Poetry

My House

Fragile is the four walls
Surrounding me
Away from the cold
That awaits me in anger
I walk to the moon
A pale face fallen
In the midnight river >>>

Ego Identity

Words of love
Perhaps a mystery
Even if open book
Only Nobles understand
When heart is misty with its sorrow
And its light dimmed with fog
In dreams will come clarity
As Gods descend in your heart
This life seems often unfair >>>

HOPE

I chased life with fast pace
Tried to catch up with the race
Through the darkness of distant space
I saw a flicker – a radiant trace
On a summit, the highest place
So I climbed the mountain of grace
I finally reached its high peak
What was I really trying to seek? >>>

سرنوشت

شب ها
درست نیمه های شب
در بیداری من دراز می کشی و به خواب سردی فرو می روی
صورت تو کو؟
روز در زیر پوست تن تو رژه می رود
پوست تو کاشف رنگ نور است
روزها سردند
و روزنامه ها تصویر سایه های دست تو را چاپ کرده اند >>>

A little more

He strained to hear, yes,
a female voice, repeating
"Djinni Djinn Djinn!
Come through the howlin' wind!
Come to your purple kin!"
It sounded like the falls
that Aladdin had stepped in
before he got himself lost,
the deepest rumble now
and more frightening >>>

آتش شرم مقّدّس

هموطن شعله ي عشقت ز آلامت پيداست
آتش شرم مقدّس ز پيامت بر پاست
پرده ي غفلت تاريخي ما خواهد سوخت
تا چنين آتش جاويد بپا در دل ماست
زاده ي آوروشي و دانش و دادش به سرت
لوحه اش زنده ز منشور حقوق بشرت
اين آه با ظلم رَوَد آبروي ايران است
آيد آن آبروي رفته به يمن اثرت >>>

Traveling Friend

There is always a reason to travel
For beyond everything you see today
There is a tomorrow, a yesterday, a today and a forever
And for the night
A reflection lives in that beating of the moon’s heart
To reach you in a rainbow of strikes
Singing blue, silver and green >>>

Wisteria

Rare flowers blossom in cold,
Like the Wisteria at my front gate
that blooms just before Spring declares its arrival
and decrees her season.
Wisteria welcomes those who enter,
with mesmerizing scent
of fragrance that takes you back to alleys in "Shemron",
or, the delightful drive on a winding road
overlooking the olive orchards of the Northern hills of "Gilan". >>>

رجز خوانی

تمام راه را میگریستم
و به چشمانم آب قرض میدادم
ستاره ها یک نفس نور می خواستند
کتاب که می خواﻨﺪﻡ
کلمات رجز خوانی میکردند >>>

A permenant mistress

If anguish were to choose
A permanent mistress,
Forgiveness must own the night,
Vengeance has no chance.
If truth’s pill must be swallowed
So sparrows can take that flight,
Bitter taste is the wine,
Not out of a candy jar >>>

The faithers and thinkers

The new Prophet stands lightly
On top of Her chosen books
Stacked up as high as the moon.
They are the books of sciences,
The books of true poems, stories and arts
And different holy books.
Of different nations, times and. Lands.
The people are waiting for the Prophet to speak >>>

برای شوهرم

کاش میشد که هرروز خدا
جای رفتن سر کار
جای رفت و آمدن‌های سریع و پر شتاب
جای حرف زدن با ایاب و ذهاب
جای ایستادن جلوی اینهٔ بی‌ چشم و رو
جای خط چشم و ماتیک و مداد ابرو
جای قهوه خوردن و صبحانه بد اشتها
زندگیم در تو خلاصه میشد و این بچه ها >>>

Death and...

Every year at tax time
we necessarily fight.
"Why is this paper
missing from its file?"
"If you did the filing
you'd know yourself!"
The room, the bed is covered
with sheets numbered >>>

Rumi's Wine

When mist of past clouds your heart
When memories pierce like swords heated in flame
When broken vows empty your soul
When there’s no one to be blamed
Your heart slams its doors
On enchantments of pure love
It no longer can fathom
Further pain or harder fall >>>

کفشها

برابرم چند تن تنها نشسته اند
هر کدام در کفشی سبکبار شده اند
آنسو
کفشی افسون شده چرم دفتر شعری
که روزی قیمتی چشمگیر داشت
اینسو
کفش لاستیکی خودکام دفتری
با کابوس واکس سنت مرور می شود >>>