By: Cyrus Mahan In the sky of azure, beats of hearts ignite,Stars gleam for us, in the deep of night.Our homeland renews, in youth's bright light,For a future that's clear, and ever so bright,For a future that's clear, and full of insight. In our souls, a fiery passion does blaze,Like Arash's arrow, through the haze.A... به خواندن ادامه دهید →
In Pursuit of Tomorrow by: Cyrus Mahan To those whose hearts knew love's embrace,In pursuit of our tomorrow's trace,Drank deeply from the sunset's red grace,In evenings bitter, a sunlit face,In evenings bitter, a sunlit face. Oh, my ally, in love's fervent chase,For this affection, I earnestly pace,In the name of my daughter, my Iran's face,In... به خواندن ادامه دهید →
The Minibus: A Turn of Fate – By: Cyrus Mahan
The Minibus: A Turn of FateIn memory of Azim Rezaee and Siavash SalehiBy: Cyrus Mahan In a remote corner of the country's sultry south, where the sun blazed down mercilessly, lay a prison shrouded in desolation. Here, within its grim and towering walls, the inmates were occasionally afforded a brief respite: a chance to step... به خواندن ادامه دهید →
The Eucalyptus Leaves
By: Cyrus Mahan Rain began its relentless descent at noon, a deluge as if the very belly of the sky had shattered, spilling its contents in an unceasing torrent. The streets, already riddled with potholes, transformed into miniature lakes, their surfaces disturbed only by the incessant drumming of raindrops. It was one of those days... به خواندن ادامه دهید →
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