A letter to the war kids

Your lukewarm tears are mine,
And my butterfly laughter is yours,
From the land of flowers and dreams,
I like to send chocolates and fairytales
And on the wings of fresh air,
Fragrance of newly ripe grain,
But I can't share your rotten bread like destiny
Dancing giggles from village's little school;
Bright sunshine future
Cold moonlight tenure
Are also for you
Pearls woven in thread of pain,
Please sparkles in my neck
And broken words of happiness
Please ornament my poems

Meet Iranian Singles

Iranian Singles

Recipient Of The Serena Shim Award

Serena Shim Award
Meet your Persian Love Today!
Meet your Persian Love Today!