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| Hooman Shahkar |
THE ENIGMA (c) 2002 Hooman Shahkar Worm said God is apple. Canary said God is the hand full of seeds. Goldfish called God the water in aquarium. Lion said God is jungle. Human was quiet with eyes wet. WHAT WE HAVE (c) 2002 Hooman Shahkar If there is no rain my tears are. If there is no dawn the beauty of dusk is. And if we can’t wash moments we can wash the hands of mind in the river of time. If there is no spring there is autumn with colorful leaves. CROWS (c) 2002 Hooman Shahkar Crows are alike. They sew light to darkness. Crows are plaguy. They blacken the horizon but crows don’t know that the life will go on with them or without. |
LOVE (c)2002 Hooman Shahkar You light the fire. The fire evaporates my heart. The cloud rains. The rain mixes with my blood goes to my eyes falls on soil. Soil gives it to sun. Sun puts it in clouds. My lips taste the rain. The rain travels through my veins to my heart putting off the fire for a while. THE WINGS (c)2002 Hooman Shahkar When silkworm must die a pair of wings is given to her. She flies toward a flame and burns. |
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