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Endgame in Exile

I
At eleven, Tehran’s burning blaze,
Sleeve rolled high to meet the weight,
A Guard’s cold fist—a question raised—
A scar that shapes my fragile fate.

II
At sixteen, classroom doors collide,
Boots thunder on the worn-out floor,
“Routine check,” their steely stride,
Rifles poised like silent war.

Her smile hides behind the page,
Formulas I cannot solve,
I tear her photo, cage my rage—
Winter’s frost begins to dissolve.

III
Seventeen, chalk dust marks the fight,
Bishops, knights, and rooks aligned,
Till shadows snuff the flickering light,
Dreams crushed, erased, confined.

IV
At twenty-two, Azad’s hall,
I face Tehran’s chess command,
My mother’s voice, a cautious call,
Security strikes its hand.

Pieces fall in frozen rows,
Prayers lost at border lines,
Silent tales the exile knows—
A country held by tighter binds.

V
At airports, stamps seal the board,
Squares crossed off the life once known,
Chalk dust and cold photos stored,
Weights of games I’ve yet to own.

VI
Endgame looms—a final test,
Between the past and what will be,
I dream in Persian, holding rest—
Sometimes to win is to break free.
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member This Persian Candy

Far from the homeland, when lips part to speak,
This Persian candy works wonders, magic unique.
The spell of Rumi’s verse, of Hafez’ deep art,
In distant lands, it uplifts every heart.

A potion of love rides this caravan’s crest—
Saadi himself boasts of its charm manifest.
Open your eyes, and at this threshold stay—
The Masnavi begins to tell your tale today.

Yes, the key to the treasure of bliss is our tongue—
Rumi unlocks his vault where legends are sung.
The world is our homeland, in this unmatched place—
Our Persian speech bestows us with grace.
Form: Masnavi


Premium Member Persian Rug ****

Cut loose, cast adrift
from all I set out to accomplish.
Thrown to the other shore
by a stream I was sure would carry me to the sea.
Stranded at the source
words replaced thought, images replaced word
to leave me speechless
mind agape
transfixed to glossy page after page
of color and pattern, wholeness and detail, 
art and craft manifest
in perfect balance on warp and weft.
A beautiful obsession, from ideal to actual,
a literal magic carpet ride
to a figurative land before time
a land of light, and space, 
barren hills
and broken hearts, 
sheep and wool, plant and dye, 
ceaseless wanderings and flights in the night.
A land of my dreams and conception
(there on the carpet as my parents lay)
a carpet beckoning and enticing
to stay and rest awhile, caress and stare 
without inhibition
at the sheer beauty 
only a fellow nomad could conceive
for the solace of another world weary soul.

(2/20/22, first published in my sixth book of poems, OUT OF TIME OUT OF MIND, 2022)

Premium Member Persian

persian rug holds head
and blonde wooden floor, the fur ~
black persian kitty snores
Form: Haiku

Persian Rug Protector

I know who could have your grave dug,
Your life stop with a reserved slug
Just for bearing a water jug
And treading on his Persian rug...

Not that jug's content you had spilled
But you have his trust in you killed
In his heart carved a wound not healed
Of the things he'd seek: Battlefield!
The chap who could seize someone's mug
And let it a great deal him bug
That one couldn't off the idea shrug...

What a Persian Rug protector,
Self helping with Lie Detector.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Tit-For-Tat Persian Cat

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
Form: Limerick

Persian Rug

sundown
old dog takes nap
Persian rug
Form: Haiku

O My Persian Dear

O my Persian Dear, you still are, Khaiam’s glamorous Saki
Sweet lips, heart-breaking eyes and glowing cheeks so rosy
Smart in scarf, shirt and pant, so beautiful and modern
After thousand years, you shine the same and I remain, in deepest of ecstasies.

(December 11, 2020)
Form: Rubaiyat

Aim Above Morality

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..
Form: Couplet

There Is No Coronavirus Poem of Humanity and Peace In 3 Languages English Persian and Kurdish

Historical Poem Therapy
.
There is no coronavirus
 Oh my God
 I'm connected to God 
I am connected to the power of God 
I have a big heart
 I have a strong heart 
I have a strong immune system
I have extensive medical sciences
 I have powerful doctors 
I have powerful drugs 
More importantly
 I have prayer 
I have GOD power
 The healing power of GOD is in me
 I have hope
 I'm victorious
But 
what do you have Coronavirus covid 19? 
you now became 19 pieces
You have nothing 
You are nothing 
You were destroyed 
Because 
My body and my earth do not accept you
 And 
My body and my earth have been cleansed of you 
you know why
 Because 
God's power 
The power of physics 
The Power of Science
 The power of doctors 
The power of medicine 
The power of truth
 The power of humanity 
And 
my power
  destroyed you
 I have many victories in history 
Thank God
POET OF HUMANITY AND PEACE
and
I wish that the whole world would read this poem in the media because it has a prayerful, therapeutic and suggestion aspect..
I need YOUR HELP for this work

resources of poem:
 Prayer Sciences
 Psychology
 experiences
And

Voice of Peace In English Persian and Kurdish

Voice of Peace is the voice of HUMANITY

SO I PRAISE YOU
in persian

Sadaye Solhe sadaye ensaniyat ast
benabarin
man TO ra setayesh mikonam

in kurdish

   Denge iye Denge MIROVATIYE
ye
az TA pasand dikim

Fist For Freedom

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.

Persian Haiku 3

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
Form: Haiku

Persian Haiku 2

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.
Form: Haiku

Pretty Persian Kitty

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
Form: Rhyme

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