Mahtab Nega Poems

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1.
Raid

The violin strings
Turned my fingers red…
Your music was a storm
on a flower bed.
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2.
The Night Passed

Softly, the night passed without your voice:
The stars were drunk on the blue wine air
And lay like a Greek princess on a veil.
The moon was shimmering with a cool perfume,
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