10.14.2005

SOMEWHERE IN YOUR EYES

Come come come baby!

I’m lost somewhere!

Since the time you threw me away!


Come come baby!

Take my hand

I’m buried in my castle in sand!


You stepped on me

You never heard me break

You never felt my hands shake!


Was that hand with red roses?

Or was it that thought in your mind?

I wonder why did u push me aside?


I’m that shadow running behind you

I’m that voice shouting in you ears

Or those hands trembling in fears


In every mirror you look

I’m present in every photo of yours

It’s me smiling in your eyes




Tearing apart the memories

Cutting off my head in that old photo

I’m in every drop of water you look into


Come come baby

Like that toy you lost in your childhood

I am that forsaken memory of yours

Re-open you eyes and believe in my words…


SINA MESDAGHI
OCT 14, 05
2:15 AM

9.09.2005

Never came true

And I saw myself

In shining armor

Riding my horse

To my lover


I saw myself

Handsome and healthy

My eyes were so attractive

Had blonde hair and were happy


I hugged her

I kissed my lover

Everything seemed

To me so real!


never wanted to end

The sense of joy

I could deeply feel


The dreams had come true

When she whispered into my ear

That she loves me too


Waving my hands…

For thousands cheering for me

Come, come my lover…

Dance with me…


Crossed the borders of reality

This is no dream

I’ll never be awaken


I have sex

I kiss and I hug

I don’t wanna be awaken

By the clock,


There shouldn’t be any morning

The night shall last forever


In my bed I feel pity

For that shivering body of mine

The sun has come up

Soon, new day will begun


I see my senseless lips

Curved in the form of a smile

Thinking of the dream I had

Never reached beyond reality bars


New day has begun

My dreams are gone

The dreams I built my life upon.

SINA MESDAGHI
SEP. 07 05

8.29.2005

GET LOST

I shall run again…

Faster and faster

get myself lost

I shall not find myself again…


There must be desert

Vast enough

I must be never found again…


There must be a day

I look back at my life

looking for that wrong turn


don’t trace my track

these footprints are fake

the path, leads you to my mistakes


never believe

that smile shining on my lips

nor that brightness in my eyes


don’t waste your days

in the search with no use

I’m the book you must close


Buried somewhere

In the dreams of yesterday

Under the path, you’re taking today…


Sina Mesdaghi
Aug 29 05

8.24.2005

River of Love

That river of love is passing by house

I’m that lonely miller

Watching the wheels


Counting my moments

Seated on that old wooden chair

I think about


That love running forever

In that river of life

We shall believe


These wheels rotating forever

For that I must be alive

For that I am meant to survive


One day I shall leave my mill

Jumping into the river

united with the dreams


I used to live with


Come jump with me

Come lets go free

In that river of love



The circling emotions

the eternal dreams

and the endless rotations of the wheels


there is a river of love

running by my dreams

I’m that lonely miller

watching the wheels…


SINA MESDAGHI
AUG 24 05

7.22.2005

Naked Sky

I don’t wanna wait

To see that dream

Die in the corner of my room


Don’t wanna be

The eyes of the beholder

Behind the window


Don’t wanna be that plane

Passing through the clouds


Don’t wanna be like that crow

Sitting on the roof

Looking at the people in disgust


Don’t wanna stay on the edge

Hesitating to go inside


Don’t wanna ignore

Every little sense that I find


I wanna go, touch every tree

In that old alley, walking in the town


Understanding every moment of the dawn

When the sky’s giving birth to the sun


Sharing every minute of joy and pain

With people in the street


Away from my room

My world’s out there

Where the sun the meets the mountains

When the stars smile at me

With the world of inspirations


In the ecstasy of

The ultimate imagination

The freedom of my mind



I love to sleep under the naked sky

Sina Mesdaghi
July 20, 2005

6.10.2005

24

Reading my shadow walking on the wall

Looking at the window

Watching the cars as they pass by…


Today, they sky was so beautiful

I told that to the man in the car


24 years old…

I’m talking about the shadow on the wall

I’m talking about the clouds in my sky

About what I told that man in the car…


24 years old…

talking about that innocence in my words

talking about that honesty I believed

talking about confession of broken vows


24 years old…

I’m talking about those bars on my window

Talking about that pillow wet of my cry

All about that boy, with no star in the sky


24 years old…

talking about that road with no end

talking about that mad runner in rain

and those shameful hands in red…


24 years I dreamed of love

24 years that I’ve left behind

24 years …

thinking of my past

dreaming of future

waiting so that some one may

bring me today


SINA MESDAGHI
JUNE 10, 05
2:02 AM

5.04.2005

The Rose, Smiling Clouds and You

I am walking

I am dreaming

In that path of tall trees painted in green again,

They shall narrate my story one day,

Of that boy,

These poems and that love

Which comes and goes

Like that color in the trees of the fall

Like that smiling clouds, some big, some small


Is that real? That rose in my hands?

Is that true? That dream in my mind?

Is that possible? That ambition in my eyes?

Is that obvious? That feeling in my heart?


More like a joke, I see you laughing at me,

More like a game, I see you not believing in me,


BELIEVE…

For that these trees may never go green again

For that these clouds won’t smile at me tomorrow


But they all will see us dancing in the rain

And I will float in the space lighter than before,


In evening, of a good day, I’ll drink tea and talk with you,


Now you are a spaceman too…

Sina Mesdaghi
April 29,05

4.23.2005

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unfinished...

I shall cry louder

You may hear my tears


I shall pray harder

You may think of my hands


I shall admit my madness

You may ignore my wisdom


I wont deny my weakness

You may underestimate my strength

Unfinished…

Sina

April 06. 05

4.12.2005


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