http://slow.writerscafe.org/NimaHope1969 The original writings of author Nima.Hope en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775973878 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I loved someoneFor quite a long timeI met her when I was just tenwe were kids and raw back thenI fell for her the moment I saw herI wonder how a kid could be such a loverI told her about my love or crush, whateverShe said she loved me back, I believed herThen she left the city and my heart was broke.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2911048/ Nightmares of a daydreamer As he woke up,his eyes were wandering:"Wasn't it real?The moments of bliss,were all fiction?"The shocking awakenings,had become his routine,No room was left in his heart,To put some hope in.As he saw his close ones turn rot,he wondered if it was all planned,As if the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2905838/ What I resisted to accept..... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2902118/ Summer goes byas slowly as a snailwhile my soul wants to fly.Sun shines brutally in the middle-east,yet I'm of those folks who still have faithto see the day the region is cleared of beasts.There's not much of hobbies to dothey all result to boredomstill it's a blessing to know a queenwhose taking c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2899508/ He walks on the roofas he watches the prospect of hopewanders while looking for a proofHis friends call him John DoeA man whose routine is tip toeHe no more cares for a goalas he doubts the good in his soul http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2894885/ Kafka was right,it's not "leaving" itself,that causes pain and sorrow,but it's the fact thathow easily people abandoneach other, memories and leave it all behind.At this time of night,as Chopin and Schubertcaress the cells of my ear,I can see the reason of my pain,so clear.One can understandthe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2893398/ I apologize. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2893191/ It's 7 in the eveningas I recall you leaving,I start to think of this month, Maywhen at first I seemed so happy and gay.Oh I'm saddened to see thiswhat happened to me it'sa story of love that failed.I thought you were a lover,not a careless mean rover,wish you told me a great deal of lie,but instead.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2892499/ O darling,my sweetheart,you, the blushing girl of hopehow can I stand watching you suffer?From all the material world,If I have nothing to love,then I assure youthat my love for you will never die.My homeland,the palace of poetry,whether they call you Persia,whether they call you Iran,I'll be always.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2887266/ I'm a modern manoh baby,you've got to believe meAll my problems,are new to man!I'm a modern man,oh darling, don't you see?I've got everything,a phone, a carI go to a luxury bar!I don't own a home,I pay my rent and then listen tomy favorite song,"Like a Rolling  Stone".I'm a modern man,I know wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2882095/ Inspired by the failed marriage of a close friend. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2877308/ And his eyes smiled,then he lighted up a cigarette,Looked up at the sky,and began to narrate.A man of experience he was,although the last time I saw him,He had just lived half a century.Have you seen a mangoing to war while he was 14?A bullet hole was on his face,healed through the time,but left it'.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2875350/ The twenty-first century began,with dreams of living life in space.Lonely, not alonehumans are,did we find happiness on Earth?The more better our phones become,the less we communicate.Do you call a message or two,"Communication"?!I miss them,those honest companionships,bac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2874715/ Dedicated to Monsieur Chopin http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2865783/ There's an Autumn placewhere I'll stand with youarm in arm,hand in handWhere we belong, accompanied by serenity.In that Autumn place,my heart beats just for you,my tongue is honest with you,my hands are caressing you.We'll cuddle through the leavesas I kiss you tenderly,smiling......Yes, no cro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2864813/ For the loneliest superhero....... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2864514/ An Acrostic for Mehdi Yarrahi, the prisoned Iranian singer who stands beside his people against the tyrannical regime. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2861820/ In loving memory of The Shah and His father http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2858101/ Dedicated to her, my first love ever http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2857947/ To whom I will dedicate this poem one day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2857706/ From Farhad to Princess Shirin http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2857297/ My Requiem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2856991/ Many thoughts in my head,fears,pride,panic,Pictures of the past, drawings of the futureTrue, it's a mixture of mind gamesAs the sun loses it's brightness,Again I am drowned,In my thoughts of a forbidden,unrequited lovePoetry, is my instrumentTo tell her banned feelings of mineI always wonder what sh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2854792/ Under the moonlight,With the whispers of A passing wind,I can hear you laughing,Hear you needless from meFar away from meWhat can I do to be loved more?What can I do to gain your attention,Gain your absolute respect?I told the lovers' wind,To blow a kiss for you,From a waiting heart,Yet the win.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2853664/ And your eyes,The desert of sole sincerity,The field for my solitude,The sea for my meditation,The beach for the ship ofMy awaiting  Simple,Not sophisticated,Life is,The interpreter is not wiseTo go through the mazeEnough for my peace,For my greed,A library, a sofaAnd a coffee maker are,Wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2852869/ Once, I was A man of routineI could sit,with a bunch of books And study and read for hoursI didn't need Music, Poetry and moviesThose days,I was following the society,I was a follower, with peaceI guess that's the reasonMany people follow religionNow,I am a wandering soul,Full of feelings,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2851566/ To the Immortal Beloved http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2850708/ A tribute to Professor Maryam Mirzakhani http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2850473/ From Nima to dear Frederic http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2849786/ In the loving memory of Andy Williams and Audrey Hepburn:) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2849107/ Sometimes I'm really scaredOf future, of my past Sometimes I don't knowTo cry or shout,So I writeSometimes I blame myselfFor not doing the perfect thingThen I find myself comfortingThe tired,wounded soul of mineSometimes I feel I need a companyA true oneSomeone, who doesn't judge meLike many do.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2848534/ I want a large wooden houseSurrounded by a beautiful lakeLocated near sharp mountainsAccompanied by nature's beauty,Just for the two of usI want to take her thereMake her laugh,make her smileMake her forget, all the troubles She went throughI want to swim thereWith her companyWatching the cold .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2846565/ The night Iheard you, my dearI chased youlike a thirsty deerI ran sofast to reach the lakeBut I didn’tfind you for god’s sake! Where areyou my one and only angel?Why don't you sing to meLike amiraculous nightingale? Where areyou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2843286/ Honesty is as hard as doubtIt is as soft as a kissIt is as sad as the loss Honesty was trickyWas impossible to doLike a father choosing which childHe wants to go to heaven withHonesty was a caring girl who  a stranger asked her "whichof your parents, do you l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2842458/ Dedicated to the patriot and caring ruler of the middle-east http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2841966/ Dedicated to the most special one http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2840743/ Dedicated to Dr.Farhad Meysami http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2840488/ Who will......... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2834601/ To all the Iranians fighting for freedom. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2834325/ I must.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2833057/ There's a lot to say http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2831576/ God I wish I were in AmericaSeeing my sister without being afraidto be killed because of HijabThe high priced libertyseems too far for IranSaw my people fightingagainst the dictator kingthrough bloody photos of the pastWalked in the street with a photo of the kingan old man saw me andin a sudden bur.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2831027/ Help Iran! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2828467/ Dedicated to the beloved. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2828427/ Nothing more to say http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2827868/ Hope wins! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2827371/ A dream come true http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2826872/ When mirror shows the truth, don't break it, break yourself. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2826500/ who knows better? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2826229/ Thanks to Chopin! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/NimaHope1969/2825424/