Poemland Poem by Farshid Hajyzadeh

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Turkish hands
Kurd lips
The eyes of Baluch
Your stature has seeded in the Arian lands
Germinate
Hive's daughters
I'm dripping my heart
So much you look like a revolver
Presia beats in the heart of the poetry books.

Saturday, March 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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