Diary of a MYSTIC

Understanding is freedom



From Tehran to Freedom – repost

In Tehran, The crows fly Above the prison’s bar, One by one, Carry nothing, Except fear. In Tehran, Pedestrians must wait A life time If they follow the law To cross. Unending wait for the next stop light’s green. In... Continue Reading →


Floating in tides

The quiet light, In depth of my heart, Shines, Before, After, each tide. I have been seeking My soul, Through centuries, Collecting the broken fragile pieces From all the places, On earth, Or in my heart That I lived a... Continue Reading →

From Tehran to freedom

I was born in England and grew up in Tehran. I never felt I belong to Iran, my family relations brought me back few times and every time I left, I understood my own heart better. Today, I know, I... Continue Reading →

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