Is “Love” Eternal? – Perhaps
As I “Suckled” From My “Mother’s” Breast .. “Nourishment” For My Very “Being” .. The “Cherishment” of the Very “Moment” .. No “Angst” In “Sight”
As I “Suckled” From My “Mother’s” Breast .. “Nourishment” For My Very “Being” .. The “Cherishment” of the Very “Moment” .. No “Angst” In “Sight”
As The “Universe” Informs “Us” .. The “Question” always “Is” .. From “Whence” .. “Does” My “Control” .. “Emanate” .. “Faith” Everlasting .. “Tells” Us
From The “Dawn” Of “Creation” .. “Given” To “Us” Humans .. “The” Power of “Compassion” .. “Though” I May Be A “Youth”, Father .. “Nevertheless”
From “Time” Immemorial .. The “Great” People Of Iran .. Blessed By Their “Creator” With Great “Genius” .. Contributing To The “Greatness” Of Mankind ..
As The Weed, May The Light Of “Sun” Shine Upon It .. The Passion of The “Sea” .. “Tumultuous” Though It May Be .. May
From The “Hue” of The “Morning” .. Ashore Asunder .. “Beautiful” As The “Evening” .. “Myriads” of “Motion” .. “Jehovah’s” Children “Abreast” .. “Motivated” by
My Body “Glorious” With Your “Sweetness” .. From “Whence”, Bereft of “All” Care .. “Cool” With “Tightness” Everlasting .. “Enjoyment”, “Spacious”, And “Clad” With “Passion”
As Though the “Devil” Himself Was Around .. Conspiracy of “Fools” Abound .. England, US And all “The Rest” .. In Anticipation of A “Prize”
The “Weak” Sayeth To The “Strong” .. My Brother, Where “Is” My “Right”? .. The “Strong” Ever “Subjugating” .. With “Contempt” In “His” Eyes ..
The “Blueness” Of “Sky” .. “All” But “Imaginary” .. “Meadows” Filled With “Flowers” .. “Antelopes” Roaming “Around” .. From “Pasture” There “Asunder” .. “Lilies” Bloom
O’ Holy One .. My Mind, In “Agony” .. Trying To Reconcile .. Are You, Or Are You Not? .. On The One Hand, I
O’ Mollana, Begging Upon Your Feet .. Mesmerized By The Presence of Your Spirit .. Bereft of All Evil, Embracing You In Love .. With
Hell Hath No Fury .. The Bastard “Saddam” .. Devastation “Everywhere” .. Treachery, But A Step Afar .. O’ Brother “Mojahed”, How Did Your Heart
Roodaki, Hafez, Saa’di .. Iraj Mirza, Mollana, Sanaii’, . Khayyam, Naderi, Ferdowsi, Etesami, Farrokhzad, Naderpoor .. Genius Knows No Bounds for The “Iranians” .. Whether
Parvaneh and Dariush .. Loving Their Country .. “Passionate” For Justice and Freedom .. “Idealistic” In Their Greatness of Iran .. Patiently Awaiting a “Brighter”
I asked My Parents on the Dead in Iraq .. Women, Children, Old and Young .. I asked Them On The Retribution Of Justice ..
The “Tyranny” of The “Mullahs” .. All But 29 Years Old .. The “Masses” Awaiting .. A “Positve” change For Our “Country” .. Youth Being
When Justice Was Meted Out .. The Shortness of Stick Was Obvious .. To Our Mothers .. Daughters .. Sisters .. And all The
Do Not Be “Deceived” By Such Nonsense .. You Are “First and Foremost” Iranian .. If You Are Baloochi, Kord, or Lor .. Bakhtiari, Ghashghayee,
May The Forces That Cause Separation Be Damned .. May People who Conspire To Create Havoc Be Abolished .. May All Spirits That Intend To
O’ Mollana, Begging Upon Your Feet .. Mesmerized By The Presence of Your Spirit .. Bereft of All Evil, Embracing You In Love .. With