1-The Kiss of rain
My word/ is a rain/ in kind
Pouring,/ moving,/ in your mind,
Full of love & full of song
Like a rainbow/ with smile
You are/ my wordless sky
Again, Again, I write 4 u
Again & Again, I love u
Again, on the/ sad days of / fall,
I walk on the / eyelids of / love,
With all drops / of the rain, I’m singing
With the falling / of the leaves, I’m dancing
The umbrella is closed,
The memory flows
The rain comes down upon my head
The memory moves in my bed
The kiss of rain is always fine
The bleeding heart / of pomegranate is mine
Forever, in the song of rain
Our love melody will remain

On the / shelf of / repeat
On the / windowsill of / habit.
On the / rhythm of / routine
Never lose, release, or forget / your life

Feel / the kiss of / rain
On the / eyelids of / love,
Feel / the kiss of / rain
On the/ sad days of / fall,
Feel / the kiss of / rain
On the / bleeding heart /
Of pomegranate

2- Evermore Green

The rose, / in my /hand,
Your shade, / in my /grand
Love, /at my /command,
You my/ pretty/ Brand


Sun is/ old, /wine is/ old, /never heart/gets cold
Time is/ gold, / love is/ gold, /thy light/is not sold

Always stay/ in my heart
Never release/ my Life
Swim in the/ pool of Time
Pretty fountain, / my love

Sun is/ old, /wine is/ old, /never heart/gets cold
Time is/ gold, / love is/ gold, /thy light/is not sold

Hope /blossoms /your mind
Globe /greens/ your heart
Scope /paints/ your eyes
Cope /With/ my/ fun

Sun is/ old, /wine is/ old, /never heart/gets cold
Time is/ gold, / love is/ gold, /thy light/is not sold

With you even/ in a Cell
Everything is/ too much Well
Break silence, / only Tell
You, /my/ glad Bell

Sun is/ old, /wine is/ old, /never heart/gets cold
Time is/ gold, / love is/ gold, /thy light/is not sold

Bring music to all minds
make a bed of your smiles
Liberator for our hearts
Wave of caress between arms

Sun is/ old, /wine is/ old, /never heart/gets cold
Time is/ gold, / love is/ gold, /thy light/is not sold

Erase all the walls at times
Remove curses from tongues
Dust of experience from eyes
Until you see otherwise

Sun is/ old, /wine is/ old, /never heart/gets cold
Time is/ gold, / love is/ gold, /thy light/is not sold

Don’t forget a fool’s day
Soon or latest in your way
Make a sun of /your delay,
Hey, hey, hey


Without/ your sight,/ the world/ is dark,/ there is/ not light
Without/ your sight,/ the world/ is dark,/ there is /not light

3-The Incidence of Love


Yea! Come on, /Dearest one,
Start Rhythm………………………


Stairs/ in front of/ the building,
Door /with lantern /in hand,
And the lavish /breeze,
Still my eyes/ gaze/ to the /lanes
Vocal music………………………

The lane 's / calling your steps
Your eye 's not / the darkness's ornament
Clean / your eyes, ...../ Wear / your shoes..... & come…… /

Come until / the night’s scent/ absorbs/ the mass of your limbs.
Until the moon’s nightly/ finger warns.
Till the time/ sits on your side.
Be / the lover/ this time!
There is, oneness,/ There is/ kindness / there is/ openness,
My eye’s / your home
Vocal music………………………

You, the/ flower of/ light.
I need you, /all of / night
With / a lovely/ flight
Silent rest / is alright (right, right, right)

With /….. your harp,….. / Touch /….. my heart! .....
With your arm, / Open my Charm,

Like a door/ to the bed of / a thousand memories, /smiling.
And the scent /of a thousand memories, /beaming.
Gaily, bedight/ my night
Under dream /of the light /of delight! (light, light, light)

With /…..your wine, ..... /change/….. my mind
With your art, / Warm my heart,

Flow/ like the breeze/ in my/ blank line.
Melt/ in my hands/ the lightly/ mass of love
Come, Come, / Till, my eyes/ become pretty.
Come & Come, / Till, my heart /writes poetry
Come, Come, / Till, my eyes/ become pretty.
Come & Come, / Till, my heart /writes poetry
Come, Come, / Till, my eyes/ become pretty.
Come & Come, / Till, my heart /writes poetry
In my robe of loneliness, I was nude & bare like a silent pause between tender words,
I found you and my might, my words, my mass, my thoughts all turned into poem.
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4- Thin Butterfly of night


Weight, my moonshine
Crack, my loneliness
Scatter, my sense
O My Butterfly( (

Fly, in my heart
Fly, in my soul
Fly pure, and free …
O My Butterfly

Flow with My thought
Breathe with my word
Overfilled with me
O My Butterfly

Gaze, on me, the best
With a, fierce, unrest
I’m your, fire, on test
O My, Butterfly

Words became wings
Wings became being
Being became hope
O My Butterfly

Over walls of sleep,
Echo under my feet
Join the party, indeed
O My Butterfly

Bear, my Wink
Bloom, my gaze
Paint, my love
O My Butterfly

Hear, my word
See, my change
Sense, the wind
O My Butterfly


through the soul of my words. I see differently
With the jump of memories over my feelings at night
Sky is stuffed with the spots of my butterfly of sight
The stars, my flowers
Your hair, your lip, your heart, all my butterfly
Delicate, light, tender,
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5- The pulse of route! (Techno, fast)

With the sway / of your tread
I feel the pulse /of route
My vessel /is the most/ forsaken route
Take the pulse/ of roote
Take the most direct route
Passage……………….
The routes/ won’t/ go /to sleep
In the memory of /your steps
In the bed of/ habit/
Don’t sleep, don’t forget
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Steal my love, and divide life, by my meeting
Laughter and freedom, escort me, for thy dating
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The plumes/ sing,/ not bird
In the pillow of /my bed
In the heart of /the night
Don’t rest, don’t nest
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Steal my love, and divide life, by my meeting
Laughter and freedom, escort me, for thy dating
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The Dudes / don’t / want / to sneer
With the cords of my soul
With the harp of love
I pray, I play
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Steal my love, and divide life, by my meeting
Laughter and freedom, escort me, for thy dating
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The rooms/ don’t/ try/ to speak
In the silence of/ desire
On the face of/ the lifer
See lover, See f lower
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Steal my love, and divide life, by my meeting
Laughter and freedom, escort me, for thy dating
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My Words are standing/ on every cross;/ maybe waiting /for you to come
Come to visit me /and lighten/ the load of my solitude
Come to visit me /and lighten up/ my night with your eyes
Let’s invite the sky to sit in the blank space between our words,
Let’s fly together through the alleyway of loneliness
Otherwise the continuation of the route of nostalgia will carry me away








6--Sweet captain

Hands of waves, Combs of dates
Turned into, meeting point

In blue lifestyle, be certain
I'm wandering, with no captain
everywhere is, Silent & blue
my feeling is, a waiting clue
in the endless, ocean of world
my soul forgets, about my lord
With the nautical twilight’s die
seeks a captain, full of love
spends my time, look in' around
Leaning on darling, that can't be found
My heart:
A cold stove, full of ashes,
My veins:
like the frozen brooks
My body:
Works like a, worn-out engine
Roves, like a white, rock of ice
And My brain:
like the old, computer machine
Tries to load, my memories
Hands of waves, Combs of dates
Turned into, meeting point
Life in Water, is n 't my choice
My restless mind, has no poise
I 'm not a ship, not a spy
get caught, between earth & sky
Life lifts me up, as high as love
The Best my choice is, fall in love
On the wave of love, by eject
My heart leaps on, Your eyes' direct
I have one earth, & two skies
Your eyes are, my sea & sky
Comely, 'T is not matter, where I 'm
The sky & sea, are always mine
Your eye’s ready for my dive
And you standing for my find
Hands of waves, Combs of dates
Turned into, meeting point
The branch of light, between your lips
The Crevice of jet, on your hip
on your eye, everything is red
for you Earth is, a merry bed
In the brittle hand of minutes
Like an orange branch I grow silent
On the sweet smelling minutes
My heart:
A stove full of red fire
My veins:
Full of flowing hot blood
My body:
Works like a new-made engine
And My brain:
Captures the world like a Search engine
From rock of ice, to sky of eyes
From rock of ice, to sky of eyes
Rock of ice, to sky of eyes
Rock of ice, to sky of eyes
My word’s born from your gaze.
Only love leads my gaze
My word's not a web of lies
Hallowed is your play of eyes
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7-Mushrooms of Depression

Who deprive us…. from relief ….. for lifelong?
A moment of thinking ….equals to praying….. for lifelong!
We’re rushing to destroy………. the party of life
Unfortunately the machine life………. spoiled our life
Please be honest…….. to confess……. that we caused our life ……….turned into machine Fashion……… due to more comfortable ……..taste……, it ‘s impossible……….. to make….. a Machine to…….. Overtake…. the boundary of….. time and place……. in order to reach…… a Cozy corner full of trees of pines and play with pine cones surround our House, while music record plates playback sounds of crow,
Who deprive us…. from relief ….. for lifelong?
A moment of thinking ….equals to praying….. for lifelong!
We’re rushing to destroy………. the party of life
Unfortunately the machine life………. spoiled our life
it is pity to occupy the sky with airplanes instead of birds and sky scrapers replace The trees full of songs of birds, nowadays the planes landed on the towers And inside the towers.
Oh, the incidence of sept. 11 is dominant of machine life, regretfully if
We protected the Environment we would approached to falls instead of
Church and sat in the library to read books instead of canonical books, as
A result we laid down under the elm stillness to gaze the leaves of elms,
Who deprive us…. from relief ….. for lifelong?
A moment of thinking ….equals to praying….. for lifelong!
We’re rushing to destroy………. the party of life
Unfortunately the machine life………. spoiled our life
We urge to stay inside the Tower. So with the song of lovebirds that we have imprisoned cheer up the heart of our loneliness.
It is obvious, soon someone as a hero shall Appear, save and wake us to graft eyes to the sun; hearts to love, shadows to water and branches to the wind
Yes, we shall wash away the dust of experience from our eyes and go to an island full of tranquility and Waves at the seaside with a lot of green trees, where the crows song again around us.
I have torn speech like a tattered robe and let words go
You, who are still dressed in your robe, take off the robe of solitude
We must fall in love
Otherwise the whisper of surprise between two words
Will be wasted.
Towers never touch /each other……
But man touches /another…….
Towers never touch /each other……
But man touches /another…….
Towers never touch /each other……
Each man touches another's life
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