Forehead Field Poem by mohammad ahmadizadeh

You and I
And our memories two cows
Plowed my forehead

I followed up
Passing days
Plowing my field
And sowing desires seeds
In my forehead wrinkles

But,
I never was aware of
Falling hopes snowflakes
Over my head

I didn't care cold and
long severe winter storms

Bring darling
The forgetfulness Cleaner
When you come back here

Swept turning yellow leaves
Fading past days memories

Swept straws and more desire spike
Which damaged by the separation frost
On a abandoned grave here

When you come back here