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Best Poems Written by Sam Keshavarz Amandi

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Schizophrenia

I don't want to hurt others with this thought
But my work can hurt others besides myself

I'm spinning, I don't know what to do
Like the ocean of other people's passion
I have a wooden boat wreck
My brain is not made for this world

I hear chattering
An illusion, a nightmare, a disorienting confusion
I am waiting for you to tell me
The voice is loud, there is no heart for me anymore

Someone tells me to run away
 go out
when i go out
All eyes follow me
Everyone brings a gift of death
Everyone is coming to celebrate my death

I am tired of this bitter and irrelevant nonsense

Someone is screaming
It's like he's holding a saw and cutting me

I feel light because of my own fear
full of not jumping
In the scene of my death
It is interesting to worry about my future
I just played a game
Like the rest and all who slide

They just act like scary clowns
All become just a naked corpse
Everyone just wakes up
They are playing a role
Everything becomes just a naked corpse, that's all

I'm just tired of this bitter and irrelevant nonsense

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Cheers To the Lie Life

Lie like the law
Witout permission 
World bron me
Witout please me

Sending  me to hell,
Wanna  me suolless
Wanna  me  with sound and soundless

Love rationalize reaction
Trying to rationalize addiction 

Walking in hell
Time will tell 

Life with pill
Running away hell 

Life with lie quilt
Life with guilt

How do I escape from hell?
I was born in hell 

She is hopeful about the future 
Life is lie law nap mixture

Hopeful  One side of the coin
Helpless On the other side of the coin

I'm more interested in facts than in lies options 
There exists a three options

Taking life with lies
Living stealthily
Dying life bravely

Don't pay a down payment 
She's drag me on the pavement 

She stood still without making any movement 
This play lacks movement 

The movement of her chest as the breathed 
I without soul breathed 

I became without soul 
I lost the soul 

The pain is killing me
Confused thoughts sell me

I was dead but breathing 
I still wanted from life more thing 

My life frozen and stopped 
Alone alone heart stopped 

Cause you were gone from my life
I was fed up with life 

Did you ever see the like of me?
Did you remember?

Stand behind me
Please

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The Way of the Heart Said

It now and then, a little stone 
 about his love said

Busy with the voice that  in unison said

Now my love for me is beautiful like flower love,said 

When I that the role I am playing is like a sandstone
 floating on the bottom of a river,
then i said

I live with the hope of being  to my love connected

They say better, he who  good said

In the morning when the light of love has appeared said

love complained about his lover and his lethargy said

Don't be surprised by love, instead
Sacrifice your life for your loved  

A drunk bartender is not ashamed
When the band sings his favorite songs of loved  

Intellect way out is love  But only love himself said

  The love Must so hot  only lover is hot meaning not cold

In the morning, he about ways thinking said

Busy with the language that
 the way of the heart said

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End of the Last Night

There is no need for a hug at the end of the night
Because there is no light in our hearts from you

With eyes that are always asleep
At night, your heart dreams of sleep
In the lap of the night, dreams are sleep

Your desire is in the sky
In this overturned tired heart, there is the fire of love

I fly to you every night
In the arms of sleep, I make dreams with you

At night, I get wrapped up in the sound of your gaze
Your eyes shine a light in my heart in the dark

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Pleasure Clauses

We are the only bonds of pleasure
We drink a cup of wine at night
A slave in the illusion, in the illusion of our pleasure
Don't think otherwise, don't have a heart

Alone in the night of the rush of dreams
Steps slowly in the dark
Bring your imagination with us
We are the only chains of pleasure in illusion and calamity

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Wind and Memory of Love

Because it passes, what has the wind brought?
It smells like my favorite love

The wind of love blows from my heart
The morning wind dances in the bend of the branches


He has decorated himself like a flower, he is my soul
I said I remember you when I'm sober and drunk

Your love awakens my soul like a fresh wind
I see myself with you forever in the garden of your love

Mistress of the heart, while it is mine I am happy and smiling
If I lips to you lips, my instrument is a tune

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Me and My Love

O my soul, I am still firm on my steps and I have not yet fallen from joy
Your love was the refuge of my life, I did not stop loving you

I filled it from that fountain, which is the longest night of drunkenness
I know that this passion has an end and that is loneliness

My sweet-tongued friend, you will not hate me
Because the fire of your desire is drunk and love is also involved

You have a face with two sweet lips
You have eyes that are more beautiful than diamonds

I imagined that others are men on your way
But I said wrongly, they are hesitant

Every time I told you about the pain so that you would give me more pleasure
I want you to be by my side because you are completely kind and generous

It was from seeing your eyes that my heart fell in love and I lost my mind
How long will this hardship of my life, this separation from you last?

A dagger in your eyelashes, my nurse friend
There is a warm heart in your description that you do not see

I am earthly and you are heavenly and I am surrounded by your unfinished love
I am an incomplete thing in the world without you, you don't see it

I wake up at night from the pain of your separation
We have died first in the midst of distress

O bright moon, I want you everywhere
You are so glorious that you are brighter than the sun

I am not lazy, laziness, kiss me
Give me the spring water, don't give me the water you collected behind the dam

 Sam, how long are you awake and talking?
You have more wealth than upright cedars, I am alone but I have your memory with me and that is enough for me

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Cactus Without Water

I have to close my eyes to see the times
Because I don't see your dear heart

I'm a dehydrated cactus, I'm in a mirage
Standing on my feet, I run to thirst for water with my body

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Octopus

I am worn out like a rusted door

I slowly left your sight
I don't know what happened

Do you know what happened?
Put a field hair on your head
It is an event that did not happen

Current events
The moment is starting
Time is wasted
Things can happen in your mind

You know what you can't do
What are you that makes it right?
You are afraid of being punished for your weaknesses
The cup is not in the palm of your hand, friend

There was no pain
Rather, it is in thoughts that they are constantly born
They become mothers for other thoughts

Back and forth
In support too
They are just born

There are images to infinity
The secret of the people is in the light

Until then, there is no escape
Because it is born there
Escape from them wherever you want

I always say only
I want to avoid the catastrophe that is ahead of its occurrence...
Don't be an observer in my mind

More interesting, but I don't know where these thoughts come from

Where are they born from?
Where is their place of birth?

I do not understand and
I also don't understand not understanding that
It's all about you

Love does not always mean living with a lover
Sometimes you have to run away to reach someone

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The Forgotten Me

There is a forgotten me in me
The sound of rain in the gutter

The satisfied passion that is obvious in me
It is the desire of life and the thought of death

A drunken song that was in the thought of dying
Staring at the threshold of the door behind which there was no house

The moments of life that were painful
A house of hope that stared at the darkness

The beautiful and velvet shirt I was wearing
I was wearing a party dress of death

You are the idol that I made with my frozen fingers in winter
You are the same note that I played with my body in the crowd of the street

The wide mouth of the field swallows me
The fallen figure at the bottom of the cup of hemlock laughs at me

My day begins without dawn
My night slips into a sad sunset

You are the purest irony of poetry
Oh, you are the reddest verse of Ghazal

You are the hottest memory of the anemone flower
You are the most melodious poem in all horizons

Again, me and the bitter hatred in the corner of the room
Me again and hugging the knees in the corner of the room

Head between my hands and staring at the vault
Idle thoughts in my head, like falling into a swamp

Again, me and loneliness and... getting lost in the dark
Constant hallucinations like being confused and seeing yourself in my head

Again, me and... the night and... my confused thoughts
Again, me and.... the screams of death in my head

It's me again and pain and pain... like the filling of a petal
Talking about hoping... like a flower blooming in hail

What should I do with this heart of my beard?
What should I do with these pains in my head?

What should I do with these bloody coughs?
What should I do with this fire that you have thrown on my Farm?

What should I do with this festering wound on my head?
What should I do with this headache?

If there is a solution for these or not, it is not a problem
tell me without you... tell me tell me... what should I do??