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Best Poems Written by Bahram Sediqi

Below are the all-time best Bahram Sediqi poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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The Axe and the Trees

Like every other day,the man came with the axe to cut a tree,one tree a day,7 days a week.This time the trees criticized the axe,telling him;don't you see that your handle is from wood?the stem of your life was a tree which died to give you birth.
   The axe started to mourn,saying;my handle is from wood but my handle is in the man's hand,which imigates you.Don't you see you are raised to benefit the man,the water you drink,getting your branches repaired is for benefit.
   As soon as understanding who really the man is,the trees said;cut our body and break our branches let the blossoms fall on the ground get us rid of the pain of living to benefit liars.

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I'M Proud of What I Am

If,telling the truth is called Neo-nazism,if talking about,the people in danger is called being;Neo-nazist,if criticizing an apartheid regime is called Neo-nazism,i am a Neo-nazist,and i'm proud of what i am.

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Mesopotamia

Your left eye is Tigris,your right is Euphoria,your nose is mesopotamia.

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You Be the Judge

You are not seeing everyone with the same eye,how do you want to hide it?
 You call every body who criticizes this apartheid regime,Neo-Nazist,and any one who curses prophet Muhammad,open-minded.

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Boots On the Ground

A mosquito wanted to bite Deborah Lee James
The victim push the blanket and covered her upper body
But her feet were uncovered  Suddenly the mosquito heard a soft voice from under the blanket    It said:Attacking from the air may be effective  but you need boots on the ground

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Sex For Food

I am tired,I am winded,I am sad  I can not die,I can not leave,I am mad
Come and relieve my pain   Come and compensate this sadness
Let us,build an abode for our selves
I want delicious food and tasty drinks
and a bit of smell the smell of your hair for bringing me to mood
Then i hear your lovely voice saying:I want sex for the food

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A Yemeni Child

A Yemeni child,what is he saying with weeping. May be he is asking Human rights watchers: am I not Human?

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My Blond Dream14

Your hair is like the sun I want it to rise upon me
Without your sunny hair I'm dying from lack of vitamin D

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Tell My Blond Dream

i dont know who is she i dont know where is she from i dont know what is she doing i dont know where is she leaving but if you saw her please tell her:
youre hair remind me of sunshine*you are perfect but its just fine                                      you are the shimmer of coldest night*date palms feel jealous of your height
the ocean of your eyes is so deep*the color of red roses is a lone from your lips
if being with you is not fair*hang me with a peace of your hair                                             hoping to reach you make me smile*the best wishes for you and your regrets are mine
hoping to reach you make me over come my fears* tell her that her holy voice is like music to my ears
just imagining that you are here*makes my eyes the river of tears                                  tell her that her love is like flood*without her love i prefer to get sink in my blood
tell her that her love had filled my vessels*without her i prefer to cut this vessels                          tell her that i dream about her every night*tell her that her love makes me fly on night
the heat of her breath is burning my soul*her love wont let me sleep like a night owl                 
what if getting sink the ocean of her eyes is crime?i will burn in fire till the end of time                if reaching her is so cruel*i will dream about her like a fool
her eyes are like ocean not like a pool*i will try to reach her till my lifes glass become full           if one day i reach her oasis*i will over come my crisis
this world has always made me screw*theres lots of problems i cant pass through                i dont want to know that is my dream is false or true*just tell me will my tall blond dream come true
the reason i dont speak is not shiness*if i approach her i will break my silence           if she reach my heart walls*the walls of my castle falls
tell her that her love had destroyed my resistance* tell her that without her i dont want this existance           
how can i make my self satisfied with some drink*when her love made my heart to shrink             without her i cant sing i cant dance i cant think*if you know her please tell me some thing
shes the only flower of the spring*tell her that my tears are like a spring                   im asking her from fortune to bring*these rose gardens are her foot print
i can hear her name from canary that sings*im asking fortune to bring her to my ring                my only dream has blue eyes*with my dream even hell is nice
oceans feel jealous of her eyes*if sun see her hair it wont rise               words are not enough to explain her so they lies*shes price less but treasures have price
shes greater than black holes and hawkings explanation*she had destroyed the borders of my imagination
tell her that my heart is empty of temptation*its filled with best dreams and sensation             
 you are not lovely you are the meaning of love the perfection*if this whole world is ugly you are the only exception
you are the perfectness you are the heat of the fire*the ocean of your eyes had filled my heart with desire
my heart is burnt with your fire*so the ocean of your eyes should be admired           if i said your the highest it can be im a lier*cause you are a million time higher
tell her that me and the night are both lonely*cause shes the best shes the one shes the only    tell her that the beauty of her eye brow*is a million time more than rainbow  
the wind in her hair has perfect smell*the smell that is alot more than i can tell

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Swedish Flower

Swedish Flower
Hair blonde,eyes blue.it couldn't grow in dark and cold Stockholm without having sunny hair and oceanic eyes in it self.
if i had a Swedish flower in my garden i would make it warm with the heat of my heart and i would give it water with my tears.
If i had a Swedish flower,if...if... .