Poetry

Persian Guard (part 2)

Bound to guard the simple things, but the heart is somewhere far. You can read Part 1 of this poem here “tasting knowledge…” Now the palace is my duty and my prison,I was banished by the light and Sunfrom the realm of the living peopleto the realm of silence, Moon and darkness,to the Kingdom of […]

Persian Guard (part 1)

Bound to guard the simple things, but the heart is somewhere far. “i can still see the trails…” I am the lonely guardianof this ancient Persian palace,once filled with slaves, rich men-of-honorand merchants from the shoresfaded on the map. Once a destination for the citizens and peasantsmaking way across the plainstowards a golden gate;tired necks […]

Terra Firma

Summer camp trip. “It lives in memory brought alive again.” Empty trailsare calling me againto visit and to feelthose tiny stones scattered on the floorand the leaves are full of moistlike a washed-up living creature. The earthly texture of the stone and leafare found in many places,surrounding many citiesfor centuries at least. Yet these leaves […]

Fading letters

Tales might be sad but the truth is just. “The world is a pool of tears.” My lines are flowingwith the tasteof bitter coffee in my veins. They are steaming passiontrust me,yet the tale is often cold and darklike the nightthat’s so dear to my heart. That ancient impulsepushing spirit deeperto the poorly-litpassages, emotions,calm vibrations […]

Pogrom (Part 2)

Part 1 of this poem can be found here. A pogrom is a violent riot aimed at the massacre or expulsion of an ethnic or religious group, particularly one aimed at Jews. (Wiki) There is no tale like this within my family, or just no one left to tell this horror tale. Photo by Majid […]

Pogrom (Part 1)

A pogrom is a violent riot aimed at the massacre or expulsion of an ethnic or religious group, particularly one aimed at Jews. (Wiki) There is no tale like this within my family, or just no one left to tell this horror tale. You can listen to this poem here. “We’ve crossed the border in […]

Day in april

I usually have trouble remembering dates and occasions but I could never forget the 9th of April. My dear mother’s birthday. I know you reading this, so I just want to thank you for the faith you placed in me over the years. Happy Birthday! You can listen to this poem here. “You blamed yourself […]

Graffiti

I am really glad to be back! “It wants to say the words of warning.” Go on,keep searching for thatgraffiti on the wallsthat you told methat you saw,few years or streetsbefore arriving at the present road.Pattern or a tattooengraved, on the inner side of the eyedemands attention,it wants to say the words of warningmost often […]

The Well

“Banned combination of the letters.” Newly spoken languageasking me to stayas I pray into the well;once filled with poison, someone’s tearsand countless strings of leathertouching the tip of the transparent liquidleaving circles, dripping sound with echo.  I wasn’t lonely at the deep endof this silent realm of cloudy waterbut as I held the ropesright at […]

Lust

“All disguised in the coat of lies.” Hey lust,don’t scream your honey-drippingtales and phrases into my ear. I will not watch and listen,those shifting images of sin sent through your network to my network,all disguised in the coat of liesto gain the entrance within.  You’ll still try to hack my veinsand drip your poison on my […]

Disappearance Blues.

“What emotions do you feel. “ Say, all people disappearedevaporated in the smokefrom the cigarette in hand. Imagine receiving a prepaid package,a gift – most certainly a curse,of beating lungs expanding,to sustain, protectthe last known intelligence of humankind. What emotions do you feelin the low budget adaptationof this Hollywood-like dream? At first, like climbingcontrasting steps […]

Smiling Lips.

“Here the church is preaching sadness. “ In the society of smiling lipsyou will find no lonely tearsrolling down the cheekleaving a snail-like trail. Here you smile and here you shine,like a coin, freshly mintedbouncing off the surfacelike a bunny in the circus. Here the church is preaching sadness,finding solace in the doom;feels refreshing searchingfor […]

Sleeping Angel

“He’s banished from the cloud in heaven. “ Sleeping with the living angel,it’s mostly quiet in the roomonly nostrils tooting withthe serenity of the silent night. The soft sound of breathing,hides the pacing imagesin front of eyes blindfoldedby the haze of horror dreamreminded of the mortal life,you see. He’s banished from the cloud in heaven,detached […]

Fables – Part 2

“You are one of the exotic spices. “ Here in the land of holliesrivers flowing filled with blood and sweat,tears flowing for the ideas, dreams. Here your secret notebook,hidden under the pillow or the mattress,becomes a testament to a new age,the exodus of mind and basic functionsoperated with the regulated alignmentto the fathers strive and […]

Fables – Part 1

“Fables come in shades and sounds. “ Ancient Sunshowing face again,melting asphalt on the ground,burning sand;it’s dry and humidat the same damn time. Architecture – old remnantsof forgotten utopia, fadingon the vintage photos, hidingin the albums on the shelvesof now silent libraries of old. Suntanned yellow wall is visibly a pensioner,with former glory slowly fading […]