Saeid Hadavand

I hear a voice
What is it?
I dont know
What it says?
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Far Far spaces
a tiny lost bird...
is looking for traces
...

Time by Time
Bide your time
There is no time to hold the time
Just pay the dime and drink the wine
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It seems I'm not on earth
How scented, Can you smell that?
How warm, Can you feel that?
What a tepid air caressing me
...

Where are you?
Where are you o my lost, o my half...

Show me just a little glory
...

Look at her
I mean the lady
see her pride
her tender steps
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This poem is presented by me in memory of the pretty poor girl Neda agha soltan to her family, Iran and the world.
' Neda ' has been killed in 2009/06/20 in Tehran - Iran by a bullet on her chest in the crowds of 10th presidental election protests of Iran.
I saw the video. It was painful. When I was watching it, When she was going, I heared her music master (The old man in the video) was saying to her: ' Don't be afraid, Don't be afraid... '
And now I'm here to complete his sentence for you.
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I always think you're here
Beneath my skin, You're so near
I can feel you on my body, More than my wear
What are you looking for and what do you want here?
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How can I say...
This shout of my eyes
This lack of mine
And this beautiful truth of my life
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Let us begin
Let us be what we want
Let us see the one who we want
And let the heart lead anything
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Paint the color, paint the white
Paint the truth, paint the right
Paint the other shape of might
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Your winy red lips...
...
I want to be drunked with your kiss
Want to be unconscious for years, at least
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This is a pain...When you know...
And thats gonna hurt...
The fall
Cold sun
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