All the Colors of the Dawn

A Poem by Payman Akhlaghi

All the Colors of the Dawn
A Poem by Payman Akhlaghi Afresh, arrived The new year, With a knowing gaze, With a crescent smile, With a kind wink, With a caring voice, Carrying A sweet basket Of melodies, Adorned with cheese, And my favorite bottle of wine… …and I’ve already Begun to feel Speechless, Discovered, Like a man, caught In a transparent armor! I’ve begun to feel That sometimes When the tongue fails,
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All the Colors of the Dawn

A Poem by Payman Akhlaghi

When the pen’s stuck, Maybe, it’s a good sign! I’ve begun to feel That from this gasp A poem will be born, As a geyser yet to burst, To splash a rainbow, Made from the cries Of dormant years, Dyed with the passion Of pregrnant words. I’ve begun to feel That sometimes Sadness bears inside The seeds of a joy, And silence carries within The notes Of a melody, Of a song, Of a chord. I’ve begun to feel That sometimes Butterflies
© Copyright: 2010, Payman Akhlaghi. All rights reserved. Page 2 of 3 Original Poem / Lyrics: © 2010, Payman Akhlaghi. All rights reserved. N.B.: The author is himself a composer. This publication is intended as an introduction to his poetry, and as a preview of his songs in progress. Please read and hopefully enjoy this poem; but you may not set it to music, or print, copy or distribute it – physically, digitally, or through any other means – or use it in any other form, or for any other purpose, commercial or otherwise. Thank you.

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All the Colors of the Dawn

A Poem by Payman Akhlaghi

Could take you To a garden of roses, With a petal as red As pomegranate seeds, Upon which rests A morning dew, Through which You could see All the colors Of the sun. I’ve begun to feel That right then, Gates will shut On a flood of words, Until the walls fall For the words To fill a world…
Original Poem / Lyrics: © 2010, Payman Akhlaghi. All rights reserved. N.B.: The author is himself a composer. This publication is intended as an introduction to his poetry, and as a preview of his songs in progress. Please read and hopefully enjoy this poem; but you may not set it to music, or print, copy or distribute it – physically, digitally, or through any other means – or use it in any other form, or for any other purpose, commercial or otherwise. Thank you.

Sunday, September 12, 2010 Los Angeles Revised, September 24, 2010

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