Your love is beautiful as a painted lily,
As a moon in darkness, as honesty.
Your love is sunset,
It’s neither golden, nor red_
Like a rose… no, a star,
It’s near although it seems far.
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Mozhgan MAHJOOB (poet, writer; Afghanistan) was born in 1992 to an intellectual family in Kabul. She studied English Literature at Herat University and although she writes in Persian, the majority of her creative work is written in English. She received the top rank among twelve thousand students in 2010 at a competition for writing the best essay and short story.
Your love is beautiful as a painted lily, media_text
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میتوان در ژرفنای یک نگاه
تا به اوج آسمان حتی رسید میتوان در یک نگاه ساده ای درد یک عشق نهانی را کشید میتوان با دیدن یک ارغوان حس شگفتن را بیدار ساخت میتوان در اقیانوس آبی عشق پاکی... media_text
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She always wished media_text
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در تابستان بارانم تو هستی همان ابری بهارانم تو هستی
منم آن ماهی نیم جان ساحل بیا دریا که آبشارم تو هستی تویی تنها دلیل زنده گانی طلوع صبح... media_text
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...قایق کوچک ...اقیانوس بی انتها ...من باشم و من ...تنهای تنها media_text
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If a river became road, media_text
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If you come in the fall media_text
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Repeating of a sentence is repeating of life media_text
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دنیا چقدر شیرین بود روزیکه ترا دیدم
رویای من رنگین بود آن روز که ترا دیدم اندر دل من یک بار یک روزنه ای تابید آن نور امید بود روزیکه ترا دیدم روزها گذشت و من اندر طلب رویت عاشق شدم عاشقتر هر روز... media_text
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I am with you wherever you are, media_text
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The weather was extremely cold and snowy. The street was covered by ice and snow. Everyone was in a hurry to gohome as soon as possible. "Buy a handkerchief for yourself please," said a small boy, his hands... media_text
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You are my heart, you are my soul; media_text
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