Farshid Rezaee Poems

Rusty rotten dirty domes,
Wound the Heaven’s azure heart,
Chimneys’ souls rise to part,
Black giants’ filthy foams.
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The time when thy heart’d beat no longer
When thy soul’d be shaken by thunder
Of the innocent hands of the Death
Coming to take hold of thy breath
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Black gown of night has covered the Earth
The owl singing for the Devil’s birth
Stars twinkle but the heart is dark
The moon gloomy and the wind stark
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Stony tombs are ahead
Monuments of bygone days
Each with its own secret
Ready to unfold
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A black figure is there,
Leaning against the wall,
Grinning, gnawing on my soul
It looks familiar, yet I know it not.
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Sun is on its deathbed
Bleeding, melting
Black velvet Empire
Stretching kingdom of darkness
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------------There-------------
-----------I can see------------
-----------An icy figure-----------
----------Short and plump----------
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I will
Outshine the sun
Lie on the clouds
Play on golden strings
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A little delicate miracle
Moving, giggling, laughing
Its little fingers
Rise in the air
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How beautiful the rain is
For no one can see
Me tears…
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