Leila Taghavi Poems

Violet, creeping jasmines
With green, rising fingers,
Tuning the yellow violin,
Sitting on the blue heaven
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Inside a long glass,
Updside down,
The ant moves silently
Up and down
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When I see your sea
And finger the rest of sand,
I feel you in my land
Your salinity
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On a silk rug
A group of ants
Scurrying arround each other
Found a seed
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