Teardrops in Barcelona

Teardrops in Barcelona
by Farhad Zaltash

It “seldom” changes,

“Often” as expected,

“Never” challenged,

“Always” safe

In familiar walls,


Until God slaps it on its face –

A breeze, an unexpected smile,

Or, a tragedy devastating the heart.


“What if the chance of a lifetime

Never catches on?”


Am I as good as this prison called

Peace and harmony of

My surrounding halls?


Set the walls on fire, ask the wind

To dance with flames before the ashes

Take over the night.


Don’t ask about the stranger’s home address

Or analyze her smile,

Just chase your own heart onto the next valley

Of sensation, there is glory in the “wake up” call.


Don’t curse God for the pain in the heart,

Or become a victim constantly asking,

“Why me?"  But, pick up each teardrop and linger

In that crystal ball, its other name, “jewel-pearl,”

Of this life.


Keep your mouth shut, as if you were born


Your ears open, as if you are a python listening

To heartbeats of the rabbit nearby, trying to evade you

In silence of disguise.

Your eyes wide open, tied to a rope

Connecting to your heart,

As if a command-and-control center

Is indeed in charge.


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by FarhadZ. (not verified) on

Golhaaye Daroon:

Well articulated - in that blissfulness, from Golhaaye Daroon flourishes Golhaaye Boroun in that Garden, life.


Thank you for your fine

by "Golhaaye Daroon" (not verified) on

Thank you for your fine elaboration.

Grasping glimpses of higher consciousness/awareness might bring along and no longer necessitate the game of command & control that the mind plays oh so well.

To witness sparks of the Truth facilitates surrendering to that higher self . . . In that state of unity, the internal & external world meld in harmony & ecstacy ensues; what your eyes see is what your heart feels and the whole is what your being is at any moment in which you leap into that state of bliss.



by FarhadZ. (not verified) on


Thank you for your kind words from the City of Love and Lights. I wished that I had the command of the French language so I could have thanked you in French, but I don't have this skill.



by FarhadZ. (not verified) on

Golhayee Daroon:

The Eye/Heart connection sees the manifestation of the external world through the internal world. The command-and-control center happened to be the moment's metaphor for depicting the acute state of consciousness and awareness.

Thank you for your kind comment.


A beautiful & touching poem

by "Golhaaye Daroon" (not verified) on

A beautiful & touching poem . . . .

The ending is puzzling though; A connection between the heart & the eyes . . . and then "command-and-control center" is indeed in charge?! Where does "the command" and then "control" come to play in this equation?!


Un petit mot ...

by PersiangirlinParis (not verified) on

Mon cher poète,
En voilà un très joli poème, et très captivant au demeurant

J'espère que le voyage à Barcelone était bien agréable et qu'il vous a laissé des souvenirs exquis