Biography of Kareem Bakhtyarfar
Persian Poet, born on March 23 1960 in Mashhad city of IRAN.
Kareem Bakhtyarfar's Works:
Not till now.
Kareem Bakhtyarfar Poems
Either fathers Or even though here, My currently named as my father Did not know so
Goin' On …
Light crosses the sense of blue rose And by appearance of my eyes Much apparitions of life go And by memories of clean leaves
Eyes Of Wine
There is shining perfect moon; but sun shall be rising soon. On my floating knowledge nerd, thy name is so lovely word.
Clammy Hug! ?
Mourn for the Earth -as the bed- to green the fine dreams Most have to toil when the band saws go to round beams,
Midnight and, drinking the last cup of tea and the tea-pot that empty. Thinking about my lord: 'Thou':
Dance me Dance me, you drive me drunk and drunken. Burn me, burn me, you drive me rising arisen;
... And Here Down!
before! By green leaves of narrow observes, on reflexes of blue lights of oceans' eyes, Spring from bright head-fountains of existence;
I met the Nestor, Alongshore of Acheron And asked him about Trojan wooden horse! ?
The white dreamer beloved, Were expanding dark night, Over her shoulders' light. From her chest of land
Garden Of Reflection
The garden of reflection green back of the rampant of consciousness: 'The glare'; festoon gate to resplendence;
The white lambs of thought, graze the dark full night; Violet morning runs, since my child of mind,
I met the Nestor,
Alongshore of Acheron
And asked him about
Trojan wooden horse! ?
He frowned at me and said:
Blue light and dark,
Gold dragon flew
And thought anguished,