Headless Babies<\/p>\n
by Mahnaz Badihian<\/p>\n
The room was filled with
\nLost dreams. Music was from
\nCaptured humans in the battle
\nFor humanity!
\nThey are still hopeful that angels
\nAre busy making headless babies
\nWith human hearts.
\nWith the manuscript for pre fabricated
\nHead wrapped in their umbilical cord.
\nThis room is where Adam and Eve based
\nTheir first fertile egg and a bird flows
\nTo eternity with broken wings, and two legs
\nThat only walk through a limited plane of a
\nLimited universe.
\nLet\u2019s dream kindly! While the moon still looking
\nAt us\u2026., and our incredible silenced pain,
\nHealed with tuned music of hope.
\nLet\u2019s stop making headless babies with short hands.
\nWe will make two remote controlled wings. <\/p>\n
\nBravo Death<\/b><\/p>\n
\nGood thing
\n there is death.
\n Dream of so many\u2026
\n Same death,
\nthat stopped my mother\u2019s
\nlonging,
\nyour mother\u2019s loneliness.
\nThe same death
\n that gave
\nrest to those old,
\n callous hands
\nSame death
\nhelps the poor, the starved.
\n Bravo death.
\nWith its caressing hands.
\nI hear of a new masterpiece
\nby your helping hands,
\n everyday.
\nYour hands
\nsometimes
\n are more healing,
\n than Human hands.
\n Bringing
\na magical remedy,
\nand creating peace and harmony.<\/p>\n
Sin free<\/b><\/p>\n
Let the darkness of night
\ncover our secret!
\nLet it hide and deny
\nyou and me and
\n love forbidden.
\nLet the night be at fault,
\n since
\nLove is always sin free!<\/p>\n
\nWhy Not?<\/b><\/p>\n
Let me lie, it is a
\npractice of life, and a
\npeaceful way of living
\nwith the crowd.<\/p>\n
First Invention<\/b><\/p>\n
I don\u2019t envy yesterday.
\n Yesterday
\nthat I was blooming
\nday by day.
\n Yesterday
\nWith my fresh curly hair
\nWith drunken eyes
\nWith wine dripping
\n from my lips.
\nNo, I don\u2019t envy yesterday,
\n I think of tomorrow,
\nWhen autumn
\n is walking through my hair,
\n Amazed.<\/p>\n
Tomorrow
\nWhen my eyes are filled with passion
\nand my cheeks
\n have the footsteps of life\u2019s kisses.
\nTomorrow
\n That your rooted love
\n Will echo in my skin, that
\nLove is the First Human Invention<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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