hassan hayati

On the land of red tulips, it rains
On the sad night of agony, it rains
Rain, on the holy graves of comrades
On my restless eyes, it rains
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Today is dark but tomorrow,
Lots of suns and stars
Will bring the light and sweep the sorrow
If and if
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The scent of your hair, I Inhale today
To me it seems as roses and daffodils in May
It reaches a year or so you have left
To me it seems decades or a century,
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Have you been far from my mind?
Never
Have I been absent in your dreams?
Never
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I still survive, I am still alive
Devoting my pride, again and again
Never told you about my deep pain
My plain love and heart
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Strange!
What a strange world
No one is true
No one has faith.
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Two love birds, sitting sad in the cage
Viewing the life on every single page
They are all the same for the one in jail
But they try to see the worlds and freedom, even pale
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The rule of love
I spoke, I advised
It did not work
I kept mute, did it ever work?
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Spreading her silk scarlet hair,
On the ocean's blue chest and bare
The scene might be described in the Genesis
The soft waves curling the long tresses
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Once saw a bird in the cage
Singing like a sad opera singer on the stage
Larynx roaring while the Eyes closed
He might be thinking of flying, I supposed
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The dominant deer glanced at the herd
A soft wind played in his mane and beard
Stood on a hill brave like a bear
His firm masculine body agile like a bird
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I miss the old days, in many hours, in many ways
We went to school on foot
Winter days on the snow, we did play and scoot
Stories were made on the way, every day
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The day of freedom finally reached, form the life hook
The last lines of the last page of my life book
If Leaving is hard and harder is the abandonment
But both are somehow sweet at the moment
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Avoiding your thoughts towards me
You made me a thoughtless
What a nightmare I am, an endless
Your ravish eyes, Make me disorientated
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Under the deep waters of blue oceans,
Once lived a shark
He thought he was the king of the waters,
Without any talk
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Deeply disappointed by the failures
And suffered from the defeats
His grandfather, that gold heart,
That white hair, He meets
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Sitting on my rocking chair, made by the wood of the old pine
How can I drink this coffee in the glass of mine?
Once the tree was living in the yard ever green
The Birds and Squirrels on the branches were always seen
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She was passing the mid forty years of her age
Found some disorders
She was told it was a cancer
I hate remembering the disease
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It is the Fathers' day and my father has no dad
He is sad
Sure, he is missing granny, and wants his hand
He can not hide this sorrow, and, he is sad
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