Poetry The answer For Laleh, or Ladan By Jam September 4, 2003 The Iranian I dreamed I was alone bathed in light in a straight hallway Not led like a dog, or pulled by my hair, not having to stay It opened to a park shadows and sun a polka dotted scene A quiet afternoon a sideway glance at a handsome peddler I dreamed my pace slow as falling snow aimless and serene Dear God, what would you want to make it real? Why crown this cockroach in chain? Oh the pain I feel.. And the answer came as always, the same "Come to me my darling" Jam 2003 >>> Arts & Literature forum * Send this page to your friends COMMENT For letters section To Jam * Advertising * Support iranian.com * FAQ * Reproduction * Write for Iranian.com * Editorial policy

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