Hadi Khojinian
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Our Bed Of Loneliness
Thinking of you
I make my soul naked
I hang my gown on you
I sew your pink lips to my mouth
I melt in you
Your warm breast milk pour in my hand
It’s makes me hot
I drink your milk
I’m a thirsty man
I touch you
Beneath white crumpled sheets
Our bed of loneliness
Perfumed by your scent
I close all curtains to the sun
And let in no light in the room
Except the light of your eyes
I close all doors
Except your mind
I know that you know
My unbearble past
I see no way out
Except my way to you
Somebody knocks
Your body is trembling
By : Hadi Khojinian
Edited by : Dr Ali Reaz Rahimi
Mist
Water pouring down the walls of my room . I can smell the damp and I pull away the blanket and wake up . .knock on the cell’s door , after a few minutes jailer open the door and I come out . I have three minutes to take a shower . The air inside the cell smells of humidity . I heard the executioners bullet last night . It is not too far from the sea .only a stone wall separates us . I still hear my friend’s voices .Nasser is reading a story and mehrdad is singing .how long I have to wish to be with them ? Candle, butterfly and flowers are all together but I miss my brothers too much . I wish nobody would die and I would not have to visit my friends graves in secret to smell to the saintly earth . I miss smell the earth soil ! I miss the smell of sea . I wish I could turn back the clock and I would be again . I wish the noises in my heart would stop . I wish I would see you again and fall in love all over


