A sight for granted, never…

Past grandmother’s stories,

Beyond yesterdays’ lingering


Above clouds of the moment’s


There is a rendezvous with destiny –


To unlock the lock, I must endure this pain,

To harness the journey’s craft, I must negotiate with

The stones on this path,

To kill the monsters, I must be willing to die first

And then watch how my ashes shall rise against

Another day’s sunrise.


To each scar, there must be a new

Meaningful note added,

To each roadblock, there must be

A new sign-post erected reading,

“this way please…”

To each teardrop, there must

Be a follow-up heartfelt “sigh,”

To each majesty of a rose opening up

To the morning sun there must be

A message delivered,

“that I shall never take this

Glory teaching sight for granted….”

Meet Iranian Singles

Iranian Singles

Recipient Of The Serena Shim Award

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