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Mehrnoush GhorbanAli
Poems
Iran
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Duel
Let’s duel:
There is no antagonist
Neither a gun touches a finger
The backs against each other
We’ll go forward
Up to ten
The face who turns first can...
By the way,
What must we fire at?
A bullet will end
This separation
and witness days who pass
Without you
Now that our fingers’ shadows superpose each other,
I Won’t draw in the sun shin’s horn – who always –
Any more
Let’s duel:
I Won’t give you back to the World.
That
The shadow who’s got out of breath Sees
I’m not beautiful today,
But I wish the eye
- Who is talking with the bookstore’s window -
had your face
when it turned.
If
what will be the destine of a marble
if it chooses for example
another way
and doesn’t care about
the rule of play?
I am passing white and black steps
hearing others’ mouths say:
King is checkmated by a Soldier
what will be the destine of a marble
of it puts its foot out of the line for example?
From the First
Slowness of a tortoise finally won
who didn’t want to dream
and the legs of a Crazy twisted
who was running continuously
to pour his days’ dust
Curse on the Contest who form the first wanted
To destroy the dream of running
in my eyes.
This is a Complete Siege
This is a complete siege
The days have lined up intricately
The pretexts – for arresting you – aren’t few
I’m being paraded
by these minutes which turn
their back on every union
The clock’s shouting, can you hear?
This tune’s exploded
because of the silence of mine
Timid Soldiers can not even run away!
It doesn’t depend on my order that a helicopter
Sits on the clock’s plate
And saves your arms form this crowd
24 hours are pulling us form behind
The programs which are running every ward
Timid Soldiers can not even run away!
This is a complete siege
I’m being paraded
by these minutes which turn
their back on every union
Is it a formal announcement for war?
I’ve come to save Some one
who doesn’t know what retreat is.
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