Tent
English poems and free verses
by : Iranian poet and writer, Sadeghi,mohammad Hossein

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ZenUS

My newly born goddess[1] of union!

Episode 1

We were living in the God's mind

He remembered us and we were fashioned.

God pronounced us

and we came into being

in the figure of antonym words

so we are the earthly translations of supernal synonym words.

Though we were born in two separate beings,

We were created as one thing,

One heavenly soul in two earthly bodies.

Episode 2

In our Kindergarten of Instincts

The other demigods

were playing unconsciously and cheerfully

While we were arrogantly dividing

the existence during a long destructive war

into two mental separate Worlds:

Hell and heaven

War and peace

Hate and love

richness and poverty

West and East

South and North

I and she

mine and hers….

All of the heroic parts for me, Zeus,

And the entire charming part for my playmate, Venus.

A half part of me was she

and a half part of she was I.

The world was a simple sample of our toy room,

And we were always at "zero hour" and lapse of time didn't awake

us.

Episode 3

After puberty we awaked

Because we were silently attacked by a common appetizing

assailant

and were drunk by "nectar" of forbidden fruit

and discovered the hidden hemispheres of our needs

and were exiled to anxiety desert of youth

We, both, were captured by love's elegant fingers.

So, the real battle was launched between us

to capture the other half part of our rival's world.

When she provocatively knitted her tall hairs

my pacific ocean of patience became stormy

and when I frowned, her Equator of desires became frozen.

She always venerated her beauties with a deep holy respect

and I always boasted of being powerful.

She wanted to convert all of my particles to her Lovers

and I tried to make all of her cells of beauty to my admirers.

We were so selfishly interested in "ourselves" that we missed and

forgot our "selves".

The final war was going on

and the Third World of our innate needs was reaching to

maturity zone

and the other demigods were awaking one after the other,

unexpectedly.

We happened in the mind of death

and lost each other's godly "selves"

in an annihilated clarity.

So at our mental palace of Olympus

we were nightly attacked by other wakeful desires and instincts

and we ought to flee and fly to skies of wisdom.

Episode 4

The skies of wisdom were so crowded

and we were somewhat unknown for their residents.

In spite of being stranger,

we wanted to rule over their territory and the cosmos

but we were tired and wanted to rest to save our rest of powers

for the tomorrow "battle of stars".

We were separately living in each other

But false pride didn't let us to be united

as we were in our childhood gnosis.

None of us could live lonely;

We needed each other

Not for peace but for silly wars and crisis

to be alive and prove our dignity beastly.

But in the skies of wisdom we had to be united and take place in

one territory.

Episode 5

For resting we found an empty snail-shell

on the crowded pavement of Milky Way

but we were such Great heavenly beings! That

we couldn't "take place" in that cozy furnished territory

since, that "Space" had been made only for one god!

And we were two gods!

so a half part of us left and remained behind the door

we came out and began to search for a two-spaced Empyrean.

Meanwhile, we heard a loud voice in that breezy nice night

the God was smiling and the angels were laughing at us and

saying:

You must stop your useless wars

And give up yourself to your mate.

Your hearts are my Capital of existence

and all the creatures have only one ruler.

So, we were burnt in our flames of shame

and disgracefully crept into the same snail-shell.

The whole God's empyrean were inside

And it was as large as all created things.

and the voice was continuously repeated:

I am everything but nothing is I.

Miss yourselves to find me and your "selves".

Because I am your "selves" and you are my "self"

You have been unique being at the first

and must be united again

so leave "yourselves" outside and come in with only your "selves".

Who was speaking?

- Every cell of us and existence:

If you want to reach to unity

your remaining parts must be tied to your partner's.

We didn't understand

and the greatest angle thoughtfully enlightened us

and explained the paradigm of unity:

Venus must leave her "VEN" part

and Zeus must leave his "US"

the remaining parts are ZE and NUS

And Zenus is your newly reborn demigod

with two different natures: ZEN[2] and US

that should be coupled again.

ZEN needs US

and US needs ZEN

and the combination is ZENUS

which is the united states of antonyms.

And also your missing Utopia.

You both must stop your habit of self-praising

And only praise and worship your Lord.

We whispered voicelessly: but we are demigods…

He interrupted our "thoughts" and replayed:

Everything is a demigod

and God created them in pairs

but human is superior than the others.

"human is a small sample of world

And world is a great sample of human[3] ".

Each single only can be completed by its "missing part" and your

"selves" is your missing part of yourselves.

Episode 6

In the light of delightful youth fruits

we reached to singleness and global unity

and returned to our everlasting roots of being

by drinking the AMBROSIA of wisdom

and every cell of existence celebrated our victory

And all the angles said:

Everyone's chest is the battlefield of these two superpowers

if you want calmness you must make peace between them

Everyone's chest should be the nuptial nest of this bride and

groom.

Now we are such little nothings! That

may peacefully occur in an infinite eternity

even at a timeless part of Silky Way

in an empty snail-shell.

Now, we are Zenus

The united states of antonym desires

The goddess of unity.

The faith tree

The branches of a tree

never fight against each other. ‎

But we, users of its shade and fruits,

dogmatically, break the branches

to make helves and arrows and bludgeons

for killing each other and cutting roots of the tree.‎

We even make cross to crucify Messiah. ‎

Oh, what did we do

with the faith tree and religions?

June-2005 ‎

To Revive

A flower can return us to paradise

and connects us to an endless life. ‎

A flower can create us anew

and refresh our joyful missing memories. ‎

And no differ whether it's a wild flower or a hot-house one

Only a flower?? ‎

Alas, what did we do?? ‎

We wrongdoer creatures destroyed and burnt

One hundred and twenty four thousands

garden of real flowers

And consequently, we, loathsome nasty sinners

were sentenced to wash our faces

in a cesspool of cruelty each morning

and breathe the putrefied air of discrimination till evening, ‎

and go to bed with nightmares and devilish dreams. ‎

Such a filthy place is our reward ‎

and the next hell is worse than this, if ‎

there weren't any flower to return us to lovesickness. ‎

Oh, my hidden flower

You are the heir of all prophets

and‎all of the windows are waiting ‎

‎for you and your reviving fragrance. ‎

June /2005

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As usual

A harsh gray flood was coming toward us.

How was it started?

Who was guilty?

Which royal boat would be capsized?

Who would win that blood-wave-riding?

We didn't know.

There was no time for thinking,

but as usual we only ought to be dammed against it.

The harsh gray-red-flood

was passing through our ever-ruined village,

and our ashes were dancing

in the memories of war-brides.

For centuries we have played the same act.

And now we, the forgotten victims,

are waiting for the next War.

Who can save our lives

Except love and peace?

2005-05-30

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Utopia

Peace is not a soup of DOVE cooked in OLIVE oil,

For serving at the geopolitical conferences.

It's the chlorophyll of spiritual flights.

Peace is not a symbol and a word

It's a sharp shiny signal of bare right-seeking swords.

Peace is not a lowly surrender position

But a powerful forgiveness exposition.

Peace does not occur in an oppressor mind

Nor in an oppressed heart.

Peace is not an emotive remark

It's the essence of all desirable beauties.

Peace is not the antonym of war

It's the synonym of all virtues,

a combination of love and liberty

plus justice and security,

and lack of each is the sign of war condition.

The cold wars are more burning than the hot ones

a hot war may pick only flowers

but poverty and discrimination burn the garden entirely.

War is war and death is death

cold or hot, makes no difference.

Peace is not only reuniting enemies

but strengthening affectionate relations among friends.

Peace is not a UN present for the victims of wars

but a heavenly gift for all the creatures.

Peace, as the Utopia of all perfect men,

Is the main lesson of all holy prophets

for us to have a blissful coexistence.

Peace is a worriless mental situation

in which everyone enters will be secure from all harms.

I searched all of the encyclopedias;

but didn't find a word which can play the role of peace

in the creation workshop, except a more perfect one.

If you find a better Utopia

I will replace it with ISLAM.

J une-2005

Freedom

A bird cannot change the cage

not the cloudy imagination of its blue ceiling

not the dusty thoughts of its grayish floor

and not the ironic temptations of its green bars.

When no way is to be released

and outside, are other greater prisons

and a free flight is not conceivable

and every soul has its own cages,

The poor innocent ever-caged bird

only can do one little task:

breaking all drowsy walls

to change the world that happens in its mind

And uniting with the eternal cage.

Life is a cage,

and the bird can love and enj oy it,

So as the death.

The bird cannot change a cage-

but can imprison it in its heart.

Beautify

To upgrade and dignify

Love burns us to purify

Poetry is your eye's art

You, label it and signify

We don't know what verse is

We only may intensify

We are poets of you, dear

You have set us to versify

If nice, is your own art

Each beautiful can beautify.

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Signs

The nightly sky

is a blackboard

come and write on it

a brilliant word.

I want to be solved

In ocean of shine

I wish to be a

sparkling sign,

What is your best wish

in your heart and mind?

what was the lost hope

you wanted to find?

Search and find it now

in your memories

of virtues that

give you glories.

Find a loving word

higher than of peaks

the holiest gift

that everyone seeks,

A word that can build

Heaven in this land

a simplest word

to understand.

We are living in

An endless world

the earth is a dot

in that blackboard.

Find your place in

those dots and lines

you are one of those

sparkling signs.

Evergreen Arms

He was as old as freedom,

and as red as martyrdom

He was born in battle-field

first thing, he saw, was a shield

under which, opened his eyes

and drank the milk of skies

His date of birth was written

on the wings of a pigeon

The only toy, he had, there

was a sword, sharp and bare

He was as kind as flowers

and lovesick as all lovers

On horseback, he learnt by heart

how to fend, to rush, to dart

He was fond of liberty

Though his wealth was poverty

If you wanted his address

you could ask every cypress

He was as hard as mountains

And as elegant as fountains

He planted in the grove-palm

his evergreen and tall arm

Though, was martyred this morning

his son was born in evening

He is as old as freedom,

and as red as martyrdom

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Honey-moon

For flying in the love sky as a free dove

it's too late if you even come very soon

and for falling in deep well of love

each moment is a nicely honey-moon.

If you’re tired of life and its painful pack

and be surrounded by the troops of grief,

if you're about to have a heart attack

only the love miracle can give you relief.

Let the sorrow be upset and sad

Do not delay, make your loving base

Laugh at the death and be, as I, mad

and be free of nation and race.

Do not delay, love yourself at first

if so, the whole existence is the next.

2005-05-29

The millennium of phoenix

Let them go and fly these narrow-minded bugs

and fight against our ancient fire-bird

put them at ease, let them try their best

though they deserve to be laughed at, you

follow the athletic ethic of victor combatants.

Let them go and fly these blind-hearted bats

and try to put out the sun's everlasting light

but remember not to laugh at enemy's corpse.

When a fly buzzes, even if disturbs you,

let it buzz its lecture in darkness, and be sure

that the wind will come and throw it away.

But you, My eagle, the unique patrol of skies

that the hurricanes cannot shake even your shade

and the typhoon is captured by your sharp claws

go on composing our epical presence.

You are the most honorable image, I've ever seen

when you are sitting still at the highest peak

Only that stony horse can bear your epical weight

on which you sit and calmly rule over the lands

Give my best greetings to the goddess of poetry

and, on behalf of us, ask her if she knows

who taught and trained her bravest son, Epic

and encouraged him to eradicate the war-beginners?

And who took care of her prettiest daughter, sonnet

and made up the most charming bride of literature?

And who has elevated our three-colored flag of Love and Peace?

And also kindly ask her whether she knows

that her dearest daughter and son, sonnet and epic

were attacked by some bugs and bats and mice?

But tell her not to worry at all, since they live

in a lofty, firm and fortified palace

which was built by Ferdowsi and painted by Hafez.

And surely she knows her children's trainers.

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Our ancient fire- bird, the phoenix,

The Common spirit of our nation never dies

And every day is its admirable Millennium.

Today the old phoenix burnt itself, but

a newly born bird came out from its ashes.

The young phoenix is now inspiring all the birds,

and helps them to compose their crimson flight poems.

Now, each free bird, you see in the sky

lovely and pacifically is singing the epical sonnets

of phoenix death and birth.

Mordad 1369 / July 1990

The Lost Futures

Even those broken mirrors

-my dust-coated ancient memories-

cannot restore my lost futures.

In this abundance of blessing

in which the free bare sweet life

is available for everyone's desire

nothing is exchangeable for me

with a flame of lovesickness.

The insurance fever is widespread

and all of my world-mates!

are supersonically rushing towards

the banks and the safe boxes

but nothing can save and insure

my evergreen grieves.

How much does my anxiety cost?

for everyone but you, my dearest

it's not worth even a black penny, I know.

My future is lost

and I'm missing

and I'm patiently waiting for

that Promised Friday Morning

in which I will be found

in your graceful arms.

Come and Reserve All my grieve Rights

And restore my lost futures.

2005/05/17

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Charisma

Having a great pain of enmity

I was exiled to a stony moment.

My heart capacity was so low

and the ceiling of sky was so down

how insignificant were my desires

and how little was my world.

At the end of loneliness

I picked up a stone, heatedly

and threw it towards the rocks aimlessly.

and the adventure was beginning:

The stone was singing plainly

a heartrending lovely sonnet.

And I was sinking in its eternal charisma

then its echo grew and grew

and multiplied progressively.

all of my cells could see and hear and repeat

the same melody

which all the cells of existence were singing:

Find your place among us

you are a part of cosmos

we have the same beloved

who is the creator, indeed

no enemy or enmity

is in our dignity

your heart should only be filled

with love and love, in this field

love is an endless ocean

you should follow shoreless men

if you want a godly kiss

you must fight only for peace.

2005-05-23

The universal day of peace

1 – The unknown quantities

no one really knows what life is and how much it costs

except one who takes it back from the claws of death

and no one really knows what death is and how much it costs

except one who embraces it for the sake of LOVE

and no one really knows what love is and how much it costs

except one who uses it to enrich the peace.

2 – The love realm

The world happens at our minds

not behind the geopolitical closed doors

each government is a matter of wind

and everyone can ignore them and all of their rules

but no one can escape from the God’s realm

that its unchangeable laws are innately in our spirits .

3 – The root of faith

The world is a stock of tyranny, discrimination and injustice

which is the product of our thoughts

and if we change our minds

the world will be changed, accordingly

and will be filled with justice, peace and love.

trying and waiting for these bright and brilliant changes

is the root of our faith .

4 – The alone zeros

We are smaller than zeros

Not in the Cosmos but on the earth.

Without love we are zeros, about 7 billion alone zeros

but we can change the world if we want

A zero has no math value lonely but if it comes after a ONE

it increases its value ten times and more

and becomes a part of the new tenfold number

5 – The miracle of love

We come to world and die

So we are nothings as zeros

only love can increase our values

We are such valuable nothings

that can increase the value of a ONE

to a limitless number.

With love we are zeros after ONE

Even, we can be ONE with the miracle of LOVE .

6 – The real value of zeros

One is a unit of a value but zero is not.

Ten is not merely a number,

ten is ten real ones and a plenty of decimals

An alone zero has not any value, it’s nothing

But after a ONE its value may be form one to ten

So the value of a zero after a ONE is not the same as an alone

zero.

And so on a hundred, a thousand, a million and a billion .

So we remain 7 billion alone zeros if we don’t come after a ONE .

7 – The Godly one

The God is the real ONE of existence

And has saved an innocent ONE, his grand sample,

for the future of the world and Human beings,

and all of us also should play the role of zeros

after that Godly ONE in our lives .

If a zero fell in love with existence

It will come after that Godly ONE.

8 - The Essence of all Senses

when Adam descended from the everlasting paradise

he had everything but his life was meaningless

Breathing, eating, working and sleeping

was boring and tedious

he wasn’t anxious and impatient,

he wasn’t waiting for anyone,

he wasn’t exited, and not interested in beauties

and totally hadn’t any feeling about himself and his nature

and these concepts and words weren’t in his dictionary of life

The God sent him his own lovely peaceful spirit

Then he remembered Eve

and felt the essence of all senses

and his dictionary became full of new sensual lovely entries

and his religion come into being

and loved everything as children

9 - The renovation of innate values

Children are the best lovers of God

They have a pure love for everything

But when they grow up they forget love gradually.

We should return to our childish homeland

To regain the real taste of life, by love

Without love we are alone zeros

But we are created to be ONE

And if we renovate our innate values

We will become one of those ONES.

10 – Return to paradise

The Fall of Adam is always repeated

The almighty God blew his spirit to our bodies and enlivened us

Also every morning he makes us alive.

When we have everything in our lives except LOVE

we are descending from the paradise every day

and the Merciful God is sending us his gift of LOVE

and melting our hells with the heavenly calmness

to enrich and rescue our lives

and return us to his everlasting paradise

11 – The source of wars

we are travelling from birth to death

and the distance between is life

which is innately filled with love by God

but we empty it and fill it with disgust and enmity

and this is the source of all wars

12 – The real fight

I love peace and hate war

And wish a warless day for our earth

That all of us are eagerly waiting for,

But war is an inevitable event

Because the history of human began with war

And the root of all civilizations is in blood

I hate war and love peace

But the life of all weapon producers

Is based and depended on wars.

They hate peace and we hate them

We should fight for peace and love

And our real war should be against those death traders

Throughout cultural activities

13 - The lovers of God

when all of the people have a common love

they are the lovers of God

and this common love is their common religion

and when they love God they aren’t the enemy of each other

instead, they love each other and all of his creatures

in this case, there is not any enmity and war among people

And that day is the universal day of peace

and that day is not far if we want

if we add only one person to the Lovers of God and humanity .

14 – The Superior of the Creatures

Nothing but Love can measure and weight our lives .

All of the death traders are also intelligent and clever

Without love, Wisdom is a lantern for thieves and lawbreakers.

Wisdom must be directed by LOVE

-the heavenly gift of God to us-

By which we are signified as human beings,

And also The Superior of the Creatures.

Aban1393 , Oct. 2014

WINGED CAGES

I miss you when I find myself

And find you when I miss myself

I’m puzzled between me and you

And my old pain is always new

I should migrate as a lone bird

That in winter has lost its herd

How can I fly with broken wings

To the land-love of sun and springs?

I should migrate to land of light

From my deep darkness of blight

At last you see one day, I fly

With my winged cage at your sky

From myself to you, I migrate

And waiting for this lovely fate

26 oct 2014 — 4/8/1393

Candles and Butterflies

The existence is managed by God’s unseen forces

who are chosen from the best people

and trained by celestial beings and angles.

when a nice and perfect person

- a sacred and unknown sloe-

is affected with a hard trouble

or a heavy and unbearable blight

you should know that the Almighty God

has burnt a candle among us

by which we can connect to God’s source of blessing

and remove the darkness of hopelessness.

a candle can do nothing except giving light

and melting little by little.

it’s a God favor

they burn for us

and we should only be their butterflies.

What else can we do for them?

This is not a superstitious poetic idea

nor a philosophical lesson

this is the habitual experience in our life

8/2/1385

In the Name of Allah

O mankind, indeed We have created you from male and female and made

you peoples and tribes that you may know one another. Indeed, the most

noble of you in the sight of Allah is the most righteous of you. Indeed, Allah

is Knowing and Acquainted.

(Holy Quran –hojarat – 13)

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DOCTRINE OF GLOBAL FAMILY

Making family is the holy aim of Creation

And the main pillar of a family is a woman,

So the world should gain a new insight of LOVE.

Let’s put the exceptions aside.

A man is a human male being

but a woman is not a female mankind

It’s an unknown creature from another world

A canary and a sparrow both are birds and alike

But a canary isn’t a pretty sweat-singing sparrow

They may be similar but not equal

If they obliged to live with each other,

they may adapt and adjust themselves to their new conditions

and copulate and reproduce new male and female birds, like us.

Their infants aren’t hemi canary and hemi sparrow

and both are valuable.

The canaries are canary and sparrows are sparrow,

Although men and women, both are caged in one world

And a woman is more similar to a man than the other creatures

They shouldn’t be compared with each other

Women are women and men are men and both are valuable.

A male isn’t stronger than a female

and a female isn’t stranger than a male

both are strong in their territories

and are strange in the other zone

king and poor are alike and this is one of the God’s justice signs.

And this misunderstanding has been the cause of all quarrels,

separations, divorces and exploitations.

But really, what’s a woman? No one knows.

She is a paradisiacal gift from God.

And she is the most oppressed creature that has ever abused by men.

She is not an amusing toy

and not a luxury merchandise

and not trade goods

that may be bought and sold now and then.

A woman is not a mate with an expiry date.

The first victims of all wars are women.

Regardless the cause of wars and nations when a soldier is killed

in each front, a mother will be bereaved.

So a woman cannot be a commander or judge, because she

cannot see the bereavement of other mothers.

Women are such powerful beings that can change the world and

make it as a real paradise.

But men may create hell of wars and discrimination and poverty.

A man may want everything for himself

But a woman wants herself for her nest,

and easily may sacrifice herself for her children to keep them

alive.

Mothers have motherly feelings toward all of the children of the

world.

All of the men are the children of mothers, And a husband may be

the poor needy child of his wife.

When a war broke between two tribes

only their women could extinguish its flames.

Women in their responsibilities are men of peace

But the men who always put the world into fire usually condemned

them for beginning quarrels between neighbors and children.

The divine hands that can spread peace in societies and take care of it

are only and only mothers

without the help and interference of international organizations

without army forces and governments only by lullaby and folk songs.

They can capture the global only with their motherly emotions and

affections.

And if they wait for receiving this dignity through official aids

they never obtain it.

The dialogue among civilizations

and peace talks should be carried out only by women especially

those who have lost their children and husbands in wars.

and what may be mentioned in such dialogues is only peace and

peace and peace.

And also their children by mother’s permission and guidance and

control may do a part of it.

But men who may kill millions of their Congener cannot do such

a fine art.

These dialogues needn’t any specific knowledge because all of

the mothers who are kings of sorrow have a common language of

tear and sough and their desire is only peace.

If women rule over the world and do not behave manly no war

will be started except against mice and beetles!!

And no hungry will remain on earth except for fitness!!

So these great super angles should not lose their dignity

and must not minify and degrade themselves

by mannish manners.

Women not only in their appearances but also in innate natures

are the prettiest transfigurations of God’s beauties accordingly

they are always abused by Demons and evil doers.

In a simple and small scale, life is nothing but housing (eating,

loving and resting) without which life is a decorative death.

And all of those may only be prepared by mothers.

Without their care the children and husbands are gadabouts.

Life is meaningless without women,

So each mother is the Sun of her solar family.

And other members of family are stars of her love orbit

and in a large scale this situation could also be applied to the

whole existence,

Life is aimless without the role of mothers who are responsible

for performing the aims of The Creation.

So a mother is a goddess in her family

And has the highest rank of her existence

So their authorities should be strengthened and stretched

through the whole life of their children some of which are kings

and presidents and war beginners of the world.

Men always have dominated over women by disregarding their

rank and right

And women always live in the second or last level of importance.

They should play their heavenly roles in all societies

But it must not be the beginning of an endless war between wives

and husbands

If so, playing this role should be ignored at all.

The world regardless its geopolitical borders consist of many homes

And each home is managed by a housewife who is the manager of her family,

And the world which is a collection of families is managed by women,

And women are the real kings of the world,

And the world is the borderless home of mothers,

Therefore they can prevent all the societies from any satanic

movements and preserve their own harvests from flames of wars.

The so called Global Village is a political trick of those men who

want to rule over the world in a simple way,

But the global family is the existing Utopia of all mothers

And we, men, always destroyed their utopia by wars to create our

childish Global Village.

For thousands of years the world has been governed by men

And their productions only have been wars and destruction of

families and burnings all of the woman’s efforts.

Mothers can change the world with their innate "doctrine of

global family" to make a peaceful life for all people

And if they had done this task, our condition would be better than

this, and now we could be proud of our histories.

A half of the world population is women and the other half is their

children, this is also true for the men, but the roles of the first half

are always minimized by the second half.

All of the human beings are equal and no one is better than the

others except for being PIOUS.

If a couple live lovely for centuries they will never recognize each

other completely and by means of no language and logic they may

reach to good mental understanding of their mates except by love

And there is no fatal problem that cannot be solved peacefully in

bed,

And The God creates BED for solving all kinds of problems.

A wife and her husband are dress of each other[4] . symbolically, a

dress is a protective ornament, so a couple should wear each

other and "wearing" is a cultural idea that contains tens of untold

heavenly words and concepts one of which is Uniting that is the

main aim of Creation.

Feminism breaks the creation rules and God Limits, so it destroys the

foundations of families and begins an endless quarrel between men

and women, because it doesn’t know the value of mothers and their

place in existence.

Women are not equal to men, they are higher than men.

In dictatorship of men, women are only tools of pleasures, but

according to the rule of creation both are means of calmness and

delight[5].

Instinctively, all the existence moves toward unity

and human beings are the superior creatures and their marriage is

the highest pick of unity.

A man is not the Lord of the woman, he is her child.

And a woman is not the housemaid of her husband, she is her

mother.

Both have equivalent share in their common life

But the duties of men, as the workers of HIVE, are more than of the

QUEENS[6] .

One of the Aims of creation is reproduction that is the essential

base of existence without which life will be disappeared in a few

decades.

In this process women act the maj or role. They are the productive

member of existence, so they are the origin of life.

The God can create mankind without parents: as the creation of

ADAM.

And can create human beings without father: as the creation of

Jesus Christ (P.B.U.H).

So Men are stranger gusts of Women Kingdom

And mothers are the goddesses of existence and eternity

Because they are the God's cooperators for life continuity.

Women are so valuable that the last prophet (P.B.U.H) said:

The paradise is under the mothers’ feet,

And up to now no claim has been told

greater than this holy phrase about women.

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At the Beach of Eternity

The whole Cosmos that can be seen

Is smaller than an Amoeba

In an endless Ocean;

And the candle of spirit is glimmering in both.

And the distance between being and nonexistence

is a twinkle of soul.

If you can see the spirit of an Amoeba

You will observe thousands Cosmoses

At its beach of Eternity,

So, we are such little

And such great.

16/8/1387

Defense

Each living creature loves peaceful life

so innately fights against aggressors

and defense makes the defenders stronger.

Usually the rich sources are attacked by invaders

And giving up is equal to death.

this is our story at a glance

during our glorious history

we hate all of the war beginners

and we love our unknown Patriots.

FLAGS

The sad world is looking for delight

and fortune is as rare as the Gabriel feather[7]

And the garden of words is gloomy

We belong to the family of

words

“mountain” is my father

“sea” is my mother

“trees” are my brothers

And “stars” my sisters

Those infinite exclamatory and question marks are my cousins

And “you” are my friends

The world is a complex dictionary

Some of us are Nouns, Verbs, etc.

Regular or irregular,

And all of us are meaningful and important words

And none of us can be erased form that lexicon

If so, the being glossary would be incomplete

We are words

And live in the world of words

A few of us are high frequent and some are less

Some of us are summarized in a short single line

And some should be interpreted by more than one world

Some of us are proverbs, idioms, slangs

And even taboos

We are words

And stand for our thoughts

We are flags of our thoughts kingdom

And we are symbolic movable signs of our aspirations

All of us are searching for lucks

And prosperity happens at minds

And our good fortune is product of our thoughts

And thoughts are spirit of words

And words are spirit of world

And the world is sad

And the words are gloomy

Each of us is a word

Each of us is a world

And the world is searching for shiny words

Oh LOVE, come and shatter our untrue world

And refresh our glossary words.

October 31, 2008 / Azar 5, 1387

An Elegy for Flight 655

My little brave canoe of love

is carrying my furious volcano of revenge

In a familiar stormy sea

and an unknown dark night.

The canoe is mourning and searching the Blood Vortex

In an endless beginning tide

and a crowded loneliness,

and the volcano is going to awake

The Damavand[8] and Fuji Yuma’s[9] spirits at once together

to elegize and eternalize the saddest narration of love and life's

death

in memories of Hiroshima and Nagazaki[10]

and Iranian Flight[11] number 655

To find the depth of the massacre

let's light our candles of hearts in the chest of history

by Putting ourselves instead of those innocent peace messengers.

Let's imagine the bloody moments

And rebuild and review the massacre:

It was lunch time of Sunday July 3, 1988

The waitresses were serving the packed foods

And the mothers were feeding their dear ones

and speaking to each other happily.

The Iron bird was calmly flying at sky

On the usual path of civilian flights,

The space of j ourney was full of sweet fragrance of affections.

And everything was OK

Suddenly, the whole thing was ended

by missile of the damned Vincennes

And 290 torn bodies were dancing

From the sky to the sea

And the Persian Gulf became their purplish grave.

They had no time to understand what happened

Even, the parents couldn't hug their children,

Accordingly, "the Axis of Evils" said:

"I'm not an apologize-for-America kind of guy."

And foolishly regarded the massacre as closed,

But every free thinker regards it as an open issue forever

As the unforgettable memories of Hiroshima and nagazaki.

Surely, we have power and right to avenge

But we never pay back evil by evil

We give peace flowers to US nation and all human beings,

This is our heavenly revenge.

The Bull’s Eye

I’m a target

a double-faced target

My chest and back are painted with colored circles

The smallest one is the Golden point of dueling,

and one who can exactly shoot at my heart

is the final winner.

And the Warmongers and Arms dealers are always winners.

And I've been the holy loser forever.

As a traditional and historical target

I'm the center point of existence and humanity

I'm your mother

Do not aim at me, dear.

2006/03/03

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VALENTINE’S DAY GIFT

When you are sitting hopelessly

in the flames of anxiety and loneliness,

A pleasant gift

is neither a red rose nor a love letter

and not a heart-marked undergarment

but a Piece of Peace News.

When the floods of bloods

are running, madly here and there

When the people are used as

Experimental Guinea Pigs

By researchers of Satanic Powers

When the horror of the Mushroom Clouds

cast a vast shadow on the dreams of the world

when the brain of Earth is inflamed with

the horrible tumor of Atomic weapons

and one of them may visit you

or your anonymous friends

before or after 24 October[12] (1945-10-24)

no present is more desirable and ideal

than a piece of peace news.

Satan’s bed fellows

Angels are still crying

for the innocent victims of terrorism

who were burnt and buried

in such a huge vertical grave.

Who is responsible for this massacre

that injured the hearts of sky and earth?

Mafia and Terrorism

are two wings of devilish politicians

that no one is safe from the tricks of

these hated little Demons.

Angels are crying still

not only for the innocent victims of

11th September of 2001

but also for the previous and the next victims

of those Satan’s bed fellows.

Canonical LOVE

Love is not the unbridled lustful nasty pleasures.

It's a holy lasting fondness

Between Creatures and the Creator

And has different meanings and levels:

Fondness between Believers and prophets

Parents and their children,

Families and relatives

mankind and all creatures

and specially

between canonical Married couples.

Renascent firefly

I'm not a poet

I’m the shouter of our global pains

And looking for treatment.

I'm shouting all the human pains,

Poverty, discrimination, injustice.

And all the pains are tolerable and curable

Except the pain of deadly wars.

I love peace and hate war

And should shout to be involved in healing the world.

As an afflicted soul, I cannot be calm

and decorate my face with untruthful smiles.

I'm not a poet

And my wounded words are not poems.

This bunch of words

is the ashes of my burnt garden of pains, sobs, shouts, and tears.

My share of this world is only shouting,

And the victims of the frequent wars

are the bloody words of my shouts

and a various collection of dead bodies

are still marching in my volcano mind.

I live with the grieves and pains of hopeless people

and what I've learned from them is shouting.

I'm not a poet and not want to be known so;

But as the broken mirror of disasters and lost wishes

I’m the silent and injured shouting of human misfortunes

and as much as I can I should shout

to show the real face of the world to the world

and looking for friends to spread love and peace.

I'm not a leader nor a politician

I am the old wound of humanity,

and the injured emotions of all mothers

who are still mourning for their killed dear ones.

War is ugly but defense is Holy and Beautiful

and a cultural defense is the best.

I am a survivor of imposed wars

I hate War but if the enemies impose us another war

I’ll fight against them with all my heart, as the past

to be sacrificed for my nation and mother-land.

I’m not a poet but a broken mirror of wars

And shout my pains in dumbness language

And waiting for a remedy

And know, I, myself is the remedy

I should change and enlighten this dark world

As much as a renascent firefly can.

The root of peace

The root of life tree is love

Its trunk is peace

Welfare, security and calmness are its leaves and fruits.

A tree without trunk hasn't any leaf and fruit or shade

The enemies of humanity usually cut and fell the trunk

But the root may remain alive

and should be watered to grow up again

So, the root of peace, security and welfare is LOVE

Which should be planted in the heart of the world.

Insecurity is due to lack of Peace

And lack of peace is due to lack of love

If people love each other and try to spread peace,

they will gain security and calmness.

Think, you have everything

Health, wealth, fame, family, and good friends

But if you haven't security, you have nothing.

Our world has everything except peace and security

And has nothing.

God gives people everything

But security should be created by them

By planting love in societies and harvesting peace

Which is the trunk of security and welfare.

Security, calmness and certainty

are indications of paradise in our life

and this world is the farm of the next world

and one who has been in HELL at this world

will also be in fire after death.

you may have not faith in Judgment Day

but you have faith in love, peace, security and welfare

everyone needs these heavenly gifts in this world

So, in this field they are our well-wisher friends.

Global peace might be regarded as the most impossible desire

But this is our simplest and attainable hope.

nothing on the earth is more beautiful than peace

and this is our heavenly wealth

which we like to give to the world

if they want to taste the rapture of peace beauties.

all human beings love peace

so all of us are of the same mind and idea

but liking peace is not enough

we should try and pray for establishing peace

and improve and protect it.

and everybody who does so

is our coreligionist.

Missing Link

We were each other in our childhood

and nothing could separate us

Even borders, walls and barbed wires

But the warlords stole our sincere love

And sold their warfare products to us

And we began to kill each other.

now, nothing can join us

except that stolen and missing love

which is the God-sent-key for paradise of union,

and the missing link of fortune.

Let's make our holy sincere nests

In our twisted arms and united chests.

we are alike

We are really the same

We are each other

Even behind borders, walls and barbed wires

But still according to death traders:

we are (enemies of) each other.

let's return to our childhood love-land

and change our minds to change the world’s fate

and enjoy ourselves in such a heavenly state.

let's let love start us anew

and reborn us at the mind of our childhood shiny orchards.

Peace thunders

We were chained lions and caged eagles

Under the persecution of tyrants.

We battled bravely for freedom and peace

Some of us were injured, arrested or killed

And some never returned to their homes.

But finally we defeated two brutal and blood thirsty dictators

And obtained our bloody victory,

not cheap and easy but as valued as our lives.

Peace is a natural reward of our resistance

That The Almighty God gave us.

Because of resistance and peace

Now we are at the peak of our power,

And protect our costly peace to the last drop of our blood

But we like to share our expensive peace

with other nations, not by force, but with love.

The enemies of humanity have imposed us wars

but we have imposed peace to them

They try to convince the people

that there isn't any enemy and enmity in this world

but people know that enemy and enmity

is the realest fact in our world.

peace is a two-sided flag

love and hate

loving peace and its friends

and hating its enemies.

The tyrants want to decrease the right-seeking-movements

but we want to increase Peace thunders

Because we enrich the divine love

and produce peace

and export it to the peace-seeker-heart of the world.

Avant-garde Scarecrows

Days, years and centuries

Are passing without any change

in the mind of Scarecrows

who cannot think of changing their world.

From when we opened our eyes just saw bloodshed

and became accustomed to death plays

If we don't hear the news of crimes, one day

We think something horrible happened to our Earth.

We are drowning in the stinking ocean of politics

until death comes

and take us to the land of forgetfulness.

Who can change the world?

In this horrible and insecure situation

by means of these simplest words and structures?

Even though we cannot change anything in the world

At least we can change our thoughts

And if all of us change ourselves

The world will be changed consequently.

All of the miseries of the world is due to lack of love

And if the people love each other their miseries will end soon,

That's the miracle of LOVE.

Our enemies declare that the world cannot be changed

And no one can save the world

And changing it, is sin

They implanted this destructive idea in the hemispheres minds To

change people into some Avant-garde Scarecrows and vertical

graves

with no thinking about prosperity,

And with no responsibility for the global pains,

But lastly we will change the world

Because we are The Superior of the Creatures

Not Scarecrows.

Bloodless Victory

I'll conquer the world

Without expense, troops and weapons

My army is so strong that will smash all the world's military

forces if they do hostility.

My armies will eliminate discrimination and injustice.

All of the armies of the world

Except aggressors, are under my celestial flag.

My holy and peace keeper armies are emancipators and

Protectors of peace

and the hearts of people around the world are in my camp.

All human beings like beauty

And the most beautiful thing in the world is peace

-the greatest gift of the God to humanity-

And my armies give the same gift to people,

So all of my armies are cooperators of the Creator

And people love them as they love The Almighty God.

The thirsty world is waiting

And counting the moments to hug me

I AM LOVE

The masterpiece of Creations

The Spirit of the Universe

The heritage of all the apostles

The main Reason for constructing the creation

The guarantor of prosperity and human happiness

And provider of security and lasting peace.

I will make borderless world, without continents

Black and white, rich and poor are alike

And the First and Third Worlds do not exist in my heavenly

Utopia

I'll make all people the lovers of God

In my authority all the creatures, particularly human beings

will experience the real taste of life

I hate war beginners and aggressors

And they hate me

I'm love

And will soon celebrate my bloodless Victory

Upon the graves of my martyred lovers.

Satanic Scenarios

It still rains hailstone in the orchard of moments

And we are wandering among daydreaming nightmares

Whose mouths are full of decayed crocodiles.

In this dark vortex of bewilderment

We grasp the stalks to rescue our remaining lives.

That is what we have done, through centuries

From sunrise to sunset, from dusk to dawn.

It still rains hails

On our emotion gardens

And the innocent blossoms are under volley of bullets,

while in the cozy backyard of UN

The warlords are dividing the world between themselves,

This is not the first attack nor the last one to our villages and

cottages,

And the scenario is continuing…

Universal Peace Camp

The appointed date was coming

and I had prepared everything beforehand.

The space was full of the sweet fragrance of relief

And the waiting ages were over.

The lovely signs of my beloved presence

Were melting the hearts of heavenly lovers,

And my lily emotion flowers were playing with stars

And I smelled the aroma of their thoughts,

And touch their enviable heartbeats.

The holy mosque of Jamkaran

was the Campsite of the weekly meeting of global peace lovers as

the representatives of all cities and nations

who talked to each other in their common mother tongues: The

forgotten dialect of tears and smiles.

Anyway, my fantastic bliss was face to face me;

But I didn't know how to behave and what to say.

What affecting word should I put in advance?

Which one of my complaint stories should be narrated?

How could I express my desires and requests?

What would I..? Which could I..? How did I..?

I was surrounded by wordless hopes and wishes.

So I closed my eyes to concentrate on my new fate.

meanwhile i heard the lovers’ whispers and prays:

….O’ God help the heir of the Apostles

remove miseries from the world

write the best fortunes for human beings

We are waiting for your promised Savior

To set up justice and peace tent in the world

Help him complete all right deeds

And remove wrong manners

O’ God make his mission fast

And make people happy

And by him give security and calmness to all nations

O’ God give us a blissful life by him

And Show us that enlighten dear one

who will perform your rules in the world….

Doubtlessly he was among his lovers,

And the population spirit

was reflecting his same prays and universal wishes

but I was selfishly involved with my personal desires.

The borders of reality and superstations had been mixed

And in this disordered ocean of illusion

I was full of emptiness

I was petrified and my stony brain was barren of decision.

I looked like an icy statue in a frozen territory

Meanwhile I felt a sincere warm healing stroke of sympathy

in my iceberg's heart and

trembled my heart

And melt my soul

And my tears flowed

And a lantern lit in me

I didn't know who hanged it to my ice-covered feeling tree?

Who implanted it in my drought parting centuries?

I had been sentenced to life

And in this manner I was lanterned(!) to love.

Oh fate, what did you do to my faith?

Selfishness was my mistake in the previous dates

The lantern was reviewing and correcting my errors

Specially from Tuesday evenings to Wednesday mornings

which was our new date.

How this new meeting time was appointed?

Perhaps none of the lovers knew

But their presence at this appointment

Was a sign of a general meeting and common wishes

Who knows? But the lantern of my heart

became brighter and more sensitive

At these mysterious nights.

Wasn't this night the sixth day of creation?

I wouldn't understand these scarlet concepts

But I learned a fact from the lantern's existence:

A real lover should be as a lantern,

silent, bright, and without any request.

A lover should have many words to hear

but no word to say.

All of the lovely words of a lantern can be

only a wordless greeting and nothing else.

My lantern is now waiting for my new Date and Fate

And by its enlightenment I know that

The Savior is like the sun behind clouds

And I should search his presence in his absence

Since, he is apparent in the rain of tears, thunder of weeping,

breeze of smiles and fountain of prays and worships,

he is visible when and where The God is present,

And if I want to be one of his truthful followers

I should fall in love with existence,

As all of his lovers.

Invitation

You are not a foreigner tourist; you are our familiar relative.

You are not a stranger guest; you are our coexistent friend.

You are not an unknown traveler;

we are fellow travelers and fellow believers.

We are travelers of the same road to truth and eternity.

You are not an outsider passer-by;

you are our compatriot in the borderless land of peace and love.

We have been ancient companion of the same history and

civilization.

We are cognate words of the same divinely book.

We live in the same earth, nature, world and UNIVERSE.

I love the universe and all of its particles and its CREATOR.

Our evergreen Heart is full of your Creator’s love.

We are universally coexist relatives and everlasting friends.

You are not a foreigner, nor a stranger or an unknown traveler;

I invite you to our Seven Cities of Love,

and receive you with our ancient and universal peace and

fondness.

we're waiting for you

you're welcome…

Money- worshippers

Money, not only has occupied the place of humanity

But also the place of God in this world.

Not only governments,

But most of the people are also money- worshippers

And all of their social relations are based on money

In Addition to making wars, some governments

Also create terrorists and gangsters.

The weapon maker factories

are scenario-writers and stage directors of all killing scenes.

Death traders bring all criminals into being

to spread insecurity, disorder and violence in societies

only in a such space of horror and terror

the weapon mafia can continue its demonic and dirty life

and we should change the space to love and peace

to boycott the mafia trades.

Seeds and Fruits

Love is the seed of family

Family is seed of society

Society is seed of the world

And the human beings are the fruits of these seeds.

Mankind is a heavenly social being

and needs laws, leaders and governments

most of which are chosen by people

And they should act as the servants of people

But the state is upside-down

After climbing up the ladder of votes

they become masters of people.

All people like to have power

Some of them see the power in weapons

some in wisdom and some in both

As a matter of fact each person and nation

Should be powerful to fight against aggressors

But the real power is wisdom

By which one distinguishes his enemies and friends

To prevent wars and protect peace.

All of the nations and religions are brothers

and do not like to kill each other

But the weapon-makers whose theory is

“Divide and rule”

Always put the flames of disunion and division

Between the nations and rule over them.

They are always behind all these propaganda tricks

And play a two-way role and rule:

creating hot and cold wars

Cold War in the mass media

by destructing "family" and killing "real love" in societies

and the hot one by creating wars and clashes.

After launching the civil and foreign wars.

They sell their weapons to both sides

and fulfill their wishes and goals.

they kill the seeds of existence for their benefits.

And people are always victims and slaves of The Media Empires .

Vote or veto?!

Let's vote

God has given us the right to choose our own destiny

And it's our right to vote or veto.

War or Peace?

I vote on war against the enemies of peace

And veto peace against the friends of war.

And all universal free thinkers are our co-voters

With help of whom we will rebuild the United Nations laws

And revive our human rights.

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Arbaeen [13] Referendum

Clouds of flags on their shoulders

The volcanoes are walking steadily

And Euphrates flowing in their eyes.

The sky is full of mourns

And from time to time breaks into bursts.

With no expectation of reward or income

Through hills, deserts, villages and cities

20 million lovers, men and women, old and young pilgrims

even barefoot, in cold and rainy roads

are heading to love center of existence

To attend the yearly ceremony of Master of Martyrs.

They are completely armless and fearless

And willingly passing through this sacred path

Despite of having been threatened with bomb attackers

And every moment a bomb may explode in their crowds.

These self-created streams of pure feelings

don't fit in the mind of the world

and not be accorded with any formula and criteria.

They are travelling to Karbala

only for the sake of Love and Peace.

This worldwide attendance and presence is

The largest gathering of peace lovers in the world ever recorded

The greatest meeting on anti-war, anti-terrorism and anti-violence

The most popular meeting of human lovers and peace helpers

They are the messenger of peace to all people and organizations

But the blind imperialistic mass media

censures these incredible global peace-seeking springs.

this heavenly presence is an international referendum

to vote to Love, peace, security and global unity

They vote against the war and war-makers and terrorists.

This epic presence vetoes the vote of the Media Empire

and bypass the Global Domination System.

This yearly lovingly and peaceful global gathering is held

To remind the Martyrdom of Imam Hussein (AS)

Our killed dear Imam, the blood of The God

And the spirit of our divine love and peace.

They are real waiters of The Savior of humanity

and trying to provide the base for peace and justice on Earth

Without the help of governments and international organizations.

This peaceful flood becomes greater and stronger every year

And many hearts fly with them to Love-land of peace.

not just in these forty days

But during all our lives we live with his love.

Some may ask:

Why mourning after 1,400 years?

The response is shiny:

-Because history is always repeating

This is our epical presence

With no war and bloodshed

Without destruction and violence

Without investment of global organizations.

Doubtlessly, all free thinkers of the world

may interpret and analyze this extraordinary event correctly:

Love is the final winner of all conflicts

And Peace is the fulfilled Promised wish of humanity

And the sun of truth and virtues is rising…

And we're waiting to see The Sun of Truth .

Heroes never die

House is on Fire

And the flames go to sky

The sound of crying and moaning

can be heard from inside

People stand around

And no one can enter in

A mother and her two children are surrounded by fire

And the people around are praying for them

And no one can help them, meanwhile

The Fire Fighters arrive

Two heroes go into the fire waves

Mother and two children are saved with difficulty

But at the last moment the house is ruined

And one of the fire fighters remains under ruins

Other heroes go to help him

But the hero has martyred.

War is like this event

The enemy burned our homeland

And people were surrounded by fire

The soldiers went to help them

And saved people and the country

But some soldiers were killed

And burned in the flames of war

And even their ashes never returned to their families.

They are always alive

And never be forgotten

They are heroes of our motherland

And our heroes never die.

The martyrs are alive forever

they belong to all people

And all people love them.

The new generation of kids

The kids are future-makers,

They are garden of virtues

and the polished mirrors of God's beauties

but when they grow old forget their responsibilities

they leave their holy wishes in their previous paradise

and come to adult zone with no plan of future making

and deliver their childhood missions to their children.

In adulthood they may be the enemies of each other

and kill their friends and brothers

even, they may become the enemies of existence

or will be changed into, slaves, gladiators, terrorists and gangsters

so, the task of future making will be postponed to next futures

and subsequently wars are continuing

and the world is always in fire

and fire is always in the world.

Parents don't want their children be killed

But they unwisely buy them toy guns

And indirectly teach them violence

And prepare them for future wars

To kill and be killed.

But I know a new generation of kids

who forbid the use of war toys

and by help of their parents and teachers

have peace group in their classes

and organize peace associations in their villages and cities

and weekly send peace improving letters

to global and national leaders

And have decided to run their peaceful dreams in adulthood.

Children should be powerful

and distinguish their friends and enemies.

They should be armed with wisdom

And by means of their heavenly powers

Cultivate their motherlands

With the peace flowers.

Discovering

The very tiny galaxy of our union beings

whose lovely song is heard from all the things

only by love may be explored and discovered, a bit

a twinkling bit

as little as the whole universe, not more!

Tent

I've set up a small sky colored tent on the Earth

As large as all lovers hearts

There is enough space in my tent for all

And no one occupies the place of others

My tent is a base for World peace protectors

to unite all other lovers of the world

for promoting and spreading love and peace

Against all enemies of humanity.

I've raised the tent of my heavenly hopes

On the disappointed heart of the world And

hung in it my small lantern of love To

praise The Creator of all creatures. and to

help all peace-loving nations.

I set up my peace tent

And hung my lantern of heart at its ceiling

And now I know that

The lovers will come into it

And hang their heart near my lantern

it will be a worldwide tent with billions of love lanterns.

My tent is the same heart that burnt in Ashoora And

my heart is the same tent that burnt in karbala.

The pearl

When demons demonstrate their notions strongly

Why don’t we introduce our faith simply?

They changed the real function of

Religions, arts and literature

They want religions fight against each other,

And arts be involved with sensual pleasures,

And literature sings lullabies for napping people

Thus, the freedom has been exiled to desert of loneliness

And the humanity has fallen into oblivion;

In such an inversion mode

there is no time to be romantic or pedantic.

Let's introduce our faith clearly :

Loving God and his creatures is its essence,

The global unity is its spirit,

the universal peace is its root,

praying and trying to form a worldwide security is its aim,

and the best future for Human and Earth is its heavenly gift;

our belief is a heavenly pearl

But when a pearl is handled and overused carelessly

It may become dirty and broken,

And our idea is the same pearl.

Islam is peace and love

But may be abused by some wrongdoers

as all religions.

New Slaves

The slaves are subjects of ownership

And as the animals, they can be sold, bought or Slaughtered

Or may be given to friends as gifts

They only must live for the sake of their owners’ benefits.

And ought to be happy and take pleasure from their dark lives.

As their Lords want, they should wear, eat, drink and copulate

to produce new slaves.

Manufacturing Weapons of Mass Destruction

is the greatest international trade

and according to the new global discipline

people are the slaves of these death-traders.

who sell, buy or slaughter people as animals;

And we contrary to their requests

Should return to our aims of creation

And live in peace and love

To shut down their flourishing bloody international markets

And even to forbid the use of all their non-military goods

Especially war toys.

Orchard of prophets

As the honey bees

every second thousands of God's angles visit my temple of heart

to drink the nectar of peace

and make the honey of unity

Existence is the God's land

And God has sent many prophets to his lands

Each of us is also one of the God's cultivated lands

and the God has planted a prophet at our heart

so none of God's lands is without prophet

And our inner messenger is acquainted with those outer prophets

And both have the same aim, mission and interests.

When we are not in Godly mode

a prophet is caged inside our cell of Souls

Or is chained in our prison of freedom

As if, a paradise of unity would be exiled into our hell of

selfishness

But when we feel affection for the unity in humanity

Our inner prophet is inspirited by god

And the paradise wakes, breathes and captures our hell.

When we feel anxious about peace

Or Feel the beauties of the global united smiles

Or feel disgusted about people's miseries

Our inner prophet is inspired

and re-appointed by God

And our souls will be dominated by God's angels

So, at these timeless moments

we are the messengers of God

and we should try to change the world prophetically.

When we Godly think about the prosperity and fortune of others

our Land of life will become Coaxial with existence

and The Almighty God and all of his angels

are our specific Helpers and Directors.

In the mood of loving peace and hating war

Each of our hearts is one of the sunflowers of Eden

And the magnificent blossomed flowers of eternal paradise

grow tall in our timeless moments.

regardless of Nation, race and even religion

we can be the earthly manifestation of God

as the TREE of TuR[14]

because we are not less than a tree but more than that.

When we feel the God's everlasting art

We are his prophet, at least in our land of life

And should change our world.

In the most fertile lands of The Lord

Everything is ready.

And we are created to change the world

And our tomorrow should be better than today

And no one can help us except ourselves.

"When there is a will, there is a way"

So, pass through yourself

And defeat yourself

And win yourself

And Love all nations and religions

But If your home attacked by aggressors

Defend bravely Until the last drop of blood.

Rescue

The history of literature

has a friendliness feature.

The literature of history

Is an artificial creature

The history of literature

has been written by all lovers

the literature of history

has been the dictate of rulers.

The history of literature

is so grace and sincere

it is full of the nice words

such as "honey" and "my dear".

The literature of history

is filled with curse and terror

which was written dreadfully

by order of each Emperor.

The coming day is based on

the history of literature

The literature may rescue

the history as a teacher.

Mirror

Here and there, wandering

I’m looking for something

A tree? A bird? I don ’t know.

A polished mirror of love being.

Heal

Oh, darling let me confess

My ailment is lovesickness

Nothing can heal me, except

Your lovely charm and shyness

Spies

Your life-giving two black eyes

That chasing me as spies

are my missing keys of life

by which I fly to skies

Devotee

Let them be cordial with me

Let me sink in them freely

No need to kill me, darling

I have been “your eyes” devotee.

Alive death

The world is always inspired by God

And each of us is a unique alive death

Thus, he is the world

But the world isn’t he.

Couplets ( as Farsi Dobeyti )

Dobeyti is one the oldest form of Persian poetry which is flowing as

blood in the veins of Iranians. It's used by all classic and pop singers in

various musical divisions, and also in all social and religious

ceremonies. This simple and sincere form of Iranian poetry involves

the tragic and joyful memories of lovers and beloveds, wisdom,

philosophy and mysticism. Usually the fourth line of Dobeyti (which is

the last line) is more attractive than the three previous ones. Baba

Taher Oryan is the most distinguished Iranian poets in this field.

The following verses are my experiences in composing dobeyti in

English and I know because of many differences in both Farsi and

English, these are neither as well as Farsi dobeyties nor the English

verses, especially regarding the English pronunciation which confines

the rhythm.

These English dobeyties have been more interesting and amusing for

students of English and those who live abroad. Dobeyti should be read

as its Farsi equivalent, ignoring the rules of English pronunciation and

metric regulations.

There are two oldest popular forms in Farsi literature which consist of

only four lines. They are more similar but have some differences in

rhythm and meter. The first one is dobeyti (the works of Baba Taher)

and the second one is Robaaee (the works of Khayam).

Each dobeyti and robaae consists of four identical lines. In other

words, they have two lines, each one has two other half lines. They are

not similar to English couplet. Because a couplet consists of two lines

and the total lines may be more than four. But a dobeyti or a robaae is

not more nor less than four lines, and a complete meaning about an

event or emotional experiences should be put in these four lines. Each

line in Dobeyti consists of 11 short and long syllables but Robaaee has

more syllables and is a little complicated.

ART

havoc is your eternal architecture

chaos , of your discipline , is a picture

a bit of your heavenly art , O LOV E

frankly , is the cosmos structure

11 June, 2006

frames of love

the existence aim is love, nothing else

the death and life name is love, nothing else

the being is a lovingly film , by God

essence of each frame is love, nothing else

oath

from your land, my love-bird , emigrate

as if you are glad and will celebrate

never I lose my oath and loyalty

even you increase your anger and hate

paradox

Lovers always have been distressful

all of the hard-hearted are blissful

in spite of sorrow and afflictions

love is so surprising and peaceful

Saturday, 10 June, 2006

arrival

Fragrance of affection fill the garden

News of your arrival heal the garden

Dear, if you delay, as past, at last

The pain of loneliness will kill the garden.

Pilgrim

The night is an image of your black eyes

One of your signs of face is the sunrise

The world is pilgrim of love’s shrine

Lover of my beloved, so, never dies.

rainfall

Autumn had rushed into my green heart

Sorrow, painted gray, my garden of art

The rainfall of tears, God may bless it,

assisted my blossom how to start.

lantern

Flames of your lovingly eyes will burn

all of the interested hearts, in turn.

Seven billions sunken suns at last

Suddenly, be switched on by a lantern.

June /2005

TENT

English Poems and Free Verses

By : Mohammad Hossein Sadeghi

Birth : 14/5/ 1960

Iranian poet and writer

B.A. in Teaching English

Graduated from Shiraz Univercity

Iran , Fars province, Zarghan city

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[1] - There isn't such a goddess in mythology; I used it to refer to a global need.

[2] - zen is a kind of meditation in Buddhism, but here is only a symbolic term for all

kinds of intuition

[3] - A famous quotation from Islamic mysticism.

[4] -[Quran -Al-Baqarah- 187] …They are clothing for you and you are clothing for

them…

[5]- [Quran -Ar-rum- 21] And of His signs is that He created for you from

yourselves mates that you may find tranquility in them; and He placed between

you affection and mercy. Indeed in that are signs for a people who give thought.

[Sahih International translation]

[6] - [Quran -An-nisa34] Men are in charge of women by [right of] what Allah has

given one over the other and what they spend [for maintenance] from their

wealth. So righteous women are devoutly obedient, guarding in [the husband's] absence what Allah would have them guard… [Sahih International translation]

[7] -Gabriel is the most powerful angle of The God, and Gabriel

feather is an idiom in Persian that points to shortage, insufficiency, scarceness and unavailability

[9] -The highest mountain peak and volcano in Japan.

[10] -The nuclear attacks on the Japanese cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki in

August 1945during the final stage of World War II, by USA, which killed at least

129,000 people.

[11] - Iran Air Flight 655 from Tehran to Dubai was shot down by USS Vincennes

On 3 July 1988 which led to the loss of life of 290 innocent people from six

nations including 66 children. There were 38 non-Iranians aboard. Certainly, the

downing of flight 655 has been the deadliest tragedy in aviation history, but

comparing to Hiroshima and nagazaki nuclear bombardment; it is the smallest

crime of USA cruel rulers against humanity and existence.

[12] - Birthday of UN.

[13] - The Arbaeen Pilgrimage is the largest religious gathering that is held every year

at the end of the 40-day mourning period following Ashura, the religious ritual for

the commemoration of the Prophet Mohammad's grandson Hossein ibn Ali's

Martyrdom in 680C.E.

Arba'een marks a "pivotal event in history" in which the pilgrims make their journey

to Karbala on foot, where Husayn ibn Ali, the third Imam of Shia, and his army were

killed and beheaded by the army of Yazid.

Some of the pilgrims make their journey from cities as far as Basra, about 500 km

away by road. (source: Wikipedia)

[14] - Now when Moses had fulfilled the term, and was travelling with his family, he

perceived a fire in the direction of Mount Tur. He said to his family: "Tarry ye; I

perceive a fire; I hope to bring you from there some information, or a burning

firebrand, that ye may warm yourselves."

But when he came to the (fire), a voice was heard from the right bank of the

valley, from a tree in hallowed ground: "O Moses! Verily I am Allah, the Lord of

the Worlds....

Quran: Sura AL-QASAS (THE STORIES) verses: 29 and 30

Translated by: parsquran site,Yusufali.

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