Mehri Mehraban


Soul Of Time - Poem by Mehri Mehraban

Wind,
scatter my burnt body,
I come back to life in veins of leaves. 
lead me down to depths of earth,
Take me to dark womb of seed.
raise me to heaven of God,
show me a way to nest of bees.
I never know my ancestor,  
a lizard or a wounded Deer.
Nature gives me a new chance,
whenever I become sick of it.
'death' isn't the end of mine,
I'm flowing in soul of time!


Comments about Soul Of Time by Mehri Mehraban

  • Rookie - 377 Points Sina Farajzadeh (8/14/2013 11:27:00 AM)

    What if there was no other life? Have you ever thought about this? What about other philosophies like reincarnation.. (I mean not in a flower or a thing, in another human being...) Anyway. Nice poem.Good luck (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,470 Points Unwritten Soul (6/11/2013 8:31:00 AM)

    So you go, with the liquidity of clock rhymes and life story you adventures when exact time comes..! very nicely written_Soul (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 46,310 Points Gajanan Mishra (6/4/2013 7:50:00 PM)

    flowing in soul of time, thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 5, 2013


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