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hajm-e-sabz (green space)
Poem name : FRIEND Grand was she Grand was sheAnd native of today She was related to all the open vistas And how well she understood the tone of water and earth Her voice Sounded like the scattered melancholy of reality and her eyelids Pointed out to us The direction of the pulse of elements And her hands Leafed through The clear air of benevolence And caused kindness To migrate towards us She resembled her own solitary self And she interpreted for her mirror The most affectionate curve of her time And like rain she was full of freshness of repetition And like the style of trees She spread out into healthiness of light She always called to the wind’s infancy And she always tied the conversation To the hasp in water One night She performed for us Love’ green prostration so candidly That we rubbed the sympathy of earth’s surface And became refreshed like the accent of a pail of water And often we saw With how a large basket She would set forth to pick grapes of tidings But alas She wouldn’t sit in front of the ablution of pigeons And she went to the bring of naught And lay down beyond the patience of lights And she didn’t think at all How lonely we were To eat apples Amid disturbed enunciation of doors Amid disturbed enunciation of doors |  |
