Poetry
“Rang 2 – A poem by Reza Ekwaniyan”
They want me to tell enchanting poems, but they don’t know that the one who In the pain of a broken bone, the tongue that opens the bud. آن بگویم It dries on the branch. They want me to speak of it in my poems. I will tell you about the train and the lost […]...
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AdminA machine for killing – a poem by Reza Ekvanian
A wild, forest river dancing in the wind, in a painful waterfall, in the mountains; What are you watching! It’s a childish game of death! Come back, for giving one’s life is not something that humans can easily watch. ه This waterfall and river with the sound of motherly voice. بلند The children have become […]...
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“Anthem of the Captive Women – A Poem by Hojjat Badaghi”
تو می افتم I solved the crescent of your eyebrow in the arch of my stature, I fall for you. Hafez said, “Don’t act crazy, man. We are older than foolishness,” he replied. That companion who became his head… was right, not foolish. کن Open the window and let the sun shine in. I went […]...
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“Be afraid of the farmer – a poem by Mehragan the renowned”
Is your face towards the hot place where the food is cooking? انتظارت Are you two-faced and sorrowful? Close your eyes, drops are waiting for you. Because the nightingale falls asleep in your longing, if you die. A vital element of wild life is the continuation of the path of ants to your heart, especially […]...
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Sleepiness from the throat – a poem by Mohammad Mehdi Pour
خواب This means “To wake up from sleep by punching the pillow.” “I want to swallow this sleeping pill and fall asleep, so I can forget everything.” I have to tighten my waist and hips so I can’t sleep. جا “Escape from sleeping and let me sleep here.” دهم I will raise myself from the […]...
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Spring – A poem by Reza Ekvanian
ببینیم Which alley should we pass through to see the green of spring? Let’s see that the red blood of happiness does not remain on the pedestrian path! It means that ان As year after year passes, the news of the arrival of a new year comes to you. پیدا کنیم It shouldn’t be a […]...
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Several unreleased shots from the long scene fifty-seven – a poem by Farāmarz Sehdehī.
In the month of Esfand, the blossoms of yellow apples and plums The taverns of Farvardin, the gardens of Mansouriye And every year that there was no locust There was hunger Thirst, another name for freedom Justice I was drunk, who would take you home Uncle Abbas, sitting by the river To my health Thinking […]...
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Like a newborn in a cradle – a poem by Sabir Haka
آرامش برسند The earth rotates to digest its dead and for graves to reach peace. They are pulling our reins, my fear is something beyond death. This means “The soil encompasses everyone in the same way.” And impurity does not contaminate any human being’s soil. My feet open the mouth of the earth, underneath my […]...
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AdminSixteen years later – a poem by Reza Ekvanian
Autumn. Yellow jacket hunter. In the presence of women, my land flourishes. The most sorrowful yellow is the color of autumn. Nasrin says: If still, the trees in the neighbor’s yard were green. These days were becoming forty years old. Waiting for spring. They were giving their body to the water. They were sitting in […]...
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Horse and Blue Moon – A Poem by Manifestations of Courage
Someone has stolen the horse from the hidden words. Right in the moments. That the nurse is not very young. Anesthetize the patient first. No lips. In countless floors of the hospital. Forgetting. The snake is still slithering in the darkness of the leaves. Still. The story of poison on the asphalt street is repeated. […]...
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Different Lines – A Poem by Reza Ekvanian
نکن “Do not introduce your life and its various problems to me.” It makes me laugh a little, even though I can’t handle it. Love for me. میبرد It becomes precious and erases the lines of happiness from memory. I am a slave. They want me to forget the lines. از برابرت میگذرند There are […]...
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