Thursday, December 19, 2002
dardesho ba khodesh salhast ke hamrah dareh
dardikeh bayanesh fagt dardesho bishtar mikoneh
asaresho gavitar mikoneh badish ineh ke nemitoneh faramoshesh koneh hamisheh hamrahesheh
chetor mitoneh be ....harchand hameh midonan fagat kesi darbarash sohbat nemikoneh
velesh kon dagesho bishtar nakon to dastekam khob midoni on chieh ba yadavarish fagat bishtar zajresh midi darbareh yeh mozo digeh harf bezan
aha rasti shenidi diroz ye zan shoja zadeh shohar sadismisho koshteh......
na nemisheh belakhareh yek nafar in razo bayad beshkafeh ayan koneh shayad yeki payda shod o moshkele in bande khoda ra hal kard " to ham gir dadiha"
bezar az tagriban dah saleh pish shoro konam az vagtikeh in bandekhoda pasho to ye kafsh kard ke mikhad bereh kharej....
dasteh bargaza hamisheh belakhareh ye dost babaii pesar khaleyeh madari ye famil ashnayeh dor peyda misheh ta ye davatnameii barayeh khali nabodan arizeh befresteh..
dasht savar havapeyma shod ke deldardesh shoro shod aval kheili aziatesh nemikard badan tagriban to asemon torkieh bodan ke goro gor shekamehs bagal dastisho be taajob andakh
vagt piadeshodan az hapeyma bal bal mizad
mehmondara zodtarr az bagieh havapeymaro tark kardan
do bar taxi avaz kard se char ta toilet omomi ro rad kard ta be hotel resid hadeagal 10dolar barash ab khord
garar bod bemahz residan be hotel be ashenash zang bezaneh
ama mageh mitonest as otagesh biron biad 24 sat hichi nakhord balkeh in kard khordeh arom besheh nashod
to havayeh sard majbor bod pangereharo ham baz bezareh
az hotel shab zad biron raft to havayeh baz .....
Monday, December 16, 2002
she comes from the far away
i don't know her
her remembers destroyed and her home
it was disapeared ,you don't find it on the map
and her country ,she never remember ,whether the last sight be green or not, she couldn't distiguish the colours
she comes from the way the far the road of the terror
she never remebers what she has said in the last moment
when she had cried and run away..
she comes from the vast of the darkness
where had been near the yaunghood
what is forgotten
she dont remember the last face which she has seen in the mirror
the mirror ,that is,had shown the last picture of the corps who was yellow and soulness the face full of sensless
she comes from the day ,that is ,with out the sun without the light of the lifeness,in which ,you couldn't find any shadow the corps are walking on the road ,shadowless,
she comes from the deepness
,that is,the deepness of the death ,the deepness of the space,that is, enougth cold the deepness of the silence like a sand like the wall like the moonnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
and she songs with the voice ,that is,you dont hear ,unless,you be in the road ,that ,she is creeping there
in the sea,that, she is deeping there
in the space ,that ,she is swiming there
yes you nver hear her song
she cries in the silence ,that is,the death of the wave yes of course she is going tomorow and you loose the last opportunities to found to discover the mistry of her voice of her face and the mistry of her destin......like the past....like the future
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