http://slow.writerscafe.org/Reza112 The original writings of author Reza Farhamand en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776105017 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15  In a forsaken land I resideDeserts and dry lands all aroundNobody is here to have besideMany times it was fear I found. I jailed myself in meSpeechless, tired and goneNo hope is in life, I can see Life is the story of hit and run T.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reza112/1268071/  When God created me with passionHe says, “So blessed be God, the best of the creators”I’m a man to be called after a fashionAm I that eminent to have such vindicators? God wanted me to be, the best of the bestBut all I made in the world was me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reza112/1267287/ Night coveredmy sky and you’re not aroundTears aredancing on the stage of the faceThe audiencesof your hands don’t make a soundThis stage is full untilyou come to efface http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reza112/1267280/ In a derelictchest, remained a lonely painful heart,Once love wasthe only passerbyThe moments ofjoy and jubilanceRegulated itsexistenceSince a hurricaneof infidelity cheated on himThe passerbywas hurt and decided to goHe went away there’snothing to say http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reza112/1267279/