Ghazal Ebrahimzade Poems

A
Rose is in dust
a rose is nice
Petals are healthy
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Fill in the blanks with those vocabularies never ever found in usual discussion, daily comes and goes, never existed even on imaginary world of movies or books.
Fill in the blanks with noise.
Tumult of hallucination whizzing the sound of ambiguity through the sound of the gait of a man galloping smoothly in the long yellow brick route surrounds with fences never expose the way of redemption.
Fill in the blanks with choice.
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Shall we stay for a while in the midnight on the bridge river which beneath is dried
Without you disturbing me further, annoying, or injuring my heart.
Shall we?
Shall I ask you don't say even a word about being cruel or galling of love? Neither do I expect the romantic situation with burning stars, or smooth blowing breeze to pamper cheeks inwards…nothing … I expect for nothing. What I wait for is only staying for a while. Be patient and calm enough to look at my eyes, someone whose crime is only loving you and ask yourself …why?
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Never say yes...never say no
never stay in dark gloom glued us to the motionless shadows
never go up or even fall down
down
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Being devoured by black holes, the last star, used to be gleaming upright. Dancing and dancing in harmony of oval ladder of milky wayward.
Brilliant
Smart
Honorable, alight
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Master builder of hanging audio of the hearts,
Tapping and mapping
a
kind of music through the vocabulary of arts,
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She was mother and I was child…
In the land of crimson yard
Whan we play with paper kite…
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All birds of my heart were high in sudden curved of the azure sky where enthusiasm and happiness flourishing directly
In the magnificent immigration through
dance of wind and wine.
Swirling
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I want to wait, come and join me here
until it becomes so
LATE!
like a last moon of light in cloudy weather never burning bright
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The whole hills of high mountain is covered with pure whiteness, very shining gazing the eyes…
It is BARF.
Pearl like, dandelions, I mean, cunning coming, cunning coming …dance and sing with the wave of whizzing band.
It is BARF.
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