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Sassi Kheirazad Poem
Behind the door of wildflowers lies the door of light
One evening, I would allow the star to sing, sing, and sing to tears
For sheltered heart’s memories how they are changing, when the white wildflowers dance a smile.
While bleeding nectar from its golden heart… and the thrilled dance of its leaves for poems of the valley thyme
For tears, our bottomless humanity, the spin of light in us
And read his over nomadic heart tales
And trace in him the spirit of the poet… to see in the green light heavens the inaccessible visions….
To perceive the light tales’ whispers to rainbow when reflecting the smile of God….
To witness how universe harmonizes eternity tales in the hearts ….
On the other side,
Do not ask for wounds of the old city of Damascus
How it was swirled by the hurricane ….. how much angelic ages we need…..
To make orang flowers and antique balconies’ jasmine smile
To make the rolling stars on the chest of Qassioun smile… for the moon’s face there, observing the green lighted minarets is still extending its wings.
For A song to the fearless sad eagle… while standing on the edge of the cliff and singing his lilac song…. And praying for a light that would open his book to see the tiny waving hands to the martyr….. and see how the flood arranges itself to rise
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Sassi Kheirazad Poem
Again distance slips
Wrinkles the universe’s face
from eyes of dusk descends a startle
shed poem’s water down the drain
and ancient tales( fairytales) become ghosts
riding dead light
Narrating on the banks of Tigris, Euphrates rivers and Fayhaa (damascus)
Time bastard’s Puzzle
once again believing prophecy
Lives Undressing in front of death mirrors
And the light raises across the sky
Angels leaving Earth
Carrying whiteness of basil blemished in perfume
And the remnants of purity..
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Sassi Kheirazad Poem
Sad ..
Very sad this fall
No papers to be muddled
Nor slim waist trees to be Shaked
Burdened with stunned winds
Wobbled broken
On the threshold of the sidewalk
Gloomy fall
stillness only
From a child crying
His smile was swallowed by waves
Without swish
Copyright © Sassi Kheirazad | Year Posted 2015
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