Framarz Bagheri

Rookie - 117 Points (1962 / Lahijan-Iran)

Framarz Bagheri Poems

81. En Route 1 10/20/2014
82. En Route 2 10/20/2014
83. Endless Novel 10/16/2010
84. Evening In My Eyes 7/15/2008
85. Evening Prowler 9/5/2009
86. Every Bit Of Yesterday 9/27/2008
87. Eve's Kiss 7/28/2008
88. F & I 7/1/2009
89. Feast In The Jungle 10/20/2009
90. First Wish 9/21/2009
91. Flight To Nowhere 12/22/2009
92. Flow Like A Wild River 2/10/2010
93. Forever New 9/6/2009
94. Framarz And Magic Blue 12/2/2009
95. Friedrich Nietzsche And Framarz 1/4/2010
96. From A Pink Balcony 8/10/2009
97. From Evening 1/17/2009
98. From Here To Italy 8/10/2009
99. From Lahijan With You 1 5/14/2014
100. Game Is Over 11/8/2008
101. God Eats Water Melon At Yelda Night 12/22/2009
102. God Is A Big Lover 3/11/2009
103. God Is An Ice Cream Man 11/14/2009
104. God Is Beauty 9/12/2009
105. God Is Every Thing 4/18/2009
106. God Is My Papa, God Is My Mama 7/8/2008
107. God Is Pink 10/11/2009
108. God Love Autumn 2 9/29/2009
109. God Love Autumn 3 9/30/2009
110. God, Love And Autumn 9/28/2009
111. Goddess Called Sophy 2/10/2010
112. Good Morning Flaubert 8/15/2009
113. Good Morning God 11/23/2008
114. Good Morning You Flew 2/23/2009
115. Good News 9/27/2008
116. Grass In A Tea Cup 12/2/2009
117. Grass Was Red 9/27/2008
118. Gravity Of Chase 12/1/2008
119. Groping Your Thighs 1/9/2010
120. Gypsy In Black 10/20/2009
Best Poem of Framarz Bagheri

God Is Beauty

The beauty of a lady

Spreading love on Internet

The beauty of the first kiss

On the corner of a dark room

The beauty of a crow

Pecking the food into grasses

The beauty of the skins

The beauty of the smile

Of a pretty girl

The beauty of the morning light

The beauty of a queer feeling

Under the shadow of a tree

The beauty of the sparrows

Bathing in the pond

The beauty of the unknowns

The beauty of forgiveness

The beauty of solitude

At a goodbye party

The beauty of a ...

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Soliloquy

Mild ray of sun
Pale colors of leaves
Wetness of virgin lips
Silky tits
Mud in the flower pots
Water dripping from your skin
On my tongue
Since I learned how to fall
Without getting hurt

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