Biography of Mehraneh Hosseini
I am NOT a poet.'Star', 'Mother to be' and 'RUN&RUN&RUN' are my own poems if we call them poems?
Other poems are breathtaking poems from my country's talented poets, I translate some of them and some of these translations are not mine, so do not consider me as their poet, I only try to show how high culture and background my country has.
If you wanna read one of my poems, I'm intrested to know your opinions about'STAR'
Mehraneh Hosseini Poems
** Mother To Be **
They say you will go to heaven If you have a bun in the oven After passing one and seven You would pass one month again
* Star *
When there is no space to bear out A politician with enormous clout! The one who calls you a litter lout Try not to show how
** Run & Run & Run **
Since the time I had begun, My life was always dun. It was somewhat spartan. No one said, you are a little son
A Message On The Road, Poet: Sohrab Sepe...
One day I will come, and bring a message.
Gift , Poetess: Forugh Farrokhzad
I speak out of the deep of night out of the deep of darkness and out of the deep of night I speak
Another BıRth, Poetess: Forugh Farr...
My whole being is a dark chant which will carry you perpetuating you to the dawn of eternal growths and blossoming
The Fishes' Message, Poet: Sohrab Sepehr...
I went to the pond Hoping to see the reflection of my loneliness in the water There was no water in the pond.
Address, Poet: Sohrab Sepehri
“Where is the friend’s house? ” Horseman asked by twilight and, The sky paused.
Conquest Of The Garden Poetess: Forugh ...
That crow which flew over our heads and descended into the disturbed thought of a vagabond cloud and the sound of which traversed
Green Delusion, Poetess: Forugh Farrok...
I cried all day in the mirror. Spring Had entrusted my window to the trees' green delusion. My body would not fit n the cocoon of my loneliness.
The Wind Will Take Us, Poetess: Forugh F...
In my small night, ah the wind has a date with the leaves of the trees in my small night there is agony of destruction listen
Someone Who Is Not Like Anyone (1966) , ...
I've had a dream that someone is coming. I've dreamt of a red star, and my eyes lids keep twitching and my shoes keep snapping to attention
The Song Of Wind And Rain, Poet: Shafii ...
You are kinder than a leaf under the kisses of rain The wakefulness of stars in the eyes of streams The mirror of your eyes the unity of morning and shore Your rare smile a star-pouring morning
Water, Poet: Sohrab Sepehri
We shouldn’t muddy the water A pigeon may drink it down the road Or in a far away grove a starling may bathe Or in the village, a jug may be filled
** Run & Run & Run **
Since the time I had begun,
My life was always dun.
It was somewhat spartan.
No one said, you are a little son
The one who needs more fun.
Then, when my father gone,
I didn't even see the sun.
I only had my wine tun.
I had to worked for a piece of bun.