These days all attention was diverted to Afghanistan as the US and other western countries pulled out of the country, leaving it to the Taleban, an ultra extremist Islamic group that won over the...
my friend, mehri jafari Come back from the cold. The finality is not the final. I remember you, when you envelop your hands around my face to see the reflection of your smile In...
Waiting and searching among the crowd for a face that is not like any other face. Conversation flows and flies from every corner. Words jump around and paint the memory of yesterday or today,...
A black bird opened its wings which were white underneath and let me read the message sent by the high winds which gushed through the valley. Do not cross roads with me. I am...
The sound of water from where it comes, to where it runs. Heaving as it passes under the bridge. Murmuring in the brook on the green. Roaring as it falls down from the height....
Why do you have to wait for the spring rain to water the red lilies? I asked the keeper? I have enough tears hidden deep in waiting to soak the dry earth so the...
Everything comes to an end the breeze whispered to the weeping willow. Our tale was a tale written on the bricks of a dead-end street, ***. On an old town where the keeper had...
Sometimes as the night falls from the sky and the clouds hide the pale moon and the silence settles inside and out the unfinished dream of a summer night wakes up to the fragrance...
Photos taken at various times.
Sometimes when the night falls from the sky and the clouds hid the pale moon, and the silence settles in and out, dreams wake up from the deep and the memories of a starry...
