Seyamak Ghambari

Many happy memories I hold from Ashton School,
Many friends I made there and memories I hold,
Friends I have and friends I lost along the way,
But their memories I treasure all the time.
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Drink of Men and Women for centuries,
Spirit of defiance, drank in sanctuaries,
Strong and full, yet velvety smooth,
Labour of hard work and tradition,
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Memory of ancient times, stored in pillars of stone,
Magnificent, majestic and yet elegant Throne,
Reminder of Persian Empire once before,
The greatest kings world had ever known,
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I wish I could see my mother one more time,
Kiss her face and hold her in my arms tight,
I wish I could sit in the garden,
Watch her watering her Roses in the evening time, But I can’t
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What’s freedom?
Are we really free, in our cases?
Or are we trapped in our golden cages?
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Wisdom may fill me with richness,
But I am not full,
Spirit not content,
Soul not calm,
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Seyavoosh a great name from Shahnameh,
You lived your life as Ferdosi wrote in his “Nameh”
You read this book to us so expertly,
As if you have known it since your infancy.
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Is smile just an impression on our face in light?
Or is it just lips slightly opened wide at times?
Or is there more to it that makes our hearts pond with joy?
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Sitting on my side,
An Angels of Divine,
Gentle and kind,
Face of moon light.
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Water so still and calm,
Reflections of mountains,
At reach of your hands,
Reach out and touch it,
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Life, a long winding road,
Many turns and corners ahead,
Some sharp some easier to take,
None the less we must press ahead.
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Ring the bells, ring the bells loud and fast,
Invite them all, we must all, rush there fast,
What is there to tell, what is it all about?
Is it another message, for us to shout?
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The other night, I had a dream,
Sitting with my Mother on side of a stream,
She held my hand, and gently whispered,
My eldest son, something I want to ask.
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Lonely eagle flies high in the sky,
Wings tucked back, majestic and proud,
Head stretched out, claws opened wide,
Pray down below can’t escape the Eagle’s eye.
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Where is home, is it that place I left long time ago?
Or is it this one I chose to live, till I am old?
Is home, that place, where I was born?
Or is it, here near to my family that I adore?
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While I was asleep, a vision I saw “In My Dreams”,
Goddess dressed like Eve, appeared next to me,
Surrendered my soul, as Adam did long time ago,
Weak maybe, but who can't adore?
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Sea and Cloud in Loving Crest,
Horizon a line stamped in their chest,

Another natur’s creation to smile,
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