My flesh, blood and bones
belong only to myself...

The sunflower blooms
in me aren't as bloodthirsty...

Why must we always
put on an act in order...

That tree isn't lonely
because sun rays upon it...

Balance is to be
a feather in the heart of...

All her life searching
for real beauty seeing...

Don't let betrayals
steal your belief in entire...

Behind the curtains
of death distance and desire...

Loneliness is a
distance that could never be...

To: Ahmad Shamloo
I wonder...

Empty spaces are saturated by omnipresence
when mirrors recognise...

We're the very where
where now and here, then and there...