system?
Somewhere in your eyes
2- When I arrive,
I will not see you, sure
Forgive me
My watch is tune with Mars
UFO will blink, only for you
Prussian blue
Your eyes
3- Drink half of your coffee, only
Leave your spoon in the sugar
Don't quite the venue before I arrive
Prussian blue, your eyes
4- Oriental express of 6pm
Wagon No. 10
Don't stop at Paris
I will arrive " a' la gare"
10 minutes late
Prussian blue
Your eyes
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Hassan Danesh's Invisible Thread ;)
by Danesh, Abol Hassan (not verified) on Sat Feb 02, 2008 06:03 AM PST_________________________________________
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I Am A Seagull-Kite Runner
Standing all by myself on the sea pier
With wind blowing
While I was so tired
The seagull in suspension
Flying on this cold wind in standstill
Without effort not to get at all any tired
To make the seagull move and to fly a lot higher
I attach to him
My thread of imagination while standing on the pier
Now the seagull is my kite
Moving high, low, and to all direction
Without me moving a bit for I am so tired
I give to the kite-seagull more threads
So he can glide down in greatness
When he is far far from the pier
The wind is blowing hard and harder
But my kite seagull is so light flying up and down
Without forcing the thread of my kite to rupture or fire
Oh I am enjoying this stand still kite running ride
I feel as if I have never being bored or ever tired
Now The sea is full of kite seagull in this wind
As more fool people join me trying their kites on the pier
Mr. Abel H. Danesh
Arora
by Danesh (not verified) on Thu Jan 31, 2008 06:41 PM PST~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Air Force One
Without
Stars
Night
Is
Sky
Devoured
By
Demon
Danesh
January 31, 2008
Arora
by Danesh, Abol Hassan, 1952- (not verified) on Thu Jan 31, 2008 06:19 PM PSTAir Force One
Without
Stars
Night
Is
Sky
Devoured
By
Demon
A. Hassan Danesh
January 31, 2008
cool
by amoohooman (not verified) on Wed Jan 30, 2008 07:32 PM PSTi liked the text , keshmakeshi ast miane khorshido mah ....
Beautiful
by Anonymy (not verified) on Wed Jan 30, 2008 03:15 PM PSTPurely beautiful.
که تا ابد در عطر
Anonymous2 (not verified)Wed Jan 30, 2008 11:58 AM PST
که تا ابد در عطر ستاره غوطه می خورم؟
Star is a boll of fire and nasty gases.