My bracelets
Gold
Round
Shiny
My bracelets
My connection to Iran
My connection to my childhood
My constant companions
Jewelry I got from my mom
They let you know when I’m near
They jingle as I move
My kids have played with them
When they were young
They have stayed with me
Throughout the years
Through the good and the hard times
I buy other bracelets
Thinking I’ll wear them sometime
But my golden bracelets
Are the ones that are constantly
On my arms
January 11th, 2018
Guests
Guests from Shiraz
Guests from other cities in Iran
Guests from other cities of the world
Friends
Relatives
Friends of friends
Guests
What I remember of my childhood home
The well used large dining table
The big back yard
With the weeping willows
Where I roamed and daydreamed
Dancing with the willow trees
Guests for dinner
Guests who stayed
Bringing pieces of the world with them
Entertaining guests
Is what defined our home
January 10th, 2018
Broken mirrors
Broken dreams
What was once beautiful
And reflected light
Now, lies shattered on the ground
Did the person who break the mirrors
Not appreciate the artistry and hard work of the person
Who put them up?
Why did he find pleasure in destroying
What someone had built with care and love?
The shards of glass litter the ground
They can now cut with their jagged edges
And draw blood
Before, they reflected beauty and light
Now, they represent destruction and anger
And can do harm
This site of beauty destroyed
Holds the gaze of one who passes by
What happened here and why?
Amid this destruction
There are elements that survived
There are structures that stand tall
To testify to resilience
To defiance
To strength
To hope
And there are small pieces of mirror left
That continue to reflect the beauty that surrounds them
Nevertheless, seeing the shattered glass
Saddens the heart and
Makes one wonder
What part of human psyche
Craves this kind of destruction
May 22nd, 2016
A year in review
Of joy and of sorrow
Of cheerful meetings and sad partings
Of laughter and tears
Of excitement and fears
It’s been an eventful year again
Bonds of friendship have been strengthened
And because good friends mean so much to me
It has been an amazing and enriching year
December 31st 2017
When joy gives me wings to fly
When a kind voice warms my heart
When everything seems right with the world
When I feel blessed despite the trials
I feel grateful
Simply grateful
When a good friend reaches out to me
When what I write brings someone cheer
When people come together in a common cause
When the doors open on every side
I feel grateful
Simply grateful
When it seems my prayers have been heard
When I feel healthy and content
When I can write and contemplate
I feel grateful
Simply grateful
And that’s how I feel as I write these lines
With a heart full of joy and a big bright smile
I’m feeling grateful
Simply grateful
December 17th, 2017
Alone and lonely
In this icy landscape
Deep in thought
Contemplating the coming of winter
Wondering where my friends went
Only a few weeks ago
We were flying in the blue sky
Singing our songs
Without a care
And now
My surroundings feels like an icy grave
Where did my friends go?
Without them my world is so gray
Joy has disappeared
And the howling of the wind
Like sad music
Reminds me of other desolate times
Where did my friends go?
December 11th, 2017
Hold me tight
Protect me from all that’s around
Be my shield in the time of trials
Enhance my beauty
Strengthen me
So I can withstand the winds of time
Together we’ll be more fortified
Together we’ll represent unity
And solidarity
Till the end of time
November 24th, 2017
The colorful leaves of fall nestle against the grey stones for shelter
For warmth
They huddle and
Keep each other warm
Chit chatting among themselves
About their transition
The changes to come
showing off their beautiful costumes while they still can
November 14th 2017
Clad in their golden-orange gowns
They are at a most beautiful ball
Music playing
A gentle breeze moving their
Shimmering attire
And creating rustling sounds
They know the ball will end soon
And they will have to wait another year
Before they call return to this festivity
So they savour these last moments of bliss
As they sway to the mesmerising music
Nov. 4th, 2017
Sometimes, life seems unfair
Those who are honest
Don’t succeed
Those who lie brazenly
Get away with it
But do we ever consider the soul
Of the one who lies, cheats and climbs
Do we ever think of how they
Will be remembered
When they die?
Can they bring their power
And fortune with them?
I wonder if they’ve heard of Karma
The repercussions of our actions
Will be felt when we journey on
This world is an illusion
Reality awaits us
July 27, 2015
