I defeated the time
I defeated the place
I lost to myself
8.23.2009
8.06.2009
what do my friends remind me of
faraz: Tehran's friday bazaar
mahmud.f: ambitions
sara.n: water color painting
mamad.kh: books
soroor.n: souvenirs!
ayat.sh: unsatisfactory
arash.a: treason
ali.h: talent
andrea.z: a hand in the hair
anna maria.m: reasons
diego.f: sasanids
nima.b: injuries
sohrab: absolute vodka
behnaz.m: lust
skizo: smile
mahsa.a: mentus gum
shahrzad: beauty
jalal.m: cartoons
sahand.kh: snickers
hesam.p: easiness
mehdi.b: makeup
ahm: cell phone
ali.n: مرام
ghazal.n: paradox
k1.s: خیلی دور خیلی نزدیک
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8.05.2009
the rebellion
far beyond of that tiny window
of that room of that house
now pouring in anger
in these streets of our city
that river of frustration
formed by drops of tears
of me and you
all the shouts silenced
captive in our throat
all the words we shared
with our wet pillows
never went in vein
never vanished within
those walls of oppression
I see the shattered walls
I see the voices released
In this rebellion of minds
demanding humanity
it’s not about me anymore
sharing the common memory
of all those tiny smiles
of all paths of pain
following the united voices
leading us to these squares
we shall conquer today
Sina Mesdaghi
August 05 09