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Maryam Mottahedeh
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Pure Like Snow
A Poem by
Maryam Mottahedeh
Pure Like Snow When the light goes dim And vision grows grim When pain, misery and despair Mushroom like fungus And feed the thro..
Stranger in the Night
A Poem by
Maryam Mottahedeh
Stranger in the Night In colors of a patriot You ride your bike Like phoenix in the sky You steal the night The loud roar of your ..
No Bad Habits Here
A Poem by
Maryam Mottahedeh
No Bad Habits Here Something so deep to the bone of my psyche Burnt away a hole There is no more blood to bleed Just the remnant ring..
Withstanding the Elements
A Poem by
Maryam Mottahedeh
Withstanding the Elements The burden of mistaken ideas Weigh me heavy with fatigue In order to stand on my own feet I dream to recall..
It Is Up to US
A Poem by
Maryam Mottahedeh
It Is Up to US We have to do away with our synthetic ways The way of synthetic sugars Substitute for nature Synthetic fats and oils ..
Knowing We Are all One
A Poem by
Maryam Mottahedeh
Knowing We Are all One The fractals continuously merge back to wholeness Drawing to itself from the closer to the remote particles Clos..
Rite of Passage
A Poem by
Maryam Mottahedeh
Rite of Passage Immigrants wanting nothing to do with American Politics The dirty politics that privatized and polluted their land The ..
Palm Leaf
A Poem by
Maryam Mottahedeh
Palm Leaf The young palm leaf stands out reaching Higher than everyone Higher than all the rest Who slowly, bow down in humility to gr..
A Fable
A Poem by
Maryam Mottahedeh
A Fable Do you bark like a dog At the sight of a pretty woman Boasting in supposed cleverness about your possessions All the things y..
Will You?
A Poem by
Maryam Mottahedeh
Will You? Feeling so sensitive and raw Am I worth it I still wonder The pink petals of the rose Burning in the light of day tur..
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