۱۳۸۹ شهریور ۲۶, جمعه

some poems

down with cage




a sky of birds, they are free
jumping and flying, sitting on tree

in that river, playing and washing
inside of this cage i, was crying and watching

i could do nothing, finally on rage
i shouted that: down with the cage

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