Green

Green

With me, you speak
Dear, tell softly and slowly

With grief you talking
None, Do not say
Dear, None, Do not say

At the shrine of love and purity heaven
Secret Do not say, tell required

My thirst, in the midst of fire of love
My need, in the midst of the fire kindness

To my God, nor thy God
To my God

My swear is torn the chest
To needed, confidential secret
In the meantime, I am green garment

I'm not a tree, not a Imam
I am, green garment

Shiraz, Iran
8/02/1989
14:45

Jahangir

Parivash

Parivash

I've been everywhere looking for you.
Places where every day, I saw you.
The alley of memories.
Under hedge.

Even among your clothes, you were not.
I got many rivers to cross.
To find out you.
But was not none to beauty.

The river that we crossed it together.
My shoulder needs your head.
My arm needs the heat of your hand.



My body need your hug repeated.

I was afraid that the stay without you.
But I did not believe it.
Now I savor life without you.
What the hell is this world?

I do not, thy desire to return.
I want to be with you.
You were cold.
But it burns me.

My flame is declining.
Do not let me be ashes.
I Waiting for the news.
One voice.

Or a message.
I will warm our lives.
I'd burn the distances.
Turbulent inside of me.

My appearance chilled and inanimate.
In my brain struggles.
Is there a place where to calm down.
Whether the time, come.

Which to sit.
Never, never.
I'm not getting the rid of the battle of your silence.
If you do not speak with me.

I do not need you, to stay alive.
I need you to live out.

Speak to me, Parivash.
Parivash, Call me.
Call me, Parivash.


Kuala Lumpur
02/10/2015
10:30 am

Jahangir

People

When Populace is blindly following the an opinion of a way off.
The history of pregnant would be the most terrible events.

Populace

Kuala Lumpur

02/10/2015

14:47

Jahangir

Life is pain

Life is pain

Life is a continuity
Embodiment a thought
The intersection of body and mind
Turn the idea into reality
Funny, if you laugh at it
Terrible, if you scare
Creates suffer if you see the pain
Alien if you're alien
Is your life, live your life
As you thought,  life
Life is so simple that can understand
A simple rule
An equation, without unknown
Two plus two equal four
Hope, joy, pleasure
It's, They said about life
What can I say?
Yelling your life, scream
Write your own fate
Change your future
No unknown equation is not the equation 
Two plus two may be pain
Be familiar with pain
Laugh your pain, louder laughter
Don't afraid of your pain
Pain is stimulus
Creates art the pain 
Brings Love
Writes poetry
Tears for the statue
Pain is the meaning of life
Pain makes life
Do not hide your pain
The amount of your pain will be stature


Kuala Lumpur
01/10/2015
5:44

Jahangir

Life Somewhere

Life

Tired glance of a woman The worn-out body of a man

In an effort, to survive Followed by a piece of bread

Children are full of desires Seniors in regret sleep

Escape to stay alive In the streets of death

Looking for an answer Answer for a question

Whom had stolen the love? Our contribution of life is just a dream

Shadows of fear and fright On the roof, of our lives is widespread

Our share of the life was absurd Live out is Exotic

Living as a slave is Weirder Our life is slavery

That is our contribution the viability

Kuala Lumpur

29/09/2015

04:32am

Jahangir

Peace

Refugees

A day is on the way
Night will halt hostilities
Peace to the world
Peace to the world

Equity is on the way
Men and women will write
They will write a book
The earth will adore them

Full of peace for the world
Row by row of happiness
one by one sharing lands
Page by page of kindness

Men and women Alongside each other
Equity to the breadth of the land
Justice for All
Contribution of worth to life

Neither deception nor war
Children will not be displaced
Land, Paradise earthlings
Sun shines, affectionate blossoms

A day is on the way
Night halt hostilities
Peace to the world
Peace to the world


Kuala Lumpur
24/09/2015
07:13 am

Jahangir

Grandmother

Grandmother

Grandmother, grandmother
Tell us a story
Tell a Story without sadness
A fairy tale
Nameless rider
The Old Man Fop
Girl, loveless and poor

Grandmother, grandmother
I grew up
I became strong
I became the guy of your stories
My story
I became aggrieved
I became the sorrowful story
Tell a story, tell my story
Tell a story, tell my love story
My tears
My laughter
My grief

Grandmother, grandmother
My life has been a story
My life is a tale of sorrow
Tell us a story
Tell us a story
Tell a story of my life


Tehran
22/10/1999
20:18

Jahangir