Poem.15 Indian Utopia

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Calmly,
Mournfully
Plays and sings
Thinks of the hard
Cruel days to come…
When his great cozy tents
Will be on fire and the White
Will taint the land he had cherished
Gone with the Hawks will roar to shake
Every ounce of dear land the white tread on
The mighty bow will be stretched to heavens to
Send an army of arrows to the white noble hearts
Fire, fire everywhere and the ashes dance and dwell
On every innocent child’s face who wonders with that
Sorrowful look upon the relics of his past and ruins of his future

Poem.14 Scent of Sin

Scent of Sin

Scent of an apple

Wrath of God

Eve’s luring voice

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Sweet taste of sin

Agony of expulsion

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Fear of S.E.P.A.R.A.T.I.O.N.

Doubt’s web weaved around my will…

Farshid Rezaee

Poem.13 Spring

Spring

The little bird chanting

Herald of spring’s return

White gown’s doomed to burn

By Earth joyous panting

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Pink and white buds adorn

Naked arms of trees

Nectar-seeking jolly bees

Lust for life is reborn

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Cooing zephyr fondles

Dandelions’ hair

Dainty, soft and fair

In white-hued bundles

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Drops of divine love

Laughing rivers flow

Draws a rainbow

Fluffy white dove

Farshid Rezee

Poem.12 The Whirlpool

The Whirlpool

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Devours the ferry

Roars in agony

Devil’s symphony

Angels to bury…

Farshid Rezaee