Poetry by Maryam Heydarzade

so what if your eyes still stairway. . . . The climax of my pride and love and still

If it rained grief over the months and years. . . . The memory of past I patient still

If they broke my frame. . . . . Glass heart I still I Blur

no choice but to my pains. . . . . The way I think I still pass

The star is not a difficult task. . . . I clutched drowned but still my loaves

Full of beautiful memories combined. . . . . Full of enthusiasm and I still reviewing

I lost you yourself have you lost. . . . . . I love you still I Dionysus

If war is not simple life. . . . . In this field was still I Recentralization

If Coke Barrow did not with us. . . . . Full of Orient… “Rat Pack” and betrayed still

It is happy life are low. . . . . But after I combined with patient still

"By Maryam heydarzadeh"