Innocence’s Peace

Lets hug each other, dew’s perception

Caress inhalation of heart’s infatuation

Love triggers soul’s wings

Pollinate coquetry’s glance, awakening’s bees

Rhyme of grace; mirage or true?

Behind curtain may resides talisman’s clue

Kiss of breeze or fantasy’s lips?

Which one exhaled you, innocence’s peace?

Heart’s Tear

Dew romances with petal’s innocence

Breeze, enchanted by scent’s grace

Newborns dancing with rebirth’s charm

My glance, infatuated by dream’s rhyme

Nowruz, in Iranian culture

Coincides with beauty’s soul, laid bare

Lets sip coquetry’s hug

Fantasy has narrated lightness’s song

Be my bed, silhouette of decency

Your kisses have ignited sense of intimacy

Pure love is your dove’s souvenir

Whisper of heart’s tear, clear and sincere.

Beauty’s Enchanting Soul

Beauty or decency’s innocence?

Lets inhale charm’s flowing essence

Heart, embraced by coquetry’s kiss

Lips of magic steal soul’s peace

I wanna fly through hues’ flirtation

Maybe love’s dream make an exception

Breeze has lost consciousness

Since moment’s hug exhaled grace’s breath.

Charm of Perception

Here; charm of soul beckons to heart
A shine of love holds perception tight
There is romance between beauty and silence
Magical essence exhales presence
Dream has lost consciousness
When contemplating whispers’ breath
I love you, dear soul of wing
Beyond clouds, resides lightness’s ring
Send me hugs of harmony’s emergence
You, caress of awakening’s existence.

Spring’s kiss

Spring kisses soul’s paces

Harmony of hue, mistress of heart’s gaze

Subconscious enchanted by charm’s rays

Beauty knows no frustration haze

You awaited here; dawns and days

Awakening emerges with rebirth’s whispers

Within leaves, occurs reunion tears

Breeze, pregnant with blooming’s seeds.

Showers Of Soul

Showers of soul kiss eye’s essence

Some whispers awakened wings of pace

A caress over my heart’s resonance

Maybe it is the time for romancing with glance

Whose is this lightness’s residence?

I wanna be there; may for exhaling flow’s presence

Go for fireflies to illuminating freshness’s grace

Breath of Mother Earth is entering domain of emergence

Float me in meadow of awakening’s fragrance

The glimpse of life is due to being given birth.

New Year’s First Day

I spent the New Year’s first day with a dear

Whose presence was kind and sincere

I inhaled spirits intimate and clear

All i received was purity’s whisper

Being with a soul exhaling caress’s tear

The honey of warmth was sipped by hospitality’s flare

You know; the sweetest pastry i have ever eaten was glistening and bare

Cups of tea and baklava; and an intimate soul making grief due to blur.

True Meaning Of Beauty

What is true meaning of beauty?

I say “when lips whisper presence of purity”

“Eyelids invite you to feast of sincerity”

“Glow of glance sings rhymes of nobility”

“All spirits narrate melody of hospitality”

“Whenever you recall intimacy, hugs open towards hue of honesty”

“The charm of cheeks presents paces of decency”

“All the silhouette exhales fragrance of dignity”

“A twinkling grace sends kisses of clarity”

Yes; when soul, heart, and silhouette interact in harmony.