TOMORROW

There is no rain anymore.
There is neither sun nor moon.

We don't know what the night would bring.
We don't know what the day would receive.

We forgot yesterday and the day before,
We forgot all names of our family and friends.

The time is here,
Turn your head.

Listen to the silence of crowded street
I am the ashes in your hand.
Look at the horizon,
You will know the life.

Shake my hand
Please.



Copyright ©2003 Manouchehr Abrontan

THE TIME

You are the thoughts,

I am the shadow.

You are the darkness,

I am the eyes.

You are the silence,

I am the tongue.

You are the breath,

I am the ears.

You are the patience,

I am the youth,

Who doesn’t know

the power of the night.

You are the time,

Endless.





Copyright © 2003 Manouchehr Abrontan

COLOR OF LOVE

COLOR OF LOVE

My fried said
I will be with you FOREVER
I asked, what is forever ?
My friend said
EVERLASTING
I said, when you are die
there is no eternal.
My friend said
ENDLESS
I asked, what is the color of endless ?
My friend said
WHITE
I said, it would become black.
My friend said
RED
I said, it would lose its color.
My friend said NOTHING
for years and years
only silence ad silence.

I said
I know now the pain of love
MY FRIEND !

Copyright ©2008 Manouchehr Abrontan

POEMS

من

من با قلبی کولی وار
پوستی زرد
اندیشه ای سیاه
زبانی قرمز.

غریبه ای هستم
بروی زمین
در میان شما، همه ی شما
غربیان افسرده
جنوبیهای رنگ پریده
شمالیهای کرولال
شرقیان مجنون

من خودم هستم
خودم
خودم
یک انسان


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POEMS

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