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Frough Samiei Poem
Forgive me
My earing is lost
And flowers have taken my bracelet
I have no jewelry to wear
And make you satisfied
The moon was hidden in my heart
And sun in the necklace
Which stars have taken it
And now anemones are flowing
My hands to color them
I am the most merciful
Forgive me because I have no jewelry
To wear and satisfy you
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Frough Samiei Poem
And
The truth changed like a simple lie
The truth, which I believed
Changed smoothly
At the time
I was richer than the earth
Vaster than the sky
And more innocent than a child
Suddenly the truth changed and
I was thrown out of heaven
The Angels with an artificial smile
Accompanied me
And promised not to leave me alone
But I saw how they swept away my footsteps
And the comfort waves in their eyes
Now, for centuries
Like a wondering slave
I keep looking for a place to settle down
To my babies calmly
And sing a lullaby for them
If I find a place
I want to show my children
How they can fell in love with no conditions
And how much they deserve to be prosperous
I wish to tell them
The world is a very funny
Place
Just be happy and enjoy it
Yes I want to teach them that
There is no relation between
Belief and race,
Faith and appearance
And if you want to be a strong person
There is no need to follow a stranger
If I find some place
I defiantly will repair the false truth
I will free my hands, feet and the lips
From artificial beauty
And I will prove my identity to all
Ah ….
If I find a place
If I find a place
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Frough Samiei Poem
I don't know
I do not know which land you are from,
or what your country is either.
I do not know your story;
Your skin color or your religion
but you are no stranger to me.
Your fit my shoulder
and the rhythm of our hearts is the same
I don't know your name, feeling and sensibility
But I remember you always
When I walk in the rain
When it snows
When the night comes with its darkness
And everywhere is covered with misery
I know you without fame, name and personality
I can imagine your face in my dreams
And see the lines on your forehead
And understood your experience
I can feel the smell of enjoyment when you are
In company with beauty and happiness
I don't know your name, but I know
you can make me perfect
because you fit my shoulder
and the rhythm of our hearts is the same.
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Frough Samiei Poem
Due to valentine day
He loved me
Like a gardener that loves his flowers
He cut my stem's thistle with
His powerful hands
He put some soft soil around my feet
He loved me
He put me beside the flowers and said:
To talk to the flowers
It is taking to the flowers
that has brought up the
fineness of the flowers in you
he love me
like the sky that loves it's bird
he encouraged me to fly
he rescued me Frome the fear of height
he told
the sky is warm breast
you can put your head on
doesn't forget sky
he love me
like the sea that loves its fountain
he with his powerful
hands removed all the stones
from my path
always he encouraged me
to go and to be unite with the sea
he told me always
you are a part of sea
so you should join it
doesn't forget the sea
he loved me
he understood my flower, bird and fountain being
he loved me because of these
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Frough Samiei Poem
Come to my home
Come to the home in my heart.
I invite you not for your illumination,
or for your destruction;
and I don't invite you for pleasure dancing.
I did not come knocking on your door
like some servant to wake you up,
or to go singing or shining in the glory of your own self.
I will tell you only this one thing:
Come to the home in my heart.
There is no other condition.
Just come and be present,
come to my home and see your own innocence
which is in your pure now
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Frough Samiei Poem
There is a beauty.
A beauty like a connection with the past and future.
The beauty is shining.
The world revolves around it.
It seems everything is drawn towards it.
The beauty is magnificent and unrealistic in size,
Like a vast source of identity or maybe a way to happiness.
I stay in front of it
And look deeply.
The beauty forces me to move forward with it
And to forget the past.
But there is always something in the past
Which is hard to forget, something brutal and unpleasant?
Maybe it is a memory of a war;
Or cruel or unjustly order,
Which settles like a heritage in my mind.
Beauty moves me forward
And redeems me from the past.
I stand in front of it
And stare deeply.
How much is its territory?
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Frough Samiei Poem
Trap me,
with all your sweet temptations;
your true kindness;
and those lovely plays;
but never hurt my wings.
Trap me,
and be filled with the cologne of my body;
Penetrate my memory;
and conquer my memories;
Take control of my pure nature;
and discover its secrets;
but never hurt my wings.
Be a stranger to me,
and give me happiness only in my dreams;
Pull all the weights of your life on my shoulder
but never hurt my wings.
Don’t hurt my wings
Between the free clouds
empty from darkness
on the red cheeks of the sun
when your graceful eyes shine from happiness
with thousands of songs in my heart
I would imagine the best of me
Frough Samiei
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