by Azadeh Azad

Trusting my torn walls

I walk into a zero

Filled with hazy light.


Nothingness plays harp

Mirage ties her pretty shoes

Trick has his breakfast.


Pain’s absurdity

Licks at my latest logic

Like a soaring flame.


Truth is tormenting

I return to my bunker

Call it coward’s end.


©2010, Azadeh Azad 


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Farhad Zaltash


by Farhad Zaltash on

From the depth of that

Well, under the darkness

of that night, shall roll

dowm teardrops as real

as the truth of heart,

Just to give birth 

to another splendor

of this sunrise if not

That glorious smile.




Azadeh Azad

Thank you, pw

by Azadeh Azad on

I read your nihilistic poem and left a message.

Life is good :-),


persian westender

Beautiful; both poem and the painting

by persian westender on

Interestingly, I also wrote a poem which has something to do with nihilism!

Thank you for sharing. 


Azadeh Azad

Dear Ari

by Azadeh Azad on

My pleasure, and thank you. Please don't worry :-) My nihilistic streak comes with the belief that the only purpose in life is to live it ... fully.



Ari Siletz

Impactful, thank you.

by Ari Siletz on

The beautiful poem and painting narrating each other are transcendent. Although a little worrisome.

Azadeh Azad

Dear friends

by Azadeh Azad on

Thank you so much for your kind words.

Esther-e aziz , I appreciate your poetic response.




Thank you for your lovely poem :)

by Esther on

How can we call it
Coward's end, dear Azadeh?
You only connect.

Red Wine


by Red Wine on

Lovely ...

God bless you Dear Azadeh .

Farah Afshari

lovely poem Azadeh jan!

by Farah Afshari on

lovely poem Azadeh jan!

hadi khojinian

Hazy Light

by hadi khojinian on

Very good poem !!! cheers Azadeh Jan !!!