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 →


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 →

To my beloved land, Iran

People see us together, Call our names loud, Lovers, seeker of a hidden corner, To make love. Only the sun knows, We are only strangers, Live and walk in exile, On the unmarked path We are crusaders of the light.... Continue Reading →

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