Pashang Salehi Poet Rubaiyat

Imperceptive

 Imperceptive



Tell me how painful it’s when we all die. 
Is it more painful than life made me cry? 
I am not living; don’t ask me why. 
Too many shadows are passing me by. 
 
Dreaming every night, in dreams, I’m free. 
I know now that I’m different from me! 
The I, is childish, joyful with glee. 
His life is painful and trapped within me. 
 
I am the water seeking the sea. 
Hoping to find it, yet I can’t see. 
Where is this sea that I want to see? 
I might be the sea; how do I see? 
 
 Free in my mind, I sing like a bird. 
All day and all night, trying to be heard. 
No one can hear since fear is here. 
Nothing seems real; life is too blurred. 
 
 Who is the person behind my eyes? 
Who is the driver that drives and tries? 
The man is drunken wasted my life. 
He is constantly wearing disguise. 
 
Tell me the answer, why I can’t fly? 
In my dreams, I can fly in the sky. 
What is real, and what is the dream? 
If I cannot fly, then I want to die. 
 
6/30/2021



Note: This poem is in the form of "Rubaiyat", it is the plural form of Rubai. Rubai is a quatrain with the rhyming of AABA or AAAA. Each Rubai is a book by itself, it starts and ends within the quatrain.

The painting is acrylic on canvas.

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Andrea Dietrich August 16, 2022 at 1:18 PM gosh, Pashang, I keep clicking on your poems, and it's possible I have read them all! I sure do wish I could fly too, like in my dreams. thanks for your recent comment. Nope, I don't have any Persian blood. But I wish I did. Pashang Salehi February 23, 2023 at 5:02 PM Thanks Andrea

Joe Maverick July 23, 2022 at 1:28 PM Hey Pashang, long time no Joe..' So here I go, sreong self examination Inventive allegorical parts, all in all There is a clarity, of longing. For the Better., to achieve better to find that Which is better ? Pashang Salehi August 6, 2022 at 11:36 PM You are a good friend... Thank you Joe

Bill Baker December 23, 2021 at 6:51 AM Thank you for sharing Pashang. The image or painting above is perfect for this poem. I like this form and use it although I didn't know its name, lol. I'll be following your poetry now. Did you paint the picture also? A poet friend in the making, Bill Pashang Salehi January 12, 2022 at 10:30 AM Thank you ... you're so kind.

Sotto Poet December 22, 2021 at 12:45 PM Pashang, you have written an excellent reflection of one's existence. Your pen has a beautiful sheen to it. The rhythm of the poem is one of my favorites. A job well done, and thank you for visiting and commenting on my page. Pashang Salehi January 12, 2022 at 10:29 AM Thank you my friend...

Gershon Wolf November 2, 2021 at 6:48 PM Freedom in dreams. Ah, I know this well. Please lie down on my couch and tell me everything that comes into your head... ~ Sigmund Freud. (Just kidding, of course). Pashang Salehi December 22, 2021 at 10:37 AM LOL... Thanks

Curie Stark October 3, 2021 at 10:18 AM Sounds intriguing...... that feels gud. Pashang Salehi December 22, 2021 at 10:36 AM Thanks

Freddie Robinson Jr. July 25, 2021 at 2:34 AM An excellent introspection of being, Pashang. Your pen shines brilliant. Love and more love always. Pashang Salehi September 30, 2021 at 7:20 PM Thanks, Freddie, you are one of the few that have read most of my writes... Sorry, it took such a long time for me to respond.

Paula Goldsmith July 22, 2021 at 11:42 AM What a creative/wonderful - story/write and picture. I Love It. Have a blessed day writing away............. Pashang Salehi September 30, 2021 at 7:18 PM Thanks for both ... your comments on my write and my painting... the title of my painting is the last hope.

Joseph May July 10, 2021 at 7:20 AM A reflection on life's mysteries, Very nicely penned Pashang Salehi September 30, 2021 at 7:14 PM Thanks Joseph... you are so kind.

Andrea Dietrich July 9, 2021 at 3:13 PM gosh, I could have sworn I read and commented to this before, but i do not see my comment here. I really enjoyed this one. It's very reflective , and I think many of us ask ourselves these questions. Pashang Salehi September 30, 2021 at 7:16 PM My dear Andrea, Sorry, it took such a long time for me to respond to your message. You are the only person that read almost all of my writes. You are always so so so kind to me.

Anne-Lise Andresen July 9, 2021 at 1:33 PM - So many questions ... we wonder ... often can not find answers ... but everything can happen in our dreams, Pashang :) - A great poem :) - Have a lovely weekend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Pashang Salehi September 30, 2021 at 7:13 PM sorry I'm late to respond my dear Anne lise... you are always so kind

Joseph P. DiMino July 8, 2021 at 2:04 AM See, you answered it -- the mind is real and possibly eternal, therefore immortal. Where our heart is, where our dreams go, may we follow in faith with hope. Great read. Hang in there. Pashang Salehi September 30, 2021 at 7:12 PM Joe, I wish one day we can sit down and talk face to face... the problem is that I know what faith, hope, love, thoughts are, just a bunch of chemicals and chemical reactions... I am not me...

Joseph P. DiMino July 7, 2021 at 8:58 PM You can fly -- believe; what the spirit declares will become a reality. Believe it, will it -- it is your power and destiny. Excellent write! Pashang Salehi September 30, 2021 at 7:08 PM Thanks my friend... you are too kind. Sorry, it took such a long time for me to respond.

Michelle Faulkner July 7, 2021 at 8:54 PM Yes we can have doubts but still be free in the mind and sing, and fly, very inspiring~ Pashang Salehi September 30, 2021 at 7:07 PM Thank you Michelle... sorry I'm late to respond.

Jan Allison July 7, 2021 at 11:12 AM Thought provoking piece as ever my friend. so many questions i wish I had the answers all I know is you are flying high with your amazing words and the picture is stunning... i have a poem about one lonely leaf!:-) hugs jan xx Pashang Salehi July 7, 2021 at 5:53 PM Jan, where is your poem about a lonely leaf? Pashang Salehi July 7, 2021 at 5:47 PM My beautiful British friend... you are always so so so kind to me.

Rama Balasubramanian July 6, 2021 at 11:36 AM Great spiritual write. I myself ask these questions, I know answers through scriptures but are they correct? Nothing is clear. This is amazing poem. Liked your painting too. Pashang Salehi July 6, 2021 at 3:09 PM Thank you, Rama... Uncertentity principle...

Joanna Daniel July 5, 2021 at 10:43 PM Life questions that make us ponder, Pashang, well written rubaiyat and a lovely painting:) Pashang Salehi July 6, 2021 at 3:08 PM Thanks, Jo... you are always very kind to me...

Judy Ball July 5, 2021 at 5:09 PM You can cage the body but4 not the spirit. The spirit flies free. Great job here. God Bless, JB Pashang Salehi July 6, 2021 at 3:07 PM Thank you, Ms. Ball

Evelyn Judy Buehler July 5, 2021 at 12:12 PM I love this poem and painting, Pashang. Thank you for introducing me to a beautiful new form, with this masterfully written, lovely verse. Blessings, Evelyn Pashang Salehi July 6, 2021 at 3:02 PM You are so nice... Thank you

Quoth Theraven July 5, 2021 at 12:01 PM Pashang, 'I am the water seeking the sea. ~ Hoping to find it, yet I can’t see.' I like purity in water, especially when it falls down as rain. All fine stories in your Rubaiyat. -Richard Pashang Salehi July 6, 2021 at 3:06 PM Thank you, Richard... I have a few poems about Crows and Ravens...

Mystic Rose Rose July 4, 2021 at 10:06 AM We all long for that special flight, where the wings that are clipped on our back will not fail. Believe in a better tomorrow my dear, One where your wings will not fail, ever, thank you for sharing dear poet. It was a pleasure to read this. Pashang Salehi July 6, 2021 at 3:04 PM You are so wonderful... thank you...

Vijay Pandit July 4, 2021 at 4:43 AM Deep in thoughts, Pashang. Lovely painting! Your introspection on life resonates in every stanza. Pashang Salehi July 6, 2021 at 3:02 PM Vijay, you are always too kind to me.

Besma Riabi Dziri July 3, 2021 at 11:46 PM When the soul soars far from any ties and thoughts dive into a realm of no walls as the spirit free to consider all the whys.. We touch other dimensions where perception merges with imperception! You let us in a so thought provoking world of your own, Pashang! A great pleasure to read you and nice to see you! Amazing is your poetry and so is your painting! My deepest regards and blessings. Pashang Salehi July 6, 2021 at 3:03 PM You are always welcome, thank you for your kind comments.

Sotto Poet July 3, 2021 at 12:26 PM Pashang, your writing is fantastic. I've never heard of or attempted this form before, but it seems to be quite evocative. The topic is also fascinating and extensively explored. I appreciate your stopping by and leaving a comment on my page. Pashang Salehi July 6, 2021 at 3:01 PM You are so nice...