Wild rose

She is the wild rose of heaven
with bit of hell fire
&
I am the gale of her journey to both
-sorosh
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Path of your scent

Make path of your scent
I could travel to you
&
to ignore other millions of aroma
on the way
-sorosh
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Come home

Pomegranates are ripen and got clefts
Roses got dew drops and fragrance
Dead trees got blossoms and buds
Come home
Again we have rain and thunder in hopeless sky
Again we have art of love
Come home
-sorosh
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Make me butterfly

You might make me butterfly for the second meet,
if for the first meet
you have bestowed all these colors to my eyes
-sorosh
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Sarcastic love

You envelope me with deception
I develop you from deception
what a sarcastic difference
love your disloyalty
-sorosh
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What is love

Love is not pitter-patter of midnight torrent
nor patrichor at wee moments of dawn
nor yet the murmuring words of beloved eyes
Love can't feed a dead butterfly
nor it can heal the dead veins of lover's heart
not yet its evidence in doomsday for lover's heart pain
Love can't make the feather fly to the rainy sky
nor it can bring down it from rainy clouds
nor yet its the lie
nor the truth
-sorosh
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flame of heart

One must have mind of thoughtlessness
and heart of flamefulness
to regard the melted part of heart in form of blood
since then its wandering in my body in search of you
it wants to get out by suicidal approach to you
One must have been soaked by torrent
to regard the sun-shower
One must have been kindled for a long time
to behold the fire in his chest
& bring mind's thoughts into ashes
-sorosh
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For you

I am spending stardust to get sand

I am exchanging ocean pearls with river pebbles only

I am bestowing elixir and in return getting poison

Again why my heart is glad in plenty

I have come from gorges of heaven to your world of hopelessness

But again why my heart smiles
-sorosh
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Red Apple

You are the splendor of red apple
the aroma of pressed marigold
you are the patrichor of dawn torrent
the presence of you is art of a child
the way i praise you
I am impolite
-sorosh
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Hum of bee

You are the hum of a bee
the wee moments of universe creation
you are the rhythm of morning nightingale
the fame of butterfly
the art of my eyes
the changing colors of universe
the way i praise you
I am very impolite
-sorosh
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The lost rose 

You are the lost rose of gardener
The shy smile of pal
the loneliness of starry night
the sandalwood tree among the dusky forest
I am ignorant
the way i praise you
-sorosh
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Purity of sin

The purity of our sin is free from impurity of virtue
to extent of dark love
and shameful lust
even what i mean by this?
see how i am lost beautifully in your sinful love
-sorosh
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Careless child

You are the careless and oblivious child on a bike

I am those fallen books from his bag unto the ground

among the shameful autumn yellow leaves
-sorosh

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What do I mean

the flying phoenix
the running ogre
the invisible kindled flame in heart
and the undying love;
the barefooted moments on snow
the fake smile and lie hope in heart
sorry i can't elaborate 
even what do I mean
-sorosh
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Imprisoned birds

Take hands off of your eyes
&
tame your hair
otherwise the birds of my heart
will be imprisoned forever
-sorosh
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Your flowers & roots

I have fallen not only for your flowers

but 

also for your roots;

you will see by the time when autumn comes

I won't be confused
-sorosh

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Parakeet

I am the eagle 

I am free of limits of act

but again i will do act of parakeet for you
-sorosh

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Fall

When I was dark

gravity was foe

now i am white

gravity is pal

I fall for you by nature

the time when i come to your edges
-sorosh
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Moon dust

I looked to sky

it was starless 

then i found ground 

full of my pieces as moon-dust

but you never knew about
-sorosh

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Robot

Dumb and damaged robot 

under leaf-less tree in season-less earth

then there the story began 

when I saw you
-sorosh

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