Cyrus Mahan Poems

I was once a poet

I was once a poet,
In a far faraway land.
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South
An old cemetery
Of Jews and Communists
Eternally in sleep
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Poetry, blood and cyanide
By Cyrus Mahan

I will fight you
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A new Flag is Declared
In the dusk of the night,
Under the watchful eyes of the guards and the guns.
Ill write a poem,
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Girls of dreams
By: Cyrus Mahan
cyrusmahan@yahoo.com
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The country is Iran
The region is south
The death is landing on a chair
A deserted broken chair
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It was late into the dusk
They called seven
Came back one
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This night is not going to sleep
You are not going to come
And I
I have no strength to leave.
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