Pashang's Work "Haloo"

A collection of Pashang Salehi's art, poetry, etc.

The Watch Maker…

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Let me be, leave me alone, I’m Him, I’m alone.

I’m in pain; let me be, let me be, on my own.

 All the time, every night, I see their vanished sights.

Let me be, being alone, tired of silent nights.

In this world of darkness, I feel pain and sadness.

Nothing there in my heart only beats emptiness.

In this sad cave of time, I suffered from my crime.

I suffered with this pain; pain is there all the time.

Time is pain; I feel trapped, I cannot face the fact.

Who am I? Watchmaker, I don’t know how to act.

Fault me not if I did what I did on my own,

I am here, lonely nights, sleepless, all alone.

What I did in my mind I made it partly blind.

I made it for my sake, what I hoped yet to find.

I have dreamt of the sun; shining sun seemed like fun. 

No more fear, no more fright, a good deed I have done.

With the light, I can see a luscious land full of trees,

shining jewels, red and green, dancing with morning breeze.

I made birds fly too high, no more pain, no more cry.

Rainbow near, out of clouds, oceans there in the sky.

I made grapes; I made wine; holy wine suits me fine.

I made drunks; I am drunk; drunks, to me, are divine.

I gave love; I gave truth to all men’s sins of youth.

I gave life, I gave death, I gave all reckless truth.

I shall sleep all night long to have dreams of the light.

If I wake up tonight, all your days will be night.

I need you more than I; if you live, I don’t die,

Who is it? You or I; if we’re one, both can fly.

Am I drunk, maybe mad? Let me be, I’ll be glad.

Don’t wake me. I’ll be mad, knowing that you feel bad.

12/7/17 Haloo