Traces

Tapping two fingers in cream,
Anti-wrinkle it promises,
I smooth it over
The familiar surface
Of my face
Caressing with gentle strokes
Lines that reveal years
As if with a little kindness
They might disappear
How many times
Have I faced this face?
Trying to reason her sorrows
Quell her zeal.
And now these wrinkles that show
All the years of woe
And a cream that promises youth
But can never wipe away
The memories of grief,
Carved permanent and deep,
On this tired face
Where time has left its lasting trace.

Meet Iranian Singles

Iranian Singles

Recipient Of The Serena Shim Award

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