Dark Feminine speaks …

I am your fire, hidden and trapped between walls of denial and avoidance. I am the broken screams of years of slavery and pain of rejection and mistrust. I am the parts of you, disfigured and cut in pieces with cruelty and rage. I am the ache in your human bones, the terror of never…

A Mouthful bite

In one mouthful bite Oranges, wild berries and apples With hint of cinnamon and chili. I sense the crossing over heart-roaded Where my life forced wide open By the voice inside. I sing my desires into simple poems, Falling from ancient walls of feelings Floating out into forever space of possibilities, Surrendering to sweet and…

From Tehran to Freedom – repost

In Tehran, The crows fly Above the prison’s bar, One by one, Carry nothing, Except fear. In Tehran, Pedestrians must wait A life time If they follow the law To cross. Unending wait for the next stop light’s green. In Tehran, Sun doesn’t know Where to set, Mountains are disappeared Behind the smokes. In Tehran,…

The Master of the sea

The uninhabited moon Is stepping toward the present’s window; Only now She inherits the festive of kingdoms of light. The effortless walk alongside stars, dreams and birch trees. There was a miracle In writing those love letters, in wander restlessly in secret alleys of feelings. Now, link to link, the lover like mountains rest in…

Storm

Where all these will lead?! The storm of change Un-root living trees of pain bedded inside the poet’s heart; mirrors are breaking; clouds are moving forward. Landscapes of change gives you everything you need To begin a new life, a fresh heart And new land and soil to plant faithful roots Filled with water and…

Roots and wings

There is not enough light to make out What is left inside my heart, I cannot pretend everything is fine When even stones feel better Beneath the weight of the world. Listen to sadness behind words, Silence is not enough today to send the pain away, It gets hard when there is no air, It…

Earth verses

Feelings streaming through heart Sometimes the heart doesn’t know What the heaviness means. In the scale of time, There is a thin line between pain and joy; Just before waking up, dark refuses to go and eyes want to see the sun. There is voice inside, Old enough to make a song Open enough To…