Sina Farajzadeh

Sina Farajzadeh Poems

Under rain of words I stand,
Can't even wash my brain or hand,
Full of sins, aware and unaware, it's our brand,
To act bad, to hide truth under sand.

Shine, shine, on the ground - dear Sun,
I'm tired and from suffers no longer I can run,
I need your heat, mercy and light,
For relief no longer I can fight,

I'm telling you something which is painful,
But I'm afraid, it's just a fact,
What a world it is? !
What a world we have? !

Alas! The glottonous Earth eats every day
He eats Men day and night with his mouth
The cemetery, and our life becomes black and Grey
Of grief we go east, west, north and south,

A beautiful bird flies and nobody cares,
A cute cat walks and nobody cares,
An earlybird rooster crows and no one hears,
A poor child cries and no one hears,

Shake! Shake! and let all wake
From sleep and rescue for God's sake
The ground moves suddenly
Everything drops uncommonly

Oh I'm sick, My stomach aches,
I sleep but the pain wakes,
Everybody complains, my parents, my friends,
'Why didn't you take care? ' 's that never ends!

In the land of broken hearts,
A man walks,
Lonely he is beside friends,
Aware of his solitude, in confusion.

I'm an ugly statue around which children play and have no feelings about me.. Nobody pays attention to the pain inside my stony face...

I'm a tree which is left lonely among other trees. The gardeners have forgotten to quench my thirst of water...

I said hello
She said hi
I said i love u
She said why


It's midnight, I'm here, under rain, it's dark
It's cold, I hope,
I wish, I want, what?
I desire tomorrow!


To A Fair Lady, in an unfair world,
To her beautiful eyes I dedicate these lines.

The battle of the words - unsaid
The peace among the sentences - written
The confusion in paragraphs - lectured
And books written but not read

To Miss Taylor Swift
Whose fairy beauty for me is a gift
To praise her within my lines
As the books dedicated to divines!

Depressed eyes, disappointed face,
Shaking fingers, broken heart,
Feeling blue, being lonely,
Acting up,

Suddenly I felt I've got nothing;
But despair!
Hatred falls through my way,
Which isn't fair!

Lonely I am like I've been always,
Tired of life, people and their ways.
What I am? Why I am?
No need to sham.

Whatever we believe upsets us,
Whatever we trust, we need,
Books, prayers and Cross
Emptiness of minds is filled

When we are sentenced to live, to be,
When we don't have any thing to blind ourselves,
When you feel that the sky would become black,
Of the pains that come out our your chest,

How difficult it is, to be surrounded
By people who pretend that love you
But not being understood by them.

Sina Farajzadeh Biography

It was early in the morning of September 11,1990 when a child was born. The event took place in the city of Urmia, North West of Iran. An existence which was not optional for the baby became a force to live. Poor baby, he had no choice over his being, nor on his place of birth, and still nor over the date of it. Now the baby was doomed to grow up and come to understand drab bitterness and moments of sweet pleasures. It was a pity that the joys were just momentary and the pains were as long as life. The child was among people with who he couldn't mentally connect, and so, for him humans were not the same as he imagined. They were harsh, senseless and wild, even though he could see some exceptions here and there. But, generally, the child couldn't bear the evil humans. By passing of the time he grew and became a teenage, bearing in his heart all those negative feelings. His mind was always struggling to understand his being and the role of divinity? Did God exist? Does He now? If so, why are there many evil things in this life? Why doesn't He care a fig? "It seems like God Sees the Truth but He doesn't Care" he usually thought. But the more the poor teen thought the more he came to know that it doesn't matter anymore. So, without having any role in the course of growing up, he turned to be a young fellow. And fortunately, he found a shelter and took refuge in poetry and literature. After reading some literary works, he understood that he had some talents and could express his mind and heart in poetic lines; and therefore, he could calm his mind down and release his emotions out. And here, you will read some of his lines.)

The Best Poem Of Sina Farajzadeh


Under rain of words I stand,
Can't even wash my brain or hand,
Full of sins, aware and unaware, it's our brand,
To act bad, to hide truth under sand.

And now all, me, she, we
Are alone, hopeless, can't you see?
Everything's cold, even my tree
Of knowledge which makes me free.

Full with emotins she weeps,
Me too, all we do, no kiss with our lips.
The clothes of wolves are now wore by sheeps
That's why I kill the nights by my sleeps

Forgive me, forgive us, for what we have done,
And we shouldn't, and for what we haven't done,
But we should have done,
Because you're God, and from Truth we can't run
Because about Judgement told us, your Son.

Sina Farajzadeh Comments

Lyn Paul 08 August 2012

How difficult Really it is about how strong you are as a person. All of these hurdles are there for a reason. I always steer clear of negative people. Very interesting reading. Thank You

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Sandra Feldman 08 August 2012

Read your poem Story of a cow.Very sad. Je etait tres touche par la douleur, a cause de la mort des betes, the cows.Noticed you used the word abattoir, that is why I wrote you a sentence in French Makes us think, they are living things and have feelings too . I am glad I no longer eat red meat. You have nice feelings, well expressed, original. Felicitation

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