Soran M. H Poems

Childhood

There is a child inside
abandoned - for him
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The Goodness in the Universe

when the sun departed
you slept
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One morning
before we wake up
the postman freezes
just before putting a letter
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Between me and the past
There is a low wall.
Sometimes i look over it
Into the spirit of an uprooted hedge
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Clouds are passing differently
Always in change:
Shapes, colours, directions…
Sometimes become glasses
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Night is fallen
and the single star writing in the heavens
remembers...
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When a poet dies
A flock of white birds will dissolve
inside the clouds
a sleepy and lonely dusk
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Leave alone
who only see the fight
as a way of resolution
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A group of souls
stood under the shade
of an era
watching those nightingales
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All were happy:
The obstetrician
Nurses
Parent...
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