In my glass city
All songs are kiss
All looks mean love
So no one needs to look for a word
For reaching out his love!
And because of love
Time is eternity!
In my glass city
Tear is the most valuable thing
And smile is the cheapest!
In my glass city
There's no alphabet
Since feeling is enough for everyone
And heart is enough for life!
In my glass city
There's no darkness
Since light is into people's eyes
And moon is the source of shining sun!
In my glass city
People don't sleep at night
As they feel its gravity!
In my glass city
Houses don't have lock
And lock is a legend
And flowers don't have thistle!
Alas...that it's just a glass city! !
This is wonderful! I love this vision of a totally different reality from ours. And yet embodied in these strange images of a different world are the desires and hopes our hearts contain unfulfilled but for a poetic moment they are real. Your poem illustrates the special magic of poetry! ! !
WOoooaaaw! ! ! ! ! ! ! ..................: O +it couldnt have a better name...glass city is the best :))))
it seems like Ahmad Shamloo's poems: roozi ke kamtarin sorood booseh ast
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
perfect negar.i really like it & enjoy it.Weldon