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A Poem from: 'To Live Again';
a section of the book:
"The Fifth and The Last Nail"


Mahmud Kianush



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Having said goodbye to an old friend,

Whose new face

Set fire to my memories,

And walking through the corridors of late Autumn

I lost the warm, green Summer of my veins

To the dark, naked branches of trees,

And felt cold and barren in my head.


A strange fear prevented me

From looking into my mind

To see if my heart had not turned

Into a black hole

Taking in all the fallen leaves of Time.


How hopelessly the falsehood

In the smile of an old friend

Can darken the face of the world!

For me walking through the corridors of Autumn

Had always been as blissful

As the festival of songs and colours

In Springtime.



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