Poems by Hassan Basiri

Hassan Basiri
 
Hassan Basiri is an Iranian poet and English language instructor from Dashtestan County in the south of Iran. His poems has appeared in different journal of literature in Iran and across the borders.
 
 
(1)
 
Our kisses
Are being harvested
Little by little
And you think
There’s nothing left to say
Nothing
Oh…
This has dreadfully
Assassinated our red and green memories
A scythe of indifference.
 
 
(2)
 
When getting lonely at night
Till morning
I lean on the shoulders of your imagination
Soft
The fragrance of your body
 
With every breathe
Amorously
Putting my lips on yours
On the edge of words’ headlands
 
My fingers play the Taar
With every fiber of your hair
 
And the poetry books become useless
When you sing
 
Your hands are not prayers
They’re welcoming invitations
Looking for an embracement
 
There has always been something
In you
Looking at me
Warmly
As if it knows
The story of our kisses.
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