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Best Poems Written by Sara Samarbaf

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Action!

By any river, all the waterfalls,
Every scene of life, we toast the stars.

we run and we sing, with passion in heart
Just like Kurt's guitar: broken apart.

Shrinking the world, borders go away
In this fantasy, we'd better stay.

Mind strong words, that set us free
Freedom is key, for you and for me.

Life is a movie by Wes Anderson;
Absurd yet superb, Don't leave it unshown.

Across ups and downs, we'll face any risk
When yearning is guide, we pass them brisk.

Don't escape from dark day of roaming
Let's go through the endless gloaming.

Youth is a fire, that burns the fear,
It's not so easy, but deem it dear.

give your restless hand, let's tango in sync,
With the "sweet life", we drown and think.

Listen to Horace and seize every day,
In our tough journey; we'll find every way.

Oh, let us defy... death's cold embrace
And let our dreams; soaring in space.

In time symphony, with lights so bright,
The moon and the sun, lead us through night.

Together we'll seek a purpose untold,
Find the meaning of the boulder we hold.

For life is a song, a chord to play.
Tune with it but, forget to obey.

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Vibrant Face of Depression

To Atbin.

Another flick, a spark,
once more awakened the past
Illustrating memories,
are alive and always last.

I recall your visage with
its veins, its charm, and grace
Some invisible griefs,
behind of that bony face.

Your tender artistic look
at a silly Rubik’s parts,
Made your endless affection
indwelled into our hearts.

You were our J. Keating in 
Weir’s intelligent mind
And that remembrance fest
that you held: one of a kind.

For our liveliest buddy,
we had toasted and we cheered
But I saw a bloody band
on your wrist was appeared.

You smoked and you spoke
with your own personal tone:
“A dead soul would never need 
all of these; to be well known,”

“Look the living, hey kiddo!
and cherish their real worth.”
I stared at the white band:
accessible, open source…

I thought it should be a band;
you could have tied it with care
Upon a pretty girl’s
flowing and blonde hair.

Not as the merciless rope
tight around the skinny neck
But just like the sign of love
danced by the wind in a lake.

hey, my friend! don’t be sad
let me exactly define:
Ne’er tribute to the dead
but the lasting wound of mine.

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Cinema Mon Amour

We are ostracized, you are open arms
So far, but near, in dreamer minds

Across every gaze, captive of darkness
You lead us through wave of crisis

I taste you as a strong espresso 
Sometimes so acrid, a Rosé's glow

I sink into seat, there: silver screen
Cinematic tales, kaleidoscope dream

You are a muse, and peace of the soul 
Healer of the wounds; your supporting role

your unique magic, takes us far away
To unseen skies, asteroid's highway

I would keep watching, with passion untamed
I am enchanted, forever flamed

In the movie land, fevers take flight
It's my love affair, it's my old delight.

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The Rage

A lonesome attic,
Broken by tragic farewells,
Tolling the death bells.