Best Iran Poems
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Forever war, an effort
to remove the Iranian regime.
Or is it just more of diversion from
his dirty sins? What comes after the
sirens ringing out. Spiraling out of control?
Slaughter and retaliation. Tis escalating, is the
Iranian Civil War. In division they stand, half are
in dire rage, they are. Allah, O divine intervention
for fractured souls, whilst the other half are elated!
Soldiers, journalists, reporters, Revolutionary Guard
Corporation, unrest, kill war machines, IDF strikes
human tragedies about to unfold.
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US Ambassadors
may be in this
chaos
for a
hundred
more years!—RAL
gutted our voice staff
uprising or diversion?
US SOS
USA/Israel/ Iran War
2/28/26
I am a very ordinary inhabitant of this world.
Even before I was born, our ancestors had divided the earth into fragments.
One of those fragments is my country—India or Bharat.
You too have your own fragment—Brazil, Venezuela, Cuba, Finland, Ukraine, Nigeria, Iran, Bangladesh—or some other nation.
I can clearly see—on this human earth, horrific and grotesque dinosaurs are roaming about.
They walk on two legs, speak in human language,
wear the garments of civilization— yet in their hearts lies prehistoric darkness.
In their brains—fire, arrogance, imperialism.
Some know them as Trump, some as Putin, some as Xi Jinping, some as Netanyahu, some as Khomeini, some as Laden— the names differ, but the politics of destruction is the same.
These dinosaurs turn fire into weapons,
turn humans into ashes, and standing upon those ashes
they raise the flag of power.
I wish—just like millions of years ago— that an asteroid would come hurtling toward the earth, that these bloodthirsty two-legged dinosaurs would become extinct.
Let the earth remain. Let children’s laughter remain. Let humanity remain.
Let this monstrous species of power be annihilated.
Every day, with basil leaves in my hand,
I pray to the Almighty—for a moral cataclysm.
The smoke rising from the scorched bodies of innocent people is not extinguished even by our tears.
It is not extinguished at all...
In Iran they march
"Where" they ask "is my vote gone?"
Answered by truncheon
God, Allah, they call
In His name, holy, oppress
Gods weakest children
Other news shall show
Western television screens
But we wont forget
Hundreds dead now
We only know one name, one face
A prayer for them say
An Ode to a People Who Are Suffering.
First came the war
Iranians had to fight
Eight years of suffering
Warlords hardly are right.
The war was over
Many souls were lost
No more soldiers, no more bullets
But a terrible economic cost.
Because of sanctions after sanctions
Iran´s sun cannot shine.
Iranians are still suffering
But the politicians are fine.
Suddenly, a deadly virus
Started infecting everyone
Among the Iranians who are dying
Are the poor and the rich one.
The end of this tragedy
Depends on God´s will
Iranians’faith is so strong
That it can move a hill.
Raul Máximo da Silva
Portugal
Women in Iran
Women in Iran
Let us think of a country older than old.
It was called Persia, Iran, we were told.
Once, it was so green with flowers and wine.
Now, it’s filled with the filth; killing is their sign.
They kill under the name of God and Islam.
The people are tired; they can’t remain calm.
Women burn their hijabs and make their souls free.
It is hard not to see, who could disagree?
The Islamic regime kills them without shame.
There is no way fire extinction their flame.
Those kids are mine and yours, hoping to be free.
They want to see freedom as we all see.
Do not turn your head on basic freedom.
Liberty is a must; they fight for freedom.
I am hoping to see this kinetic move,
Bring them all the joy so life can improve.
10/11/2022
Haloo
The painting is called "Emergence". It is acrylic on canvas.
Note: The women of Iran are rising against the brutality of a regime that is depriving them of essential Liberty and basic freedom. This humble piece is written to honor them and give you the understanding that people are still dying under the name of God and religion.
Iran
In the gardens of Hafiz
where verse eternally embraces the romantics heart
thus poetry succumbs to our desires
behind the tallest forbidden walls
a canopy of flowers each spring bloom
metaphor dancing near the city gates
under the evening stars
so pleasing was this experience
Iran
fearful of such happiness
where vineyards grow
Iran
In the gardens of Hafiz
where verse eternally embraces the romantics heart
thus poetry entices our desires
behind the tallest of forbidden walls
a canopy laden of flowers each spring bloom
metaphor dancing near the city gates
under the evening stars
so pleasing was this experience
Iran
fearful of such happiness
where vineyards grow
Iran's offside goal
Costa's wicked ricochet-
hushed vuvuzelas
Copyright © 2018 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
Published 2018 in "2018 World Cup Senryu" via wattpad.com
Frustfriaraded inside,
Seeing young students die,
For freedom,
Without freedom we feel like slaves,
Tossed here and there,
Forced to do what the goverment wants,
Why God we have to be in this pain?
For 30 years?
My heart is beating,
Faster and faster,
Asking the nations for help,
Screaming to the world we want,
Peace, freedom, and hope to live,
In our country Iran,
We want a change!
Do our votes count?
They ask us to vote,
Yet it feels like they play games,
Without any rules and regulations,
Why do they play games with our minds?
Why do they kill innocent people?
Yet deny everything?
We just wanted freedom of speech,
And to be free,
NOT slaves to be order around,
This country is perplexing and for our people is vexing.
History reapets it self one more time,
Praying for those who protesters,
Wishing I was there,
Fighting for a country,
That I care,
I am happy to see brave Iranian people,
Fighting for there rights and there freedom,
Afghan Afghan wearing an Afghan
leg lifted high
a pissious 88 salute
and drenching thirsty
cactus masses
with needle arms
these masses
drooling acids
crass bands
of bandit masses
and the temperature over 140 degrees
erect hands
linger longingly
pining for more
opiated oblivion
opinions like onions
like reefer smoke weaving
inhalation-pant-breathing
half assed flags
and children try on roles
like play clothes
orphan, mourner,
time traveller
instant age
in the era of youth
exfoliators for sporeous pores
-swapping wives instead of recipes now
-foot taps not door raps in bathrooms now
-teachers teach sex ed with homework now
a world strong enough
to school us weekly
as we are fed weakly
we murder it
by not living Taliban-tech levels
but being regurgitated
Romans we
eating to excess
drinking more
sexing children
losing mores
we will circle coriolis
bring enemies in among us
and embrace
this pieceful islam of Religion
and die
one by one
as a people
who refused a Good God
will never take a violent god
and obssessed
with libertine dash liberty
will die
one
by
one
stoned, jaw dropping walldrops,
like head drops
in soccer stadiums
smile
this is your life
(but try not to get any turf in your teeth)
Subservience, domination,
a foot on the throat,
religion taught them that, did it?
oppression, decapitation,
suffering, death through starvation,
divine ordinance they have, do they?
symbols of their belief on their faces,
books from heaven they read,
fountain of their education, is it?
prescriptive attire, deny women education,
breed through them future,
yet slave them in God’s name, will they?
every man is born of a woman,
nourished in her womb,
yet he deems himself superior, does he?
time for civilisation to reject these notions,
bury untruth, burn beliefs of such bigots,
let life flow as nature chose, shall we?
I reject religious symbols that chain me,
reject all lies sold as words of God!
I am a free person today! Are you?
written 29/10/2022
free verse
Mystic Rose sponsored
Tell it as it is contest
in support of the many who are not as lucky as some of us!!
Iran you have a problem
one of your greatest resource's is oil
but it is a limited resource
eventually, it will run out
Or if the world changes
to use electric cars
you would be left
without profits
your economy
could struggle
have you heard the saying
make hay well the suns shinning
Today your sun is shinning
you dream of going back in time
taking over the country's
charging a tribute
empires and fortunes
but those times have past
people would fight back
and the world can't afford your wars
make hay well the sun shines
use investment, to create wealth
you could build car factories
Japan does not have any metal resources
but re-imports the cars rubbish
from the countries they sold then too
look around use your brains
you could also become
A country that manufacture's
the equipment of the industrialized nations
you could export sand to help overcome
the erosion on the beaches of the world
you could build the desalination plants
turning your arad land into lush fertile land
your people could be trained to become employees
creating tax to run your country
yet perhaps we need to think further out of the circle
walkthrough and supermarket and there are so many products
people are busting their brains to come up with new ideas
but the one thing we need most is entertainment
perhaps as a world people should be given
part of our wage allocated to entertainment
then the unemployed could earn wages
from becoming the entertainers of the future
granted not all of them we still want products
we still want food, clothing, and machines
I think we should make hay well the sun shines
centuries ago
England tried to make America part of its Empire
The American People sick of paying tax
fought the war of independence
The world doesn't need any more wars
we need people to work together building
healthy robust progressing economy's
and happiness.
Iran, cradle mine, oh my crib sublime
How I have grown to love thee
You my refuge, so devotedly mine
Have now rejected me so profoundly
Imprisoned am I and here alone
As I search your strength in vain
Mother mine with your heart of stone
You have turned our bond to pain
Whose arms must I seek as I cry?
Will I ever have your love again?
Can what we had just merely die?
Am I orphaned now by such disdain?
concerning Iran (a brief letter to the american voter)
dear miss or mister
still-believing-in-the-“dream”---
which face that you see being displayed on your
screens,
do you think will get us into a war with Iran
first?
will it be mr. hope & change,
whose translucent slogans were
transparent to many of us,
even prior to his ascendance,
whose own hands became bloodied/dirtied on
the way up,
and who now spends his time
twisting on the marionette stage
to the hand motions of the moneyed interests
who fueled his first campaign &
who have fueled his present one?
as the manipulators of mr. hope & change
make him continue to strangle Iran with sanctions,
pull funding from Palestine &
pump more & more money into
militarized & already nuclear
Israel,
will the region get any more peaceful?
will all the countries who showed their dissent with the
Arab Spring
then become the little slaves that the empire wants them to be
under mr. hope & change,
further gearing up hatred,
encouraging the next 9/11 on US soil
as a direct result?
hmmm.
will it be mr. romney, mr. santorum, mr. gingrich or
mr. perry, whose combined complete lack of concern for the
citizen of the empire & wanton militancy
will sacrifice everything to crush the last stronghold
left in the region
(who refuses to bend over the table for america
so that it can install another Shah &
rape it of its oil)
in the name of the war on “Islamic Fundamentalism,”
whose characteristics seem all too familiar
if you are watching the whole thing happen from a television in
the
“Evil Empire?”
hmmm.
will these iron-fisted capitalists
who make fun of the unrest within their own country
by blaming the unemployed for the occupation of wall st. etc.,
march into Iran
(like the christian caped crusaders that ya know they see themselves
as---finally getting to convert the infidels after all these years,
with the big american military *****)
like they marched into Iraq &
they marched into Afghanistan
only a few years ago,
to incinerate the country &
start building permanent bases there with money that
could have been spent on
universal healthcare for americans,
better education for american children,
new employment opportunities through making america
green &
paying off our own debt?
how many Iranian citizens are going to die because of
the american empire’s hegemony & hubris?
hmmm.