A Wish - Poem by nasibeh Daneshvar
once I knew a person,
his sight was infinite, such as the sky
and I believe him,
he was hearing the voice of my soul,
who was the holiest and purest peroperty of mine,
but my angle lost in the passing of the days,
the brightness of his eyes disappeared,
and I sought hopelessly the memories
which were like dreams,
the dreams that imagine weren't real any time,
oh, my lord
bring me back my angle...
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