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Head or Tail
26-Oct-2007
Have no fear,
even though the center
of your psyche is far
from cupid's loving stare,
even though the finger
of the news points at you,
for nothing in particular,
personally, every day.
As you reluctantly carry
the weight of your birth
like a serpent on your neck
while it should be a joyous affair.
I welcome you now
to the select club of
germans, communists,
jews, religious or not.
You are beautiful in despair,
As Rumi would surely say.
jam07
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by Orang Gholikhani on Sun Oct 28, 2007 04:20 AM PDTThanks to be as you are.
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A Cup Of Wine For A Friend
by Manoucher Avaznia on Sat Oct 27, 2007 08:06 AM PDTThank you for sharing. Let's shine together.
O Friend Of Mine;
Have some of this wine
That I am pouring
After best refine.
This aged good wine
Comes from the vine
Grown in my heart:
A ruined gold mine.
There is a mission
With this clear wine:
It is to combine
Hearts of yours and mine.
Your thirst is a sign
Of your need to wine
To quench this thirst
You do need a Rhine.
It is resting there,
Between your fingers,
Looking in your face;
My barrel of wine.
Drink it to soul
Not your intestine
Once you are drunk
Together we shine.