Best Persian Poems
Persian Haiku 3
Persian Haiku 3
Two wings are enough!
To go further than too far,
What about this cage?
God is everywhere.
There are too many crimes here,
Where the hell are you?
My soul is dusty.
My body is too rusty.
Maybe I'm buried.
You heard me crying.
You wanted to heal my wound.
My heart was bleeding.
I am a bandit.
I wanted to steal your heart.
Somebody stole mine.
What is happening?
Lizards were dinosaurs!
Hope for a flower.
Where are we going?
Destination is unknown.
Let’s make a U-turn.
Who is lonelier?
An eagle or a vulture
When there is no food.
I don't plant flowers.
Flowers don't have devotion.
They leave soon after.
Let me go away.
Like a mountain, majestic.
The further we are.
I'm reading Winter.
I’m done with summer and fall.
What happened to spring?
We are both crying,
Sad and gloomy, sky and I.
Our eyes are so wet.
5/4/18 Haloo
Persian Haiku 2
What a gorgeous view!
You and the flower garden,
I'm the butterfly.
Your eyes, the ocean;
The ocean colors your eyes.
Your hair is the wave.
Moon on the ocean,
Your face is the reflection.
Always be alone.
I live with my heart,
All flowers are beautiful,
I love daffodils.
What a discussion,
I had with all my flowers.
Their breath smells nice.
3/20/2018 Haloo
Note: Iranians/Persians Celebrate today, the first day of spring as their new year. We call this day Norooz or Nowruz, it translates as New Day. From my family to yours, Norooz Mobarak ....Happy New Year.
persian rug holds head
and blonde wooden floor, the fur ~
black persian kitty snores
I'm proud to be a Persian, there's no doubt
Though some may look at me with veiled disdain
To honored heritage I give a shout
And here I bare my love in words so plain
When Cyrus captured Babylon's strong hold
The greatest in the world he then became
"Anointed One", in scriptures, name so bold
Religious freedom reigned, he banished shame
And through the years this country has survived
Though some have sought to crush it to the ground
Its music, lore and culture only thrived
The wonders of my country still astound
Rich flavors mix in scrumptious Persian food
The saffron colors brightly long grained rice
Delicacies await past interlude
Desserts so decadent beg one more slice!
My heart just thrills when Farsi greets my ear
A language soft, melodious and sweet
When set to music, all the world must hear
Indulgent rhyming words, a lover's treat
You claim to love Hafez and dear Rumi
“A Thousand and one Nights”: a splendid tale!
Well then, my dearest friend, listen to me
From these great writers from this country hail
Armenian Persian is my ancestry
My childhood in Iran, a glorious time!
Leave prejudices out of poetry
My Persian pride will live on in this rhyme!
Eileen Manassian
Cyrus the Great is mentioned in the Bible:
Isaiah 45:1-13
"This says the Lord to his anointed, to Cyrus, whom I have seized by the right, to subdue nations before him." He was known to be benevolent and to give those he conquered the right to worship as they wished. Also, the Jews were given the opportunity to rebuild the temple during the reign of another Persian king, Artaxerxes.
I thought I would just give a footnote so that the reader will understand the references in the poem. We all have to be proud of our heritage. I haven't been back to my country since I was 11 due to various reasons, but...the memories I have will always warm my heart.
Poetic forms like the Rubaiyat and Ghazal are Persian forms, along with the Mathnawi. Persia is famous for its carpets, cats, and caviar...the three C's...along with so much more. Of course, my daughter's name, SHEREEN is Farsi and it means...SWEET. :)
Persian Haiku (Segani)
My wing altered with age.
The wing that is broken.
My body is the cage.
You cannot find God?
The world is empty of him!
Maybe you are abroad.
I’m covered with dirt.
From this dirt, I am alert.
Alert makes me hurt.
I’m talking to you.
My eyes are kissing you.
The fishes are watching.
How do you know that?
The tree is not my lover!
Spring will discover.
How childish is love?
When you stole my heart again,
How can I complain?
How sad is my tree?
In the middle of a prison;
Even though it’s free.
Tell me I love you.
Is that so complicated?
My colors are faded.
1/5/2015 Haloo
Persian Sonnet: Candle and the Sun
Persian Sonnet: Candle and the Sun
I heard a candle talking to the sun,
asking him why he must be so bright.
How fun it is to look at you tonight!
When the day is gone, the moon is the one.
Shadows are breaking, yet figures may run,
I shall be lighting all lovers all night.
Making sweet illusion of night, delight,
and close their day when lover’s night is done.
How beautiful is it when you’re gone?
I’ll be the reason for lovers to be,
Then we live until the very break of dawn,
and they see only what their heart will see.
How magnificent is it to live on?
Although it’s just a night, it’s life for me.
1/20/16 Haloo
Kei behem nameh midi
Poem 1) Kheili khosh geli
Poem 2) Ou cheshaye ghashangi dareh
Poem 3) jeegareto bokhoram
Even the Titles are in Persian, the actual poems are in English.
Persian Haiku 4.
Persian Haiku 4.
I cried with the night.
When the nightingale stopped singing,
My poor umbrella!
The moon's reflection,
Loneliness is elegant.
On a lonesome pond.
Life makes me too old.
Death humiliates my life.
I'm glad there is love.
When I come, you'll leave.
Moonlight dims, and autumn grieves.
I'm so so naive.
Iron turns to rust,
My body will burst into dust,
Trust the dust, I must.
Who spilled my bottle?
The Inebriated ground!
Who is the drunken?
What is half of us?
Nowhere to be found in this;
It's not me or you.
Like the sun, I shine,
Like the moonlight, I promise.
To create more love.
12/11/18 Haloo
Note: The form I called Persian Haiku is a form of poetry in Persian literature called “Segani” or “triangular.” They must be in three lines, but not necessarily 5-7-5 syllables, but unlike Haiku, the last line of Segani must have a “Mental Punctuation or mental blowout.” Segani has three major branches: Classic, Nimaa’i (related to the poet Nima Yooshij), and Sepeed (means white). Each has many different forms with and without Rhyme. I combined the rules of Japanese Haiku with 5-7-5 Syllables plus the” Segani” and” Sepeed” with no rhyme.
Origin of the name Swahili
Or " Kiswahili" ,
One person said , " Iswa ile"
Another person said," Iswa iyi "
Swahili is one of the Bantu
Languages
Like isiZulu , Kifuliru,
Kinyindu, Kikuyu
Xhosa, Chewa, Kivira ,
Kinyarwanda Lingala ,
Tchiluba, Kimakuwa,
Kibemba, Kimasanza
Isivenda, Luganda, Kiluya
Kirundi, Kishi, Kibwari
Kinyamwezi, Isiswathi
Isindebele, Kibembe
Sotho, Kikongo,
Kimongo, Chiyawo
...... so on.
Swahili has little influence
Of Arabic due to Islam in Africa ...
Which does not stand
for its origin
As some people spoke
here
and there
To underestimate
Swahili in the World.
Arabic
And
Swahili have
Different strictrures
And
Grammar
Which prove their big difference
No matter few arabic vocabularies
Are in Swahili,
Same as
In Urdu,
Hindi ,
Persian,
And
So on.
I have never heard
Some people who quoted
About Persian to be originated
From Arabic because of few
Arabic vocabularies
Which are in Persian.
Swahili is Bantu language,
With strictures and grammar
As the above Bantu languages.
June 10th 2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe
Mussabwa Chris
Note:
Iswa: it is a flying insect
which majority
bantu people eat.
"Iyi , ili, " means This...
"Ile, hile" means That...
Iswa hile"ile" means that flying insect,
Iswa hiyi " iyi" means this flying insect.
That is where the name Swahili found its origin.
Swahili people are called
" Baswahili or Waswahili "
Which can stand for Swahili speakers
also.
Authentic Swahili is of DRCongo ,
because it has 1% influence of Arabic as
Muslims don't reach 2 % of the populations.
This classic cat...
Not rodent he definitely agrees...
The mere insult as he pokes his tongue defiantly...
...His intellect with pride...
...This Persian exotic with papers...
Top breed himself aware...
...Not common moggy is he...
...He only indulges the classes of
distinguished friends, and family...
...And with such a sense of humour...
...with animated gesture...
...he himself declares...
His full name Charles Bartholemeow Kelly
This beautiful beige fluff ball...
with huge orange eyes...with bushy tale in tow...
Since we brought him home to the globe...
He's grown, so beautifully
His favourite dine is KFC...
Birdie in a box...his treat
This connoisseur he celebrates...
Paw lickin' good...his purrrrs
with resonate...
He lounges in the sun...
in his leather lazy boy recliner...
...And curls up on our luxury Sealy bed...
Pillow top stuffed with silk and wool...
...with luxury nothing finer...
...He plays with his Mothers unused pink tampon...
...His test dummy mouse, he prefers...
Many occasions he arrives on door step...
...with dead unsuspecting bird...
...This classic puss comes across...
as if he is a snob...
...He comes to us for hugs, and cuddles...
and when he wants a brush...
...His bowl he often visits...
...If empty his little face with grim-mus...
...and the noises and insults he hurls...
...So he stands in front of the mirror...
...with pride and a wink he gives
...He believes he is a lion after all...
We love our little boy Charlie...
...Such a character with pride...
...So with this write...it is a tribute...
...Each day you bring us joy...
...Our little Charlie, we love our little boy...
...This little puss without boots...
discovered on trade me...
a small purse was paid...
...for this little soul filled with joy
and bliss...
...A treasure for forever he'll remain...
TIT-FOR-TAT PERSIAN CAT
A young man and his chic Persian cat
Help each other out tit-for-tat
He feeds her fresh kippers
She brings him his slippers
Why can’t more couples be thoughtful like that?
10/13/22
King darius escaped to save his a-s
Smart move smart decision low pitch bass
There is no need to be nice
Think again think twice and think thrice
What lesson do we learn?
Run escape take you turn..
Pretty Persian kitty, wearing an ivory coat,
Big blue eyes for mischief and soft as silk,
She prances and dances when I get home,
And my gift to her is a warm glass of milk.
Pretty Persian kitty, with tiny ears of pink,
A matching button nose to sniff trouble,
On Tuesday morning is a bath in the sink,
And every single time she blows bubbles.
Pretty Persian kitty, with barren paws,
Slanted outward like a silly platypus,
Neatly I keep up with her itty-bitty claws,
But she always makes the biggest fuss.
Pretty Persian kitty, coughing a fur ball,
Playing with her “chase the mouse” toy,
She climbs up the scratching post and falls,
But I really think it’s just an inside ploy!
Yup, that’s right! Crystal is all mine to adore,
As I watch her swiftly roll around on the floor.
For The Love of Kittens
January 10, 2017
Union of my fingers
In the hand
Soviet a fist!
On the sovereign's body
Yet why
Do I
H
I
T
My feet?
I remembered
I gotta get a hammer
and
Hang up
My father's sickle
On the republic's stable wall.
How i long to taste the salt of your skin
pooled in the garden valleys of your body
I await the early morning hours
for you to come as the hummingbird of love.
There I will gaze upon the Persian horses
galloping in the sunlit reflection of your long dark hair
Many nights I have dreamed and craved
Your beautiful lips the enemy of my winter.
Beneath damp sheets lie the magic of velvet fingertips
The blood of your veins remains between my teeth
You the wonderful garden of my torture
You the world wrapped around me....