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Sunday, October 20, 2024
It Is Important
I do.
Monday, September 16, 2024
EROTIC FUNNY POETRY
POEM 1:
Oops. I'm sorry.
Can I get you a towel?
Or a Plan B pill?
Thanks for the 7 minutes of fun.
Haha, now we're parents.
I'm glad we bonded over our hatred of all politicians.
While intoxicated.
Also, I'm not wealthy at all.
Fight the Power!
POEM 2:
Spread Eagle.
Doggystyle.
Fuck like Rabbits.
Hung like a Horse.
Fuck like Animals.
Nah, most are an Amoeba.
Asexual beings.
POEM 3:
I need fucking
Love
In my life.
The End.
POEM 4:
Turn down the lights,
Turn on the music.
Turn off the oven,
You'll start a fire
In the kitchen that way.
My heart is pumping,
Because alarms are going off,
I should exit the building.
Wednesday, July 10, 2024
Trust in
A man, beaten by the old republic, and his ego
His skin color is of chocolate tones, with callused fingers.
He's in his 60s or so
Wearing dark shades in the early evening
With a white baseball cap with no logo, and a burly mustache
He wears a sweater and sits at the front of the bus
It's 80 degrees today
He talks loudly. A little too loudly
I am sitting in the middle section of the bus, trying to read
He's so loud I cannot pay attention to my fiction
So today I will listen to someone's reality
He yells out in conversation to a woman who does not care
He recently retired out of the union
He did construction
He carried Sheetrock
He carried bricks
So now his body has paid for it
She still does not care, but nods in hopes of him shutting the hell up
His legs no longer work the way they used to
He's in pain, only when he walks, he jokes
The problem with life
The problem in every country
See, 20 dollars is nothing, he explains
It's inflation
Inflation is the problem
Someone get this man a drink
You see, he says, it's me
I take the bus
For fun, kind of
One really gets to know their city using public transport
I spend my day rubbing shoulders with gays, lesbians, transphobes, and the Jews
The young, the old, the rich, the poor - regular folk
The blacks, the whites, the Asians, the angry women and men
Atheists, Agnostics, Jesus freaks, and raging wannabe politicians
They feel I am one of them somehow
And I am, kind of
If not a phony one, an honorary one
I accept them for who they are and I hope they accept me
It's an unwritten statement until now
Trust in me
I'll do my best
Friday, May 31, 2024
Deso Iso
I wish for more fires
Sometimes to burn
Sometimes to inspire
The heat is what I crave today
And for tonight
Warmth is what I need
Forever is my grasp
The body doesn't like when fire
Is not inside
Without it
I'm desolate and isolated
With it
I'm mixed all into ball of energy and fury
Creating and destroying in my path
Roaring, never wanting to be captive
Or captivated
Like the hearts of all lovers
Except when it finally does happen
And everything is alright
Tuesday, April 30, 2024
Te Amo Horchata
Horchata
So much
Rice
So much
Vanilla
What goes good with horchata?
It's tacos
it's burros
Also known as burritos
What goes good with tacos and burros?
It's red sauce
It's green sauce
It's orange sauce too
And more tacos
Horchata
Is numero uno
It's my favorite drink
Tied with cerveza
Te amo horchata
Wednesday, February 7, 2024
Mythical [Make a Dragon Your Way]
Take an ordinary lizard into your care.
Personally, I find orange lizard hues to work best and make the best dragon.
Any lizard you find will do the trick though: Green, brown, camouflage, orange.
Take the ordinary lizard and feed it with enlarging potions daily.
- 1 1/2 ounces of Star of Anise, crushed and fermented with a half liter of vinegar and 5 spoons of blackened Pink Himalayan salt. I find these in the Mediterranean section of most grocery stores. If you cannot find it, there is always the local mom 'n' pop online alchemy shops available to purchase from.
- A full bucket of whale blubber; sift and rinse thrice.
- 10 dozen drops lemon essence (or if not available use 1/2 a bushel of lemon zest).
- 4 cups guacamole, organic.
- A giant pinch of red chili powder. Be careful of using too much here. You want your dragon to breathe fire onto enemies, not to get indigestion!
- 20 cloves garlic if you believe vampire dragons to be making a comeback anytime soon.
- 1 pint of human virgin blood. This counters the acid in the garlic.
- 2 legs of lamb - still hairy and hooved.
- 4 bay leaves.
After approximately 26 days and 27 nights, the lizard is now large enough to qualify as 'dragon-sized'. You may now proceed with the rest of the spell.
Do not use shampoo to clean the skin. A lot of folks don't realize that evolving lizards/young dragons are naturally oily and they need it for their scales to shed properly. You may use a light conditioner weekly, if desired. Nothing coconut scented.
Rub an officially recognized beard and balm oil (again nothing coconut scented!) into the scalp of the lizard daily to keep them fresh and smelling good.
Once their wings start growing, your work is done. Check in regularly to make sure their nails are smoothed out, but generally everything they do is now self-cleaning. Remember to speak in soft tones and never get them mad.
Congratulations! You've made a dragon from scratch.
Essence
Of everything
Life-giving
The major components of being
What will it be... when we're fully machines?
Water, rain, oceans
In 2030
Might not be a necessity
I don't know
I wish I did
For the sake of humanity
I wish I did
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Monday, January 22, 2024
Metalled Wood
We used paper and metals as currency
When the System thought it was backed by precious metals and such nonsense
All is precious
Back to paper
It's thin wood
Lots of paper is thick wood
Why not just hand me over a branch as payment?
Same fucking difference
It's all baloney anyway
Meant to persuade us to idolize the System
And not like the most precious thing we have
OURSELVES
Value the people
Value life, especially your own
Take care of yourself first then buy the fancy mirror for your future apartment rental
Nobody needs paper money anymore
Except the Drug Dealers
Politicians and Mobsters
People cheating on their taxes
Of course the taxes cheated them first so
I guess it's a draw.
Sunday, January 14, 2024
Matches
Swipe right on me
I act rich and show off big muscles
Please match with me
So I won't cry in my bed tonight.
Monday, January 8, 2024
Short Long
No pretense
I do it
I, which thrive in chaos
I, that, control chaos
Daily
I take my time
I don't need to be the world's greatest poet
All I need is to be me
My self-care is not paying attention to others
Not caring for what they do
They can all fight for trivial awards
I can use those plaques for kindling
There is no need to push
It takes too much brain power
Everything should be free
Everything should come naturally
Shelter, food, water
Stability, love, happiness
Safety, hope, peace
Free, free, free
I'll still work for a big screen TV though
I do like my home entertainment to be legendary.
Sunday, December 31, 2023
in the beginning and in the middle
It used to be sex, and oddly enough
Sex brought me into my middle life, and with it, my daughter
I am a creature of habit
I used to go after orgasms
But now I go for being the right example
As a father
It makes me smile
Knowing that the sex that brought me so much joy
Brought me something even more joyous in my everyday way of life
My kin
My everything now
It's so weird to connect the two but that's
Just how it is
A simple connection
Of a complex connection
Love and sexual passion brought
Another being into my everyday
Someone that continues and continues
To bring joy in my every way
Just by being the adventurer she is at 3 years old
Every time I say something or ask her questions
I know what I'm doing - kind of
I'm teaching her mass critical thinking
Even more of an ironic deal I've been given
Is that when she experiences new things
It gives her joy
Which seeing her do that is also a new experience
For me.
Friday, December 29, 2023
Post Modern Economy
I'm seeing landscaping people work in between the rain today
It used to be they'd take the day off and spend it with their families
I'm back in writing mode
Remembering the old ways of our American lifestyle
I forgot how much more quiet it is in my head
While outside my city it's rumbling with fire and anger
From the generally humbled population
Of lesser-known writers and other artists
Labor trends in entertainment
We all work harder and longer
We made it - A Post Modern Economy
While the city is rumbling with fire and anger inside of it
This time it's because of the time
Politics season
So now the people all of a sudden have an opinion
I, of course, am happy with an appetite of a woman's loving embrace
As we enjoy our red wine at the end of the night
Watching from a distance
The yelling man on Santa Monica Boulevard wearing a bra
His insides burn with fire and anger inside of him
If only anyone could understand why he yells at the top of his lungs
In front of the 7-11
While Duran Duran plays on our speakers
"Hold on a minute", I say as I put on my slippers
I grab $10 in cash - the last freedom we have is paper
The yelling man sees me walking up in pajamas
The fire in his eyes cannot be controlled
He begins his salutations to me by screaming in my face
But unknown to him, I can take a punch
I stare him down until he calms like a puppy for just a moment
That's not why I'm here so I bring the cash out
"This is for you," as I wave the money in his face
Without even a blink of his eye, he grabs it
And runs off into the depths of the neighborhood behind us
I go back home and enjoy the quiet of the night once more
At least until a new political season begins or ends.
Tuesday, December 12, 2023
Perception of Advice to No Avail
I brought a new project to him.
He gave me a book recommendation on sales and I gave him a recommendation back:
He never got me any work but bought me lunch at a fast-food restaurant one time.
He’s no longer my agent.
Thursday, October 26, 2023
Violence in America
It's yours to make,
It's your body,
Get your hands where I can see them,
You say you're for real,
Then you get shot.
And if an angel was here,
It's you that's for bloodshed,
Revise your thoughts.
You’ve gotta understand,
Monday, February 27, 2023
Divide and Conquer
iPhone vs. Android
Democrat vs. Republican
The Beatles vs. Led Zeppelin
Marvel vs. DC
Windows vs. Mac
How about we just enjoy what we have?
Say no to outdo each other,
Saturday, February 11, 2023
Inner War
What to talk about,
When I've talked about everything already
It's not that I'm alone,
Or that my struggles aren't anybody's business
It's been an adulthood since I felt confident,
In my own place
A place of pain,
A place of heartache,
A roaming inner war
I am home
How do I express it,
When I've given the same doubts before
It's mine and mine alone,
No smoke or mirrors and no witness
My childhood was interlaced in freedom,
Now I search for it
A place of pain,
A place of heartache,
A roaming inner war
Still a fox and a snake,
Just a reminder of what's there
Fraud
Fake
Faux fortune
All in the lives of mine I've lived,
I've loved and lost and became famous
There is no more to say,
I've said it and it's stuck
What I spoke of is my misfortune
My own
It's been mine though and I'm not selling it,
It's given away to anyone else that has that spirit
One day at a time,
The standard of survival
I'm still here,
Roaming around the battlefield
Looking for a fight
Monday, August 8, 2022
Aged Like Milk
I'm old
An old man
Old Man Dan now
No longer full of spitfire I am?
Nay.
Nap-time in the afternoons, sure
I don't push to become a sprawling success
I didn't work like a dog to become one either
Dogs like naps in the afternoons
Mostly, I feel bad for those that did bark and bite all day
And still didn't get anywhere out of the doghouse or rat-race
Compared to simple animals - barely a brain among them
Hard times to put all that energy into nothing
For a slim to none chance at making the headlines
At least I've seen past the bullshit that is advertising
"American Dream"
"Work Hard Play Hard"
"Do it For the Culture"
"40 Hours a Week"
"Real Men Put in Work"
There's this macho mentality that working til death is a good thing
I guess I'm not 'man enough' to die
Oh wait, I have a penis
I guess I am 'man enough' to tell those people they have no lives to lead anyway
But guess what? I do
I'm nice, just not to those that live as cavemen and Neanderthals
I know what I have to do
I know what I have to feel
I know what I have to take
That power and throw it back at them
And it's because I'm 40 years old
And I'm still mad
I still have anger coursing thru me
It'll never go away
And I still have to deal with everybody and their moron dad
Being idiots in the workplace
I'm not putting up with bullshit
I see old-school values held onto
As if there's really value in traditional
Except hypothetically
And historically
I have to tear it all down and destroy it all
And I have to do it because I have to fight
One man versus everybody
Because I am angry and I am all the time irritated
I don't know anybody that isn't in pain regularly
Yet, all I hear is low-key complaining
As I'm doing right now.
Thursday, June 23, 2022
Papa's Blues
I want everything
I deserve everything
Nobody has the right to go against me
Or defy me
Nobody.
You piece of shit
You talk too much
You are an emotional child
You are a liar
You are wrong
Always no good
Always wrong!
Family is everything
Trouble calls
And I run to save them
Familia
It's all I have
Without them
They tell me I'm nothing
I believe them
The truth is
I don't believe them though.
I hate them
They keep me down
They all lie
They've kept me down
My entire life
But for some reason I still love them
Truth is
I'm fucked up
Beyond belief
Because of their
Beliefs
They've hurt me
But I can't get away
I'm stuck
I can't get out
Everyone else has lives to lead
Since I never did anything
I'm stuck taking care of the family
That hurt me
I don't deserve this
I don't deserve anything
I don't deserve anybody
I didn't want any of this
I don't want YOU
I don't want anything.
Friday, May 13, 2022
CZ
I see myself
That warms my heart
You're me
When I see you
My ancestry took over
So what did you get from her?
I don't know
Maybe you'll get her heart
I'll know this
When I see you care
Show your nurturing self
When you sacrifice
For them
Expect nothing in return
You're her
When I'll know you are her
Is when you get quiet
Not sharing your feelings
Because you know
They'll hurt
Even though we need to
Know the truth
Know we are not all kind
Then I'll know
There's hope for you
I hope I see you
Monday, January 3, 2022
Spoons
You're beautiful to me
I like your face
I think about you a lot
You're a wonderful woman
I think you're very hot
Let's go see Killer Klowns from Outer Space
It's your favorite horror movie
Because I wanna take you to a midnight screening
You hate flying?
Oh wow cause I love to fly
But either way it doesn't matter
Cause I love you no matter what
You keep me motivated
Can't wait to spend time with you
Spooning of Spoons
Someday a jetpack
I love your humour
100% loyally yours
How much I care
So much more than I let on
I love you
Your laugh is something I always wanna hear
If you are the moon I'm lunar
I wanna touch your rear
Let's talk music, films, music and kiss
All night long
It's your sweetness that I seem to always miss
I see you and I hear a song
You're so sweet
And caring
It's nice to know that you're around
Don't Do What I Did
I pissed away the prime of my life
And I'm angry about it now
I'm only working with punks from now on
I will still work with corporations
Tuesday, October 12, 2021
Cause That's What I'm After (if only)
If only I'd fix my hair up a little more
So I could be pretty for once
Cause that's what I'm after
So I could be noticed more
If only my belt and clothing was more styled
I'd be more liked
Cause that's what I'm after
One day I just might
If only I got rid of those damn rugs
More love would I get
Cause that's what I'm after
Then I'd be set
I HATE IT
If only I grated blocks of Parmesan cheese
I'd develop real taste
Cause that's what I'm after
Since store-bought isn't for winners
If only my apartment had more room
There'd be peace in the world
Cause that's what I'm after
Even though I have no peace in my heart
If only I were closer to my friends
And saw them in person all the time
Cause that's what I'm after
Everyone is online and has been for a while now
I HATE THAT
If only I had a car
Because all the greats owned a vehicle
Cause that's what I'm after
To drive aimlessly around the city
If only I hated heavy metal
Since only pop music is important
Cause being popular matters
At least that's what Redditors say
I HATE THEM
If only I wouldn't criticize you
And only criticized myself
Everything I am
Is just a My Little Pony sock
I HATE IT
If only I hated myself more
And didn't hate so hard
It was me and my family's upbringing that ruined me
I'd get so far
If only I wasn't friends with my exes
Because once it's over we can't be in each other's lives
Cause that's what I'm after
Unless there's a baby involved
Sunday, October 10, 2021
Motion of Emotions
This is what it's like
Thinking there’s answers
That there's purpose
A prophet?
Why do you lie?
Lies made of pain
After this where will you go?
Back to one and then you're done
I'll make sure
Everyone gets what they deserve
Let me in
And you'll find yourself
You've only let out
Smoked mirrors and copies
But I see you
The real failure
What you really are
A lost soul
A darkness carried
Sadistic, scarred
I'm calling you
So answer me
Wednesday, October 6, 2021
Speak Fast Take Forever to Die
To pay the mortgage I sing, produce, write, direct and act
As well as labor and data entry
Born rich in mind and I like to speak fast
Learned I could do poetry as an attack
Older now so positivism is in my raps
At 2PM I like to take myself two hour naps
I take good care of myself and loved one's health
Instead of going after imaginary power and wealth
Main goal in life is to be my best me
To strengthen the family tree
To spread peace
Revolutionary ideals
To make my family meals
I spin what good life is considered
By putting the car back on the wheels
Driving like a model citizen
Look people in the eyes
Not be afraid
And fight for what's right
Saturday, September 4, 2021
Baby and a Girl
I think about you so much
You're part me
I look at you and think
You're just a baby
And a girl
You have such a laugh
That I almost cry every time I hear it
It's so obvious you're so smart
I'm so proud to be your dad
You make me laugh and you make me cry
All at the same time
You make me feel incomplete
When you're away
I think about you often
And I hope that you're at the least okay
You're growing so fast
I don't want you to
But I have to let it happen
You have to be you
I hope you'll be proud of me too
And call me Dad
I wish you the best in life
I wish you peace and joy
Such simple wishes
But I wish them the hardest
For you
You're growing so fast
Friday, March 5, 2021
All Birds are Regular
Now that's absurd!
That's a regular.
A bird that's a quacker.
The word regular,
Dedicated to DS Draeko.
Wednesday, March 3, 2021
Blue Blood
I felt real again.
It didn't seem like reality,
And I was me.
To bleed.
I finally broke,
Wednesday, December 9, 2020
Death Star (A song I made up while watching a movie)
The Death Star is coming!
Your world is going to die.
Your world is dead. Your world is dead.
Dead! Dead! DEAD!
What is this?
Here comes...
Luke!
Leia!
Chewie!
(Those Rebel scum!)
ATTENTION!
Death Star: Beams engage.
Death Star: guidance on lock!
Those Rebel scum!
Attack!
Attack! ATTACK!
What is this?
Here comes...
Luke!
Leia!
Chewie!
(Those Rebel scum!)
Saving the Universe from evil Sith.
Luke is determined.
Leia is a leader.
Chewie is an Honorary Jedi.
ATTENTION!
Death Star: Malfunctioning.
Death Star: Corrupted core.
Death Star: Exploding!
Friday, November 13, 2020
Corrupting
The chatter on the internet waves,
Bickering over angry emotions.
Memes that are more funny than they should be,
A sense of loss among ourselves.
And all it takes is self-control to see and observe,
That the whole system is flawed.
I don't care,
Who hears this.
I don't care who knows this.
But I hope it's everyone.
If I'm the survivor and not the savior,
I can finally lay down my sword.
As long as they put theirs down first.
Let's face it:
Politics is for comfortable ones right now.
We, the true people,
The ones who have been misunderstood,
Or oppressed,
Or not being taken as first-class citizens,
We need to change it by actually running.
Not running from anything.
I'm talking about winning office.
AND then not corrupting.
Like the higher authorities who do very little,
Except make an appearance on TV,
They continue to play the game.
Instead of destroying it.
From the foundation up.
Because greed is villainous.
I know who I'd trust with power,
And it's not them.
There are a few good ones out there,
These are the local politicians, mostly.
But they have little power to give.
The TRUE antagonists,
Have big power to take,
As they won't surrender willingly.
They'd rather we all be in home prisons,
And few.
I wonder why the poorest don't rob the richest every single night?
Until equilibrium.
That only seems fair.
My gripe is the job of holding office is too prestigious.
The ones that run for high office have stars in their eyes,
And trust me,
I know a lot by the entertainment industry who actually loves what they do,
And who forgot what brought them into it in the first place.
So I ask you to ask yourself:
What are you doing that is actually making a difference?
Or
Is it really stepping into the shoes of those that make a difference,
For a spotlight moment or two?
I know what I do is barely anything.
At least it feels that way.
I can study and ace political science, history.
I can realize the power in myself.
How the few take care of the many.
How I'm taken care of,
How you're taken care of.
How I'm number 2 and you're number 2,
Or I'm number 3 and you're number 4.
Or I'm zero and you're number 1.
How neither of us is given personal care.
How nobody is special and everyone is similar.
How afraid we've been told,
To be of taking care of ourselves,
And not to be personal with everyone.
To stop talking politics, religion, and sex.
Without further adieu,
I'm independent of any representative system.
I'm independent of any belief except my own.
I think about sex a lot.
Saturday, August 1, 2020
Wants
I want more time.
I want to keep making art.
I want to get better at it.
I want to not have to think about eating because I'm hungry.
I want relationships to be easier.
I want to have more energy as I age.
I want to let little things slide more.
I want to be more honest.
I want to be unapologetic about how I am.
I don't want to have anxiety in groups.
I want to have the option of not seeing advertising.
I want to stay a cityboy but still hold onto old-world values.
I want to spend more time creating.
I want to be a professional wrestler for a day.
I want less politics in the news.
I want less tribes and more unity.
I want writing to be read.
I want more people to work less hours.
I want more people to be able to spend time with the ones they love.
I want to go to space sooner than later.
I want to explore the universe.
I want to make friends with every species there is.
I want the dead to hear me.
I want to bring back the extinct.
I want a Utopia.
I want others to be okay with that.
Thursday, July 16, 2020
Stand-In
Stand in line,
For the newest upgraded phone.
Or the hottest chicken waffle restaurant.
We are told to follow these orders.
The line is where we must stay.
We have become numbers,
That wait in line patiently to be called.
"Number 400!",
We proceed with a smile on our face.
We're no longer with those waiting.
We've moved past them.
Few have had the courage,
Towards original thoughts or movies.
Maybe you, dear reader.
Maybe you.
At least, I hope it's you.
Autonomous.
A word that brick and mortar ignore.
You must wait 30 minutes standing in line.
An actor!
A stand-in!
I must work for my bread.
Unlike those lucky ones,
It's all made for pennies.
But what do they care?
The real winners are the profiteers.
For subpar clothing.
Mediocre food.
Pre-recorded events.
Mass-produced groceries.
A Stand-In needs a Stand-Up.
Time is valuable.
But make it seem glamourous.
It makes better sense,
If we were to...
And not be unique by it.
Side by side,
For equality.
Saturday, June 13, 2020
Abandoned
You face consistent disappointment.
You're a snowflake but you're also water,
It's nature.
Guess what?
We're electrical.
But it's all bio-mechanical.
When you've seen one you've seen them all.
During these times of horror,
You're worried about money.
And you're in your 40s.
Who cares?
You dress like you're punk rock.
It's middle-class suburbanite.
Looking for the limelight.
Closest you've gone to rebel,
Is sleeping in on weekends.
You're home alone,
Sick and tired - scared.
Do you think anyone really cares?
No one cares about you,
You care about being together.
So we use that against you.
We know you're home right now,
In these uncertain times, we say.
It's more important than ever,
To keep movement strong.
But the only way we can do that is we keep,
Destroying your foundation together.
Together we continue,
And we can continue,
Not being there for you.
Even when the biggest fail,
Companies or organizations that give up on you.
I won't.
Because I'm not afraid of getting hurt again.
Your society,
Abandoned you.
They don't want you.
So what are you gonna do?
Cry like a baby?
Go online and make a posting?
It does nothing!
I don't wanna see,
I don't wanna leave.
I don't wanna fear anything.
I don't wanna do what you did to me,
What I'll do to you is gonna hurt you,
Like it hurt me.
Friday, November 15, 2019
Rushing to the End
We're told we don't have much time.
But we've made it this far,
So far.
And what a life it's been!
All of a sudden there's 4 hours to have.
It's been a super busy week before.
We got a lot done, didn't we?
Let's rest up in case it gets going again.
We're valued for our money saved.
But money can't buy back our time.
Time is not money.
Time is life.
Life well used,
Is time well spent.
Isn't life funny?
We can't buy time.
It costs almost nothing.
But is the most valuable necessity.
Friday, September 13, 2019
New Iranian Stereotype
My car is a Honda.
They have good resale value.
I am Iranian.
I like good value.
Technically, I'm Iranian-American.
I don't love any government's style.
Though the one in America is doing well for me.
My idea for a better world?
None of your business!
I am Iranian deep in my soul.
No, I am not a spy or terrorist.
I do not start revolts; I pay my bills on time, mostly.
I use computers and other devices.
Technically, I'm for freedom.
That most take for granted.
I'm for educating the masses - with a goal of 100%.
Whether by college or universities,
Or for the people like me who read everything possible.
I am Iranian.
A regular person with very little time to spare.
I don't enjoy seeing others treated unfairly.
A modern Iranian is who I am.
My love for people of all kinds to prosper is my dream.
My people are who I love most.
Whether they are rich or poor or middle of the road.
Whether they struggle everyday like I do.
It is my duty to be there to be their support system.
As I sit here drinking my mint-flavored doogh, I think.
Of my past, of my roots.
My upbringing and my traditions.
Of my present and my future.
And my new traditions coming.
Persian is my first language.
English is my second.
At this point,
I can barely keep up with conversations in native tongue.
I'm like a tourist in a foreign country with other Iranians.
But I am Iranian. No, doubt about it.
My English language skills are strongest.
And I must use these skills to tell my story.
My stories and my people's stories.
Of being Iranian.
Monday, August 26, 2019
Listen
It says the most beautiful things.
You show me kindness and affection with it.
Thank you for it being so attractive.
I love your mouth.
It can say things that push my buttons.
Your voice is so loving though,
Even if we argue, I'm wishing in my mind,
Trying to get back to you.
That mouth is beautiful,
For telling me and everyone your dreams.
I adore your dreams,
I wish them to come true.
With me and with you.
Your eyes are my favorite color.
But it all comes down to kissing you.
Because your mouth is amazing to me.
Your mouth is beautiful.
It speaks and shows love,
In the words you choose,
In its compassion towards me and others,
And physically for me only.
We're lucky, definitely.
We're definitely not boring.
I need you.
To see your smile.
To hear you sing and laugh, and to tell me you love me.
I need your mouth.
Wednesday, July 10, 2019
Paper Bag
Sometimes,
I get so nervous when the female cashier looks at me.
She asks me if I want to buy a paper bag.
First off, I brought my own!
So I have to wonder to myself:
Is she flirting with me?
No, no, she does this a 100 times a day already.
She knows I have my own reusable cloth bag,
It's right there in front of her face.
She wants my number and a date, doesn't she?
I've noticed her good eye-makeup once before.
I'm no idiot.
What if she's a shill for the paper industry?
She's trying to get rid of these bags,
For dollars on the penny.
Entrepreneurs make America.
She's gotta be one of them.
"No thank you", I say.
I brought my own bag.
I'm awake about it.
Not like these other sheep.
I buy organic,
To keep the brainwash juices out of my mind.
She's obviously in love with me.
I mean - look at this that I am.
A gift from God to please a woman's desires.
I ask her out to Shakespeare in the Park.
She politely declines.
I hate when they play hard to get.
Next week, I'll ignore her.
That always gets them.
I wonder what the names of our children will be.
Probably something interesting,
Like Raven or Zelda.
I won't bring a reusable bag next time,
So she'll be right to ask me.
Tuesday, June 4, 2019
Lazy Bastard
Time to vaccuum again.
It's June again,
Which means I should clean the shower too.
I'm not lazy, I'm efficient.
How dare you judge me,
You filthy animal.
Sunday, June 2, 2019
The Culmination of All Intelligence in the Universe
To talk about this.
I have never thought it was a good idea,
To study to become a foot soldier.
I studied to take humankind farther,
To space and beyond the small life on Earth.
I am who I am,
And never be anything else.
I am not a Lion. I am not an Ant.
I dare not care for killing.
Or savagery.
I want everyone to live.
And with peace,
In their hearts, their souls.
I am the one,
The Eyes,
Ears,
Nose,
The mouth and tongue of the free world.
I am of Peace.
And I will stand behind my stance.
Until all of us know everything.
Saturday, December 22, 2018
Everything Ends Anyways
Thanks, But No Thanks
Thanks.
I’ve had enough.
Why didn’t anyone care?
I thought someone would.
I wish life were fair.
No one knows where we go after this.
No one really knows where.
No thanks.
I tried to tell you.
Why didn’t anyone care?
Maybe I should instead.
There isn’t a need for me.
I’m sick of my apathy.
Every day is like this.
Everything is what it seems.
I wish life were fair.
No one knows where we go after this.
No one really knows where.
Thanks.
But no thanks.
I’ve had enough.
Other Side
This isn’t what I thought it would be.
It’s clean.
But it’s a fantasy.
I wish I had a family.
One day, maybe.
I wish for a change.
But it’s not enough.
I need to get out of here.
Far away.
A lake with calm waters.
For a change.
But it’s not enough.
Fascinating to be here.
Because it’s all a distant memory.
Now, I’m clean.
No scars.
No hurting.
The aches are gone.
The misery.
All apart of me.
But now I don’t need anything.
No Problem Solved
It never happened,
Immortality.
So close but not close enough.
A killing instead.
Of me.
I have no belongings,
Everything I have is this life.
Is me.
Now I have the upperhand,
Now, everyone else can’t have me.
I hope they all will understand.
I win the game.
I’ve won.
There was no problem.
I solved it.
I didn’t have to play the game of life.
Exit Here
Exit signs everywhere.
Exit here.
Exit there.
I’ve got to make my exit now.
I won’t be making it back to this highway again.
Because of this Cardinal sin.
My eternal suffering can exit my soul.
With just one simple choice to end it myself.
Display the emotions.
Formulaic factions.
I have nothing more to give.
No exit - no comfort.
No psychological urges.
I can finally be happy.
Dinner with a Friend (Grim Reaper)
My severed head I walk around with.
Look up to me.
While I admire death.
There’s only pain and suffering.
Every once in a while there’s joy.
An abstract beauty in a world of pain.
I adore.
Well, now it’s poetry to my ears.
To see the great beyond.
I’m here and I’m staying.
I’ve made it.
I guess a sunset is a painting.
There’s a palette of beauty.
In an early death.
Why am I not surprised it happened so fast?
It wasn’t meant to last.
It’s over.
No other.
In the dirt.
No one hurt.
A rebirth.
No.
Just another skull,
Materializing into earth.
I Wish For an End
Goddamn heart never stops.
I’ve tried everything to finish it.
Fried fatty foods, cigarettes, no exercise.
Everything except a gunshot or jumping off a building.
But maybe soon.
All I know is I wish for an end.
Is that so much to ask?
I don’t know and I don’t think so.
I’m weak.
There’s nothing left here for me anyway.
I’m trapped in a body I don’t want or deserve.
Goddamn brain never stops.
I’ve tried everything to finish it.
Terrible music, terrible movies, terrible books.
Terrible poetry.
Instead I get awarded for my contributions.
What takes me no effort to do and I get called an artist.
I wish I could.
Counterintuitive possibilities.
Suicidal Tendencies.
I’m still not flying.
So I drag my feet across your lawn.
Give me a medical review.
Judge my case.
I’ll appeal it to the end.
Until I’m dead.
Crushed Dreams
I just wanted to be somebody.
Now, I’m somebody else.
I never thought I’d be alone.
But here I am.
I wish I’d known my own thoughts.
Before I threw them all away.
My crushed dreams are me.
I’m one and alone with all of them.
There’s no more dreams.
I’d hate to have more.
The registration of my demolition.
My brains and my body.
Annihilated and immigrated into dirt.
I’m not worth it and neither is any of this.
All my dreams were just dreams.
I don’t deserve to get lucky.
It’s all fun and games until reality hits.
Then bills need paying and I’m broke.
What’s funny is I’m broke all the time anyway.
Why?
To be a fucking artist.
So some asshole can get lucky.
And here I am working a shit job to pay the bills.
Life’s not fair unless I’m pulling hairs.
I wish for dreams to never come true for me or for you.
It All Began
A superhero is a human being.
Nothing hurts, not even bullets.
What about a noose?
Self-inflicted means relief.
Now I’m a debt cleared by the banking institution.
It’s true.
It all began when life became valuable.
Suddenly, a price is put on it.
And one is prettier than the others.
So the pretty ones get sold.
And in this fantasy no one is a whore.
Except the living.
It all began with being property.
Having value.
Quality.
A human being is a superhero.
Nothing hurts, not even bullets.
What about a noose?
Self-inflicted means relief.
Under Pressure
It must be so nice to be me.
All I have to do is take it easy.
Even when others starve.
It’s so easy to turn a blind eye.
As long as it’s not me.
I can enjoy my life.
Who cares, really?
Who cares?
Really.
It must be cool to be me.
All I have to do is fake being immune.
Nothing bothers me.
There’s no pressure to act.
We’re all actors, right?
As long as it’s not me.
I can enjoy my life.
Who cares, really?
Who cares?
Really.
It must be so fun to be me.
All I have to do is… cry.
Even when others… die.
It’s so easy to not care.
As long as it’s not me.
I can enjoy my life.
Who cares, really?
Who cares?
Really.
Started Well
Celebrations and birds flying high.
I don’t remember ever being so happy.
Then I got a brain, and my happiness left.
I never thought it would be something that fails.
But it did and now I’m now done.
Oh, wait.
It looks like I have to deal with it all.
For a very long time.
It hurts me the most.
And I can’t even give it to anyone else.
While they have celebrations.
With their birds flying oh so high.
I’m dirt beneath their feet.
I was the revolution.
I can’t be the absolution.
If I’m forgotten.
Enjoy your freedom.
Mine is in another place.
Far from here.
Monday, October 8, 2018
Luck of the Irish
A loving soul I've seen with mine.
As we ate and drank and stayed merry,
Her attention left our side,
As a dog was walked by.
I pointed it out.
She blushed her gorgeous cheeks,
Light red.
I'm in heaven,
I breathed.
We went for a stroll,
With our city.
There were turtles.
Everywhere.
She cares for animals.
What a woman she is.
Her heat radiates,
From her big heart.
She's so loving,
I feel at peace.
Not tormented anymore.
I fell almost immediately.
Her loving soul reached out,
And passed into mine.
I felt love.
How good it felt.
To be alive.
I got lucky,
To have this day.
A beautiful soul connected,
To me.
I can't let go,
Of this goodness.
I'm addicted to good fortune.
In her.
Thursday, February 1, 2018
Cream and sweetener
Or at home, after waking up from an afternoon nap.
Coffee?
At 3pm?
ARE YOU INSANE?
Unless you like your stomach pain,
Try a cup of fresh brewed tea.
Trust me, nobody wants you jumping like a blubbering whale that's beached.
Do yourself a favor.
Yes, there's caffeine in it,
But not like half a line of cocaine.
Which you definitely don't need either.
Black tea is brown.
Green tea is yellow.
White tea is golden.
Herbal tea is rain water.
So really it's brown tea, yellow tea, golden tea.
And hot rain.
Don't be like me and use a microwave to heat your tea.
In England they could arrest you for it.
And throw your tea bag out before drinking.
It's a public nuisance and disturbance of the peace.
Also, it's gross.
Sunday, December 31, 2017
Mixing red, yellow, and blue
So I only look for a moment at a time.
A lovely bird singing her song of joy or sadness,
She can be ready to fly or ready to create a nest,
Of baby birds.
She is one of a kind.
Have you ever noticed a woman's voice,
Is like a song she sings when she speaks and you are in love?
Tuesday, December 5, 2017
Bananahead
Big yellow fruit.
Cylinders with narrow tips.
Curved at the ends.
Sexual fruit,
But not by their design.
Our views and our design.
Phallic.
Monkeys eat bananas.
So do humans.
This gives us relationship.
Bananas are healthy and sweet.
Potassium is plenty in a banana.
Most people eat one banana.
But have you ever tried to eat one right after another?
Women eating bananas is considered sexy by hormonal men.
Some men eating bananas can be sexy too, considered by other hormonal men.
Bananas go good with peanut butter and a glass of milk.
Elvis likes peanut butter, banana and bacon sandwiches.
Don't get me started with plantains.
Tuesday, October 31, 2017
When We Get Spooky
Desperately not seeking attention,
Yet I'm found.
This always happens and I won't turn it down.
A man sees me and points his camera at me.
"Can I take your picture?"
I feign a smile.
"Sure."
I go to West Hollywood every year.
On Halloween.
This year, again, alone.
Sometimes a friend accompanies me.
Many times I make new acquaintances out on the street.
I go whether anyone is with me or not.
People-watching is a pastime of mine.
I enjoy anonymity.
Another camera, and then a camera phone.
They like what I've brought to the Carnival.
I like making things doper than dope.
And not spending more than a few dollars on it.
The usuals are there.
I see a Superman, a Batman, a Flash.
I see a naughty kitten, the half-naked kind.
My eyes try not to make contact.
She looks down at her cleavage anyway.
I'm caught.
I try not to make eye contact with her and move on.
She's probably trouble.
There's usually a few people in stilts as high as 10 feet tall,
And men dressed as women.
The gay men dress in leotards and the straight men dress as buff heroes.
Many people there tonight.
Most arrived late because of work during the day.
Tonight I'm a mix of Ace Frehley, Chad Gray from the "Dig" music video, a Slipknot member, and a punk rocker.
I carried my Guitar Hero guitar with me as I walked up and down Santa Monica Boulevard.
Some people brought their children along.
Even though all the web sites and forums say not to bring them.
Maybe some people don't get the news.
Maybe some just don't care and show the world to their kids.
Maybe that's a good thing.
I wonder if I ever have children what I would do.
A black woman walking the other way from me inches closer.
She gets close and starts playing my guitar.
I smile and nod.
At least she's having fun.
A man stands out in the crowd with a Jack O Lantern bag.
He's handing things out.
I go over and hold my hand out.
He gives me three condoms.
"Be safe tonight!" he says.
I wanted candy and I'm mildly disappointed.
I see myself in the mirror of a frame store.
I've painted myself and my beard in whiteface.
The opposite of blackface, which is considered racist.
I wonder if anyone else has this thought.
A white woman sees me and makes the sound of a guitar whammy bar.
"WEEEOOOOOOOW!" she exclaims.
I don't know what to say so I smile and nod as I walk off.
What a glorious night.
I'll never get bored with Halloween.
Monday, September 18, 2017
Cleanse
Either stop it,
Or let it consume you.
But there's no way to stop it,
A complete genocide of spores is impossible.
But I have plenty of bleach.
I have it on strong authority:
The strongest natural fibers in the universe,
Are Iranian chin, ear, and nose hairs.
Adamantium won't stand a chance.
I've tested this out,
On myself.
Laboratory specs be damned.
I cut myself on my own.
These hairs cut through me,
Razorebladed in lifetimes.
I embrace the complexity.
The stench of my armpits.
Smell it.
Au natarale.
For at least five minutes,
Until I'm dried.
Inhale the essence of man.
Dirty feet,
Hairy.
Testosterone pumping.
All in one small spot.
I call mine.
I guess it's time to clean the shower.
Wednesday, August 30, 2017
Genetics
Social class?
Some bodies.
Doing nothing,
Until death comes.
Low class?
People with ambition.
No class?
Freedom from ambition.
Just human.
Trying to get by.
And follow dreams.
Make them a reality.
Discrimination.
We all discriminate too.
We all discriminate you.
Nepotism leads to inbreeding.
Blood bonds.
Too bad,
It's all Pangea.
Never do anything,
And never make it very far.
Others get lucky,
And actually use potential.
But not you.
Others have been leeches.
Inheriting earth,
By the work of the meek.
Perceptions of power.
Tolerated.
Without that perception...
Weak.
Genetically engineered,
Brought up in family shadow.
But not a winner,
Either way.
Anyway.
Love.
Compassion.
Strength.
There's class somewhere in there.
Try it.
You might like it.
Friday, August 18, 2017
Bad Poetry Day
Buy high,
Tuesday, August 15, 2017
World's Best Comedian
I'm not a comedian.
Or a writer.
Even though,
It's all a joke written.
I remain the same.
And I have little need,
Of disapproval by you.
What I do need is a pen,
And some paper.
Maybe the new iMac.
Yes! That'll make me.
A better comedian.
My jokes will write themselves!
I guess nothing matters,
If everything is OK.
And there is no drama.
Monday, August 14, 2017
Fight
Just joking.
Take the punch.
Was a caveman once.
Now I'm being primped,
Enjoying the fight.
Reminds me of what I am.
My developed-monkey brain,
A brute.
A beast that fights,
And flights,
Going against?
Which is stronger.
Sunday, August 13, 2017
Looking Up
A path.
I must take it.
And continue.
A request?
Resiliency ingrained.
On ground.
Resistance by choice.
To fly away.
My choice.
Nature will provide.
And guide.
Silver
Together,
We kept warm.
Something,
Perceptions,
A complete,
Lucky.
Me.
Heal,
Trust,
Strength.
Saturday, August 12, 2017
Flat
But it seems I'm a real comedian.
When life is a joke,
And I'm the punchline.
Looking around...
Staring into a device.
All day.
And another device,
When I get home.
What's real is perception.
And the power it plays on mortal men and women.
The other side is just as boring.
Because it's false.
The side that's true is my side.
Just as the sun sets and the moon is already there waiting.
I'm awoke, ready to illuminate.