Abdulreza Poem by Masoud Azadbakht

It was hard to understand your look.
The size of the sky at night
In the form of ladle stars
along a bright star,
He was on his way to the north
and the south where it was invisible.
And I am tired of Roztam and Sohrab
Find a cure for your pregnancy wounds.
in a dreamy nightmare,
living without you
Following the question of which sin is yours,
I do not know!
Maybe fate had cruelly violated your wishes,
No!
You were the guest of the sunset with bright eyes.

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Dedicated to the soul of my brother AbdulReza