Tag Archive | Poetry

Women of our times

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We read a pome written centuries ago

When the place of women was at home

When they had to do the bidding of men

When they did not receive much education

 

They did the domestic tasks and raised children

A noble thing to do

But in society they were not seen

And jobs outside the house for them was out of reach

 

Men ruled, made laws and conducted business

They even had time to write poetry

Women had to be pretty, pleasant and obedient

That was their role in society

 

Those days are behind us

Can’t go back there

Times have changed

Women’s expectations have changed

Educated women do what men do

To their homes they are not confined anymore

 

Do we have equality?

Not exactly

But we are on our way

Change happens slowly

 

July 29th, 2020

Yellow window panes

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The yellow window panes frame a picture

That reminds us of the grandeur of nature

The yellow window panes are the perfect frame

For the shades of yellow and orange in the sunset

We are moved by the harmony and beauty of what we see

 

The rich colours of the sunset above

The lush green landscape below

Separated by quiet and imposing mountains far off in the distance

Remind us of the beauty of what’s around us if we look out the right window

 

If we look out a window that shows the splendour of nature

And the colours and patterns that mesmerize us

Our heart is gladdened and we feel hopeful

If we look out a window that faces a wall

Obstacles are what we see

 

So let our mind’s eye turn toward that which is hopeful and inspiring

Of the many windows in our home, let’s spend some time

Looking at what cheers and encourages us

And helps us see what is possible

 

July 28th, 2020

 

photo credit:  Yasaman Jahanshahi

Not just sadness

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It’s suffering, not just sadness

It’s like a suffocating weight on your chest

That you can’t lift no matter how hard you try

Others think it’s possible and that you’re not trying hard enough

There is no way you can explain to them how it feels

And that you’re trying your hardest

 

It’s suffering not just sadness

Sadness passes

Depression does not

It’s a guest that arrives

And refuses to leave

 

It’s suffering, not just sadness

The kind of suffering that makes you wonder

What it the point of being alive

It pushes you to the edge of the cliff

And you have to prevent the fall

 

It’s suffering, just not sadness

It’s hopelessness

You know this is not how you’re supposed to feel

It’s not normal

 

It’s suffering not just sadness

It’s not temporary

It lingers day after day

Tries your patience

Tests your beliefs

 

It’s suffering not just sadness

It’s a warm and humid room

With a small window

That you can’t open because it has rusted

 

The suffering ends eventually

Sadness leaves

Joy returns

And when it does 

You’ve learned not to take anything for granted in life 

 

July 26th, 2020

Journey within

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We can live life on the surface

Or we can go deeper within our consciousness

And discover the gems of mystery that exist in us

Gems that need to be polished to shine

Gems that won’t buy us material things

But will enrich our spiritual life

We need to go deeper

We need to see with our inner eye

Our reality, which is most glorious

A reality that has been fashioned

To love and serve and create and contemplate

And we need to see the oneness

That exists in the world of being

And the unity that is at the core of us

The vastness that is available to us

The heights to which our spirit can climb

If we journey deep within us

 

July 21st, 2020

Golden skies

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It’s a golden sunset

The sky is bathed in gold

The water is a shimmering gold

The clouds are ribbons of gold

Is this our earth?

Or another planet?

In this golden sunset there is serenity and beauty

There is a sense that all is well with the world

How can this beautiful place be riddled with anxiety and disease?

How can in this world, man not love his fellow man?

How can in this atmosphere, the environment be under assault?

In this magical place,  peace doesn’t seem so far out of reach

In this golden sunset all is well

All is right

The way it should be

 

July 20th, 2020

Grey skies

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The sky is grey

A low cloud cover makes one feel short of breath

The mood is somber and heavy

The time is in the past

When a tornado swept the land

And things were blown away and looted afterwards

When some men lost their place in society

And had to start all over again

A little dizzy from the fast pace of change and destruction

When the lives of youths were left in limbo

Making them wonder what to do

When boys became soldiers

And lives were lost in battle

When one’s political leaning

Could end one up in jail or worse

I wasn’t there during those times

But I’ve heard the stories now

And I wonder how I would have fared

Many of my friends stayed

And lived through the aftermath of the tsunami

There were injustices they witnessed

Some things seemed arbitrary at times

Those days were dark

Now, the sky is still grey

Sometime it’s hard to breathe

Sometimes it rains or it hails

Sometimes winds are strong and savage

And I wonder when there will be a little respite

 

July 10th, 2020

 

A poem about the 1979 revolution in Iran

Summer evenings

 

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Summer evenings

Sitting outside

Bug bites

The hum of the air conditioner

The swishing of the sprinkler

The green grass

 

Sitting in the gazebo

My feet up on the table

Trying to soak in the moment

 

We are always doing

Rushing from one activity to another

It’s good to sit quietly sometimes

And contemplate

Or write

 

These days won’t last

Before we know it, it will be fall

Let’s live intentionally

Slow down sometimes

And give thanks

 

July 5th, 2020

O Canada

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O Canada

My home after my homeland

O Canada

Where I spread my wings

O Canada

Our refuge during frightening times

O Canada

Freedom, your gift to us

When people ask me where I’m from

I always say Iran

That bond is secure

And will be for the years to come

But you became a safe haven for us

A place where we could live and thrive

 

O Canada

You are not perfect

No country is

You mistreated the natives of this land

You are warm hearted and welcoming

But issues of race and justice remain

O Canada

You need time to grow and become more mature

You’ll need all your inhabitants for this growth
O Canada

A beacon of hope in this world of ours

O Canada

Where many nationalities reside side by side

July 1st, 2020

Post traumatic growth

 

 

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As quarantine rules loosen

We are still left with the remnants

No shaking hands or hugs

No big gatherings where you can sing and talk

Travelling is much different than before

Shopping with masks on seems odd

 

But we are the masked people for now

Whether we like it or not

And keeping two meters away is what I’ll try to do

But it’s so cold and unfriendly too

 

the challenging part is that there’s no end in sight

We will have to live like this for months

Something I thought was temporary

Has become a way of life

 

No use to pine after the life that was

The only choice we have now is to adapt

And accept that this is what it is for now

 

These are extraordinary times

Ones for the history books

All I hope is that when it’s done

We’ll have experienced some post-traumatic growth

 

June 22nd, 2020

Covid

 

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Our world is being held hostage by a microscopic parasite

Our world, the one we didn’t take good care of

Our world, where we were busy running around

Our world, in which material things meant so much

 

Covid will be with us for a while

The lessons we need to learn take time 

We thought we had everything under control

We didn’t realize how fragile we are

 

June 26th, 2020