Go not to the temple to put flowers upon the feet of God,
‘I am an Afghan woman
It only makes sense to moan’
(Final stanza from a poem by Nadia Anjuman)
"Ummi" ("My Mother")
I long for my mother's bread,
And my mother's coffee,
And her touch.
It is so sad my dear comrades that
The darkness of human deceit
Has damaged the beauty of trust
I gathered stones for weeks
large, rounded, flat.
Picked up on walks,
deposited in the foyer
with shoes and coats,
each one was larger than
the last as my resolve
grew and grew.
large, rounded, flat.
Picked up on walks,
deposited in the foyer
with shoes and coats,
each one was larger than
the last as my resolve
grew and grew.
THE EXCUSE
Yes, you are that which the heart desires.
But,
alas!
It is a long time since that bloody pigeon,
the searcher of the lost enchanted tower, has flown.
Dedicated to Iranian-American poet Mahnaz Badihian
Say, how many wings of a dove
Has been broken in this voice?
Say, how many wings of a dove
Has been broken in this voice?
Low clouds
I would say about these low clouds
or about a smoke trail
Which, like a snake, abandons himself
to hot wind
In the evening of July.
Peace
by Bejan Baran
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Peace is the mother of civilization.
It is the eternal light-
under the dove's flying wings, carrying an olive branch.
Door, passage
To objective world
Door, passage to objective world
Symbol of confinement and liberation
Encloses freedom?
Retain confidentiality
I came back to you the Kabul 's girl
Translated by: Yalda Negah Baktash
I crumple the sea
And your look
" we are the country surrounded to dryness that …."
You come and go drunken
The weaknesses sense " verb " and "structure" that you are .