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Poem written by Nilofar Mehrin: A Song For "The Blue Eyed" one




" Song for the Blue eyed one"






 Painting . Nilofar Mehrin
70x50 water colour 1979/80


Can i ask you blue eyed one /
 What lies beyond your vision?/
  I am searching the world/
For the possible answers /
i am the one who is pursueing/ the fading lights and shadows / of a civilization.
 Oh BEyed one/ Let us/ Step one step beyond / This thing called "reality" / In order to learn to live with a dreaming heart./

My BEyed friend/  Has a clear rational eye / which can see beyond/ all the dark organic curtainsThe BEyed one has a pagan "Here & Now"/Religion/ He sticks to life / As if he were eternally /Glued/ To /It./  He likes the /Clinging tight skirts/ The long slim legs/ All flesh/  Oh BEyed one / Your California swimming pool eyes/ Your Cote D'Azure; Majorca/ Cool ,Cool gaze/ Reflect innocent indifference/ For my/ Existance./ Even though/
You seem to care/ For my passionate struggle/
You say that it is/ Proven Scientifically
That even mosquitoes
Know
 How to fly
Automatically
They don't have to have a degree
Or even study for a PHD
It is the law of the third eye
that is
knowing what you only know yourself
I was telling you
about the subconscious
which constantly shines like the sun
It feels like a warm embrace
it hangs in the breeze
like swinging coloured Chromosomes
 Long gliding strands
Floating off near roof tops
Like' fresh clean linen
While in my
mysterious dark pockets
i find
The deep urge
which pushes me
Straight in your direction




I was desiring
Your Technology and Fun
Your glamorous days
So that
Like  a
Drug
pouring
in
my
veins
 I
Could
Forget
About
My messy
& melting
Left & right
Hemissheres
Perhaps i could
take
a
pill
and
forget ....
The Little Squares of Time
That is Life seconds
Rushing off
towards
the past
I want to
Capture
"The Little Running Squares"
I want to
mail it
packed
in a fantastic
packet
To some one i know


oh! please pour your
Atlantic Ocean
Pacific waters too
all over my boiling
far-fetched fantasy;


it is like
when you try LSD
 Or reading a book
In an enclosed garden
You feel
rested
& in a vision
 you see yourself
standing
beside
 A singing fountain
soothing on a summers day
with red water melons
For
Lust.

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