The City

Crying, walking alone
And no matter what they say
My people just talk
I hate the city
My people kill each other
By the guns in their tongues

The fake smile on my lips
Walking alone and the people
Just ask me some addresses
Who cares the tears
I must be hurry up
Death waits me over the city
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Salehi Avatar
December 6, 2015 at 7:15 PM
Dear Naghmeh, your melody (Naghmeh) is sad, mine is always painful. I said it once, " Which one is better, which one is worst? Drowning in water or dying of thirst." Happy days
Rashid Avatar
April 27, 2015 at 1:34 PM
hope you are safer there may allah bestow you with best and protect you and us all from bullets and pain may u live happy and find peace all the way simply awsm.. these few words of yours actually narrated a long story of longing for peace..respect and love #keep a smile and nva fear and care for whosoever it is #NICE WRITE
Heidari Avatar
April 28, 2015 at 10:24 AM
Thanks so much Kamran. I hope for you too. I wish for all people who are under pain, injustice and war.
Karim Avatar
April 19, 2015 at 8:18 AM
A beautiful yet simple poem about your love/hate relationship with your city.
Heidari Avatar
April 20, 2015 at 11:35 AM
Thank you dear Ayesha
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