آه، ای روشنی
مگر چه می شد
اگر که می آمدی
تا بر سینه ریز سادگی،
معنای خورشید را
سریر سرودی سازی؟
آه، ای روشنی، ای زلال،
لب تشنه مانده ام
در شعله ی انتظار تو،
پرپر شدم
در شب های پریشانی
که بادها می وزد،
و باختم
در دنیای تیرگی.
به تو دادم
همه چیزم را،
هرروزه آرامش ام را،
رازم، آوازم را،
و دانستم،
دانستم
اورنگی مرده و
صبری زنده را،
در ژرفای یادی
دیرینه.
آه، ای روشنی،
ای کاش می آمدی
بعد از این همه سال،
برای بیداری من
برای تعبیر زندگی
یا همنفسی.
ای کاش می آمدی
بعد از این همه یاد،
برای بیخوابی من
برای تغییر زندگی
یا همسفری
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Orang Khan (jan)
by Souri on Sun Nov 23, 2008 12:09 PM PSTYeki talabet :D)
Nice Poem
by Orang Gholikhani on Sun Nov 23, 2008 10:40 AM PSTI liked your poem, I'm not molaloghati, (usually Souri jan is in duty for that ;-)
But as my name is Orang, what do you mean when you say Orangi mordeh ?! As we don't know each other, I think it is not about me :-)
do you mean a "dead thron" or it is another word and it is a mistake in writing?!
Regards.
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by Anonymous54 (not verified) on Sun Nov 23, 2008 07:18 AM PSTLong & Extended Shower
Dust off your room
Polish you mirror
Vac cu mm the carpet
Move the furniture around
To clean the settled spider web
Hiding there as permanent resident
Shine the windows
Change the mattress and pillow cover
With fresh one
Sanitize the surrounding with spray
Let the fresh air blow in
When all is done
You feel as if
You have been baptized freshly clean
In bath tub for hours
Insulated from all the sins around you
There...
The more cleaning & cleansing you do in details
The more sinless you become
--Abol Hassan Danesh, Teacher
Perpetual hymn of an open book.
by Francesco Sinibaldi (not verified) on Sat Nov 22, 2008 01:21 PM PSTLike an iced
dream my mind
disappears in
the heart of
an innocent
nurse, when a
clamour appears
and a delicate
blackbird discovers
a glimmer.
Francesco Sinibaldi
I loved this poem....
by Souri on Sat Nov 22, 2008 07:23 AM PSTI have already told you, I think :D)
But this poem is so wonderful, I must say my appreciation, every time I hear it. Thanks a lot for sharing this beautiful work with us.