Hamid Moghaddasi

When she raises her hands
Under her feet, shake the lands
Stare at her, the skies
More and more, the SUN shines
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I woke up at 7: 00 A.M. and turned on the radio; my 50 years old friend.
Announcer said: today is 15th of May 2016, we have a sunny day; temperature is 45 degrees centigrade.
I whispered: May, birth month; my love's name,40 years ago left me alone
and headed for paradise.
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From sun set to sun rise
The unknown time
Incubation period
Sleep era;
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God has given us everything
Father, mother, child and being
Wife, aunt and sister
Uncle, husband, brother
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If you feel, you're at a gloomy prison
Your breath coming out so hard
The full sensation of suffocation
When you make sense
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While I'm whispering whys with so sighs
At the eyes of time, Stared my eyes
The sands of time falling, one by one
Days of life, like a rapid river, run
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The most attractive and;
Creative passion word,
Exciting and charismatic;
The key to increasing self-learning
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We are prisoner
in our bodies;
our programmed bodies
imprisoned
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In realm of God and a King
Craving so much for a thing
Blazing passion or high beam
In depth of midst is dream
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Dedicated to Quin Overman
(WOLFSPIRIT)
my wonderful poet-friend
for his kind and ocean-like heart
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flying to high with the glee
meeting beloved superbly
fluttering with shy trim
looking forward a lovely beam
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If I were dandelion
I put my existence in the way of wind
My existence that is full of feathers.
I went to the willing people
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