The anniversary of my fathers departure
Now...

It is endless
their aptitude of flaming to burst and blaze out...

Life is an interlude
between two deaths...

All the night
sea...

The consumer is consumed
as consumption consummates...

"Why is the fading flower so sad?"
-Asked the tearful child...

I don't believe in
any religion because...

Who is vandalizing this bench
in the garden of my thoughts, my heartfelt words...

O father where have your fever gone?
Where have your wisdom gone...

To others we do
things that blueprint everything...

To A. Shamloo::
It was somewhere...

Hi
I am a single father...