Diary of a MYSTIC

Understanding is freedom


living in exile

Living in Exile

Years after years, I packed and unpacked my share of belongings... Today I only left with my heart and Soul. And a choice to breathe in exile and still be happy... repost The woman, Has been sitting Under a shower... 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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