Live the Life !

The eyes of wine

There is shining perfect moon;
but sun shall be rising soon.
On my floating knowledge nerd,
thy name is so lovely word.
soon thou see'st me within the sord,
which shall leave the illusion's ford.
Thy eyes of wine -as the shrine,
enlightened my vision, fine.
When thy mercies art with me,
waked up fortune there will be!
disunite made my heart torn,
when -separated- I was born.
By thou my lord, let me sit,
thou art sun and I'm a nit;
in chest of this nit, my sun,
so much blazing poetical pun.
divine love in me thou brought,
scintillated sparks of thought.
Living, not indeed my chore;
I would reach to saving shore;
if thou let me rise and shine,
dancing drunken of thy wine.
Spring 1998
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Kareem Bakhtyarfar

Blue skin

Midnight and,
drinking the last cup of tea
and the tea-pot that empty.
Thinking about my lord: "Thou":
-Love miracle shining now-
Crossing timeless with thy dream,
over the life's river stream.
Thinking of thy blue skin,
dressing with light of tangerine.
My wisdom's angles are curved;
to be in thy love deserved.
Beg thou let me touch thy feet;
Let the tear "thy fingers" meet.
my life is a fancy lie;
let me leave it, let me fly.
Spring 1998

Going on

Light crosses the sense of blue rose,
and by appearance of my eyes
much apparitions of life go
and by memories of light leaves
the wisdom of the greenness pale
I watch intelligent stars
through the pellucid light rainbows.
inmost word,
invites me to be silent!
so there is time of closing gates of sense,
and going on…
autumn 1998
Copyright ©2005 Kareem - Bakhtyarfar

Hug!

The garden of reflection green
back of the rampant of consciousness: "the glare;
festoon gate to resplendence;
Wing and wing,
tramping on twilight of garden's mind
tending nearby fairness,
imbibing your agleam hug.

May 2005
Copyright ©2008 Kareem - Bakhtyarfar