LITMIR.BIZ

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      Too ignorant to establish a fascistic round of affairs

      But swims with his errors so joyfully debonair

      His cabinet is glutinous with a round table of CEOs

      who further their madness with their contemptible host.

      Lost are the lobbyists who have become superfluous

      While his processes are deplorable and most disastrous

      Chasing the illegal aliens across his guarded borders

      Building his Chinese Wall with a payment he does order.

      Oops the release of a tape from access Hollywood appeared

      A raucous, vulgar and sexist, so he was condemned with utmost fear.

      Oh my mother of mercy hear my prayers and my earnest beckoning plea

      Save the world and return it to the common people of empathy.

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       Resolving the Temperaments of Persuasion to Encourage

      Resolving the temperaments of persuasion to encourage

      the initiation of individualism prompting self-motivation

      to command original conceptions bringing variations in multitudes.

      Inner contentment and personal growth bring our heritage

      to center stage heralding in a phase of manifestations.

      Ascertaining our imaginative courses as they escape in reveries

      conceiving an animated sketch to portray our plenitudes

      overextending our flair to encompass our singularity.

      Witnessing our flow of thought to be our will of pilgrimage

      as we meander through various paths of stipulation

      encountering a myriad of reflections in our personal imagery.

      Captivating our multifaceted shades of blue will engage

      the naivety of our childlike exuberance and fascination.

      Rollicking like the fawn appraising Nature’s simplicity

      has rescued our fondness for the crystals of a snowflake

      as each passes through our consciousness unscathed.

      Luxuriously inspirited with rhythmical passages bring pulsations

      gesturing nuances of excitation enkindling flames to awake.

      Bewitching the landscape with embellishing decorations

      invokes the forest nymphs to electrify us, compassionate and interlaced

      enthralled in movement, as a form of ingenuity we will undertake.

      Preserving the inception of this stream of apprehension and sensibility

      we flourish through modernistic and futuristic impressions paraphrased

      as such to build understanding and increase our dancing’s intensity.

      Gentle whispers shall utter the unrevealed and enigmatic prelude

      hence arriving suddenly is a fugal counterpoint and ultimate solitude.

      Invigorating melodious transitions will envelop an idiosyncrasy

      as it distinctly fluctuates transforming itself as we all partake

      in conjunction with a congregation of an angelic soul’s sentimentality.

      With our hands extended full of preciousness and reverent gratitude

      we enhance our environment exuding our positiveness as we wake

      the slumbering giants from their lethargic winter’s hibernation.

      Resonating our eleven strings to ring majestically, our beatitude

      comes forth as the divinity of our creativeness becomes our reality.

      Fashioned is the art deco above the streets of this godly city

      to lionize its gorgeousness and inspire our universality.

       1

       A summer Vision

      By Ellias Aghili Dehnavi, from Iran

      A lonely sunflower dances in the field.

      Bright petals smile and salute

      Clouds of the skies above.

      Doves cross the field with their opened wings.

      They rest in the sunflower's shadow.

      Bees flying over a child.

      Licking her melting ice cream.

      Meet the sunflower.

      A calf in the wheat field scatters the flies.

      In the days of summer.

      He eats and sleeps

      While the sunflower parties with the bees and doves.

       2

       A Winter Paradox

      It is freezing cold but my little bird sings.

      Though the cruel coldness stings

      The creature in the heart.

      It's winter! Her sad ditty does impart.

      The winter comes and lasts forever.

      Like a camarilla, trained to take whatever

      That is still green

      Nothing his might does intervene.

      It's so cold but truly pretty

      The thick ices which are gritty

      Crumble under our feet

      While we pass the white street.

      The crystals cover out earth like a shroud

      But underneath there live a crowd

      Who watch the beauty of snow

      While somewhere else a tiny bud does grow.

       3

       Abandoned Angels

      She was fifteen and the hellion was seventy five

      So rich, but hardly walk and hardly alive.

      Blowing his cigarette's smoke right to her face

      Laughing hard at the poor woman's disgrace.

      Became pregnant when she was thirteen

      She was forced to work hard, was beaten, poor Kirstein.

      .You're abandoned since you're a girl" then slapped her face

      Laughing like a monster at Kirstein's disgrace.

      Her father sold her when she was eleven

      Thinking she is leaving for the heaven

      While there were tears on her face

      She whispered:" is this an end to my disgrace?"

      She can never forget when she was nine

      After her father had drunken wine.

      Beat Kirstein and her mother on the face

      Under his boots her mother couldn't brace.

      Now abandoned for the second time

      With a baby, burnt face, her loneliness no words can rhyme ,

      The sound of hails on her face

      Even

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