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Thursday, February 20, 2003

Thu, 20 Feb 2003 02:38:14 GMT

My nEw Weblog Is on :
http://tehran.blogdrive.com

Sunday, December 29, 2002

Sun, 29 Dec 2002 10:27:06 GMT

Goodbye

I'm going to leave here ,
but there are no eyes after me.
I decide to go to a way
there are no hands beside me
I will go but I would not have my memories
even not a photoghragh.
I got to go , there is no voice
not even a goodbye
I'll go some where
which there are some fresh air for me
and a glass of cold water
I'll go to the land which have
some messages from friends on its trees
I'll go lonely ,its hard and its beautiful
but I will go and I have to go,
to that holy lands that I would have a friend
who have such breath that would smell like flowers

Dariush Agah

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Thursday, November 07, 2002

Thu, 07 Nov 2002 13:00:56 GMT

Love passes

Love...Love...Love...Love...
It passes...
hey! Did you hear the songs of love?!
So why you did not pick a flower from her bag?
and It passes...
...
Love...Love...Love...Love...

Dariush Agah

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Thursday, November 07, 2002

Thu, 07 Nov 2002 04:31:21 GMT

Parvaz is one of best persian songs. this song is blong to the arian music group
there is some of their others songs

Wednesday, October 30, 2002

Wed, 30 Oct 2002 09:28:45 GMT

Thursday, August 08, 2002

Thu, 08 Aug 2002 07:43:39 GMT

I've got an email :
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The Poetic Press Award for August Goes To:
Emilie Autumn (Poet & Musician)
Poetry by Heather
Michael Ladanyi's Poetry Pages

Sunday, August 04, 2002

Sun, 04 Aug 2002 00:56:20 GMT

chaffy barrack

they stand like a candle in a chaffy barrack
they burn a fire into a wayless way
and they dont fear of fire.
because the brain of a candle is a gaslight.
and they dont know that:
if that barrack burns
It would drop the candlestick and liquate the candle

Dariush Agah

Friday, July 12, 2002

Fri, 12 Jul 2002 08:01:37 GMT

sunflower of love

By the light breeze of the dawn !
which dry the tears from the eyes of flower buds
and by the sky the safe place of the birds
that the earth got a child from marriage of water.
the child got his way into the light because of the manner of sun
and that was the story of Adam
and that why people are the sunflowers of love

Dariush Agah

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Thursday, June 13, 2002

Thu, 13 Jun 2002 02:22:34 GMT

the best there is

till the time is like this;
and the earth is unkind ;
the best there is
is to leave the worldly world ...

Dariush Agah

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Sunday, May 26, 2002

Sun, 26 May 2002 05:40:19 GMT

Did you see?

Do you see how the dogs
catch my poem which is a little girl?
they surround her and rend her
fight that little girl with swords , with guns
Do you see how they cut back the tongue of this child?
oh! they are those who could not have ever seen
further than their noise
Did you see?

Dariush Agah