Red Apple Poem by Hamid Arzesh

Red apple

That name which was great god almighty
That sign which was strong and beauty

That who prescribes run to travel
That who load the pain on my camel

That who thought to go with not to go
That who mix the color on the show

That tender soft blues guitar player
That closen eyes dancing prayer

That who danced what a wonderful seen
That who scared how understands what dose it means

That fear which grabs your chest
That unwelcome hollow childhood guest

That you told me I’m in extreme pain
That I told you I’m lust in the same

That you’ve seen was fear, and empty room
That you didn’t see; red apple on the doom

That mood that laugh, also that lie
That tense moment and that good bye


July 2001