Yasin Mokhtarnejad Poems

The familiar valleys have burned me.
The weight of green leaves is strange.
It is strange to both of them.
Suffering has been inflicted on two worlds.
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Heaven, see the extent of my sorrow too.
See also the fire of my throat.
It has been lonely in my cage for years.
See the corner of the cage at the end of my world.
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Wolves have understood the truth, maybe that's why they only kiss the moon.
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