BAMDAD

The Freedom

2009-08-26T01:27:00.000-07:00

I want air

Air with freedom

I want bread

Bread with freedom

I want faith

Faith with freedom

I want hope

Hope with freedom

I want love

Love with freedom

I want freedom

Freedom with freedom

The Being

2009-03-06T08:23:00.000-08:00

What were you?

The way you were

Was not really the way I thought you were

What was I?

The way I was

Was not really the way you thought I was

The Break Down

2008-05-13T02:00:00.000-07:00

How easy they break you down
Those who break down easy

The Name

2008-03-18T22:00:00.000-07:00

Through a thousand skies above my head
Only a bird flies
And across a thousand fields beneath my feet
Only a flower grows
Like a wind I blow
And like a cloud I arrive
To rain
I wish I could help
To move out the pain
And tomorrow
The sun will shine
And yet
You are not mine
And tomorrow
Who knows
What will lies ahead
Through a thousand skies above my head
Only a bird flies
And across a thousand fields beneath my feet
Only a flower grows
And tomorrow
Tell me when will we meet
And the sun will shine
And yet again
You are not mine
Not mine

The Emptiness

2007-12-08T01:30:00.000-08:00

Empty of you
You who were empty
So the result is the same
Empty
Of emptiness
It means
You
Never
Were

The Part

2007-10-06T00:30:00.000-07:00

I partially understand
And I partially don't
There are many things
That I want to do
For you
And many things
That I want to say
In a way
I partially will
And I partially won't

The Way

2007-08-13T01:40:00.000-07:00

Hey!
It is not the way
If you may
I would say
Hey!
Have you started a good day?
For that ofcourse I would pray
But,hey!
The sky above my head is still gray
And you do not seem to have any attention to pay
So hey!
I would say
If I may
It is certainly not the way
Not the way

The No

2007-05-28T01:40:00.000-07:00

I'm sick and tired of you guys
Why don't you pull off your disguise

You thought you've made me a fool
But I always played by the rule

Now I can't take it any more
I'll stand up and throw you out the door

I wouldn't resist if I were you
You don't have the balls to fight me through

It's finished,over,and you're gone
You won't exist when I'm done

Just take your empty lives and go
If you ask to stay the answer is no

The Bread

2006-12-28T01:00:00.000-08:00

One bread
a day
for every man

Till this is not the way
the name of man
is not a name
but just a title
we have given us
without a reason

Till this is not the way
the name of this planet
is not earth
either

The Gun

2006-11-24T00:50:00.000-08:00

For a fistful of dollars
the hero killed the bad gunners

He came to the town with no name
he left it behind just the same

He was so proud of his gun
he used it as if it was fun

He played a big role in their life
he saved the man and his wife

He brought to the town some good change
he shot a few at close range

He atlast made the final scene
he stayed the man he had been

For a fistful of dollars
the hero killed the mad gunners

The Car

2006-10-02T01:00:00.000-07:00

I loved my car
It was the best vehicle in the whole world
It had four complete wheels
That went round and round and round
It had a perfect design
So every one knew
That the car was mine
The lights in the front were too white
And those on the back too red
It was in this car
That for the last time she said:
"I love you"
It was in this car
That for the last time she said:
"I need you"
And it was in this car
That for the last time
She looked at me and said:
"Take care and bye"
I never said thanks
I never said bye
I just drove away and did die
The car was later sold
Because it was almost old
The man on the market asked:
"How old is the car infact"?
My soul instead of me replied:
"I did not know when my body had died"

The Call

2005-12-26T18:00:00.000-08:00

Heaven or hell:
Does it ring a bell
in your ears?
Does it leave you drowned
in the cold cold pool
of tears?
As I pass before these walls
I hear the desperate calls
of the ones in need.
And in the silence of the moments
just an empty heart lies.
Look at their eyes!
Look at their eyes!
Oh indeed:
The next year is coming.
The next year is on.
But the joy of life
for the man and his wife
and the children too
is gone.
Heaven or hell:
Is there anything much
left to tell?

The Cry

2005-10-25T13:00:00.000-07:00

Standing on no ground
under the roof of nothing
the poor cries out loud:
Oh god!
These men came and ripped everything off
and yet it is not enough
why are we so blind?
why are we so blind?
"Are you out of your mind"?
The man in the big car said:
"Keep the change you fool
everyone is just a tool
I saw the writing on the wall
all you should is to give me a call".
But there was a time we could see
what has happend to you and me?
what has happend to you and me?

The Misery

2005-08-31T01:35:00.000-07:00

Drowning in a deep silence,
through the path of luxurious shadows,
there is no way out at all,
no way out.
The prostitute is hanging out all day long.
Nothing seems to pass,nothing seems to end.
How much for the day?
How much for the night?
Just fix the price and the place!
And it is alright;
nothing seems to be wrong,
all day long,
there is no way out of misery.
No way out.

The Extraction

2005-06-29T00:40:00.000-07:00

I reached the human's extraction.
And my share of freedom
was inevitable;
That I have never been in search
for freedom;
It has always been with me;
And so did I
reach the human's extraction.

The Look

2005-05-18T00:25:00.000-07:00

By your quiet behaviour,
by your graceful gait
and your name;
I swear
that I pluck a piece of cloud
from the sky of your eyes
and let loose
in the ambush of the wind;
till hereafter,
not just I
be the chamberlain
of your look's hall.

The Fear

2005-05-03T23:40:00.000-07:00

Suddenly a plane
broke it's sad lump
above my head.

I stare at the dark illusion
of the sky
restless.

There is no trace.

A moment passed
and the feeling of flight changed;
just as the pain
being weighed
different.

Now look!
at the amazement of her eyes
upon the seed of fear
crashing
from the broken ceiling
of the sky.

And look!
at the vibration of the cold roots
crawling
inside the body and the soul
impatient.

The Night

2005-04-27T00:00:00.000-07:00

The crazy time
hangs too heavy;
you drop in yourself
like a stranger;
and the night
is a ruin,
just a ruin.

The Song

2005-03-07T00:30:00.000-08:00

Sing little bird sing!
for your own sake.
The sky is blue,
and my heart too,
and I pour down
on the alleys of the night,
limpid like the spring rain.
And I remain
waiting for the rainbow of dreams.
Tomorrow morning,
the fondler sun will boast
of all those pansies and apple blossoms.
And the sky is blue,
and I have the desire to fly,
the strange desire to fly.
For your own sake;
sing!

The Line

2005-01-02T00:05:00.000-08:00

The big liers are on the line;
they are all doing just fine.

They make silly conversations;
they do a lot for their nations.

They are the greatest promisers;
they get escorted by the officers.

They are so true and believable;
they are not always quite visible.

They are so kind and too caring;
they do not care what you are wearing.

They move around in expensive suits;
they sport and take fresh fruits.

They waste energy during the day;
they make sure you find your own way.

The big liers are on the line;
they rise like the sun and they shine.

The Hope [ For Bahar,a friend whose name is the beginning of life ]

2004-12-20T00:20:00.000-08:00

I write your name in green o green;
on the wet pots of belief and expectation.

Till this hope grows inside me;
to the small brittle sprouts of spring.

The War 2 ( The Prayer )

2004-12-19T00:25:00.000-08:00

In the name of war;
the compassionless and the merciless.

In the name of war;
the one who destroys and is loveless.

In the name of war;
the one who kills the children.

In the name of war;
the one who eliminates all men.

In the name of war;
the one who sets everything on fire.

In the name of war;
the one who shoots at the heart of desire.

In the name of war;
the one who is the enemy of life.

In the name of war;
the one who cuts you like a knife.

In the name of war;
the one who dislikes to wish and to hope.

In the name of war;
the one with whom we can not cope.

In the name of war...

The Table

2004-12-13T00:10:00.000-08:00

The men behind the big round table;
they are always in power and able.

They talk to each other all the time;
they never even do waste a dime.

They make important decisions for you and me;
they know we are blind enough not to see.

They buy and sell what ever they could;
they do not make an exception,or they would.

They drink French cognac and smoke Cuban cigars;
they fancy transportation in American cars.

They shake hands and kiss each other's faces;
they do not leave behind them no traces.

The men behind the big round table;
they are quite in power and able.

The War

2004-12-06T01:55:00.000-08:00

The waves of war roar.
The waves of war roar.
The waves of war roar.

Sergeant shouts in a glorious way:
"let's make it our own special day

hey boys come on now!
we ain't here for fun now

no fucking creature remains alive
move!I wanna watch the show live

we ain't here to think and talk
our orders are to kill and walk

don't let no one in here escape
let me see you're in such a good shape".

And the little girl comes with a flower in her hand;
she wants to join the concert,to join the band.

The brave soldiers open fire at her;
no wonder that she does not care!

Her parents are killed in the bombardment;
when peacefully having dinner in their apartment.

Now everything is finished and the evil is dead;
and sergeant got a medal for what he had led.

The waves of war roar.
The waves of war roar.
The waves of war roar,
in the sea of hatred and more...

The Road

2004-12-05T00:15:00.000-08:00

From which road you return?
Through which road the storm,
that reaches me so dark,
ends?
Along which road the rain,
that pours down on me so cold,
stops?
From which road,
ah,which road,
you return?

The Exile

2004-11-26T00:25:00.000-08:00

You have the strenght to cry,
you have the desperation to reach,
and you have the necessity to see.

Tears form a circle in your eyes,
and farewell is a rainy road
along the exile.

O forever traveller!

Time does not wait for you,
and destination is much invisible;
so,do not travel without a thought,
and do not travel without a word.

O forever traveller!

May the hands of reminiscences
always be with you,
cause danger is ambushing you
in the corner of each alley.

The Escape

2004-11-20T01:30:00.000-08:00

It is late at night,
turn off the light!
I am afraid of the looks usurpation.

The wind blows;
the crazy wind blows towards us
from the mountain side,
and I do not feel in secure.

It is late at night,
and our time is tight;

come on,let us go,
come on!
before the wind reaches us,
we should be gone.

The Toy

2004-11-17T00:25:00.000-08:00

O boy!
What a fabulous toy;
When you touch her,
she sings for you like a doll.
When you talk to her,
she does not hear you at all.
When you put your arms around her,
she does not care,
if you surround her.
And when you leave her in the box,
she says:what the hell,life sucks.
Boy o boy;
What a disastrous toy!

The Solitude

2004-11-15T00:20:00.000-08:00

Till the night opens in your eyes,
till the moon appears on your face,
till the stars in your hair
create a new sensation,
and the breeze
blows upon your air;
let me hang on to my solitude,
let me rise and
smell the blossom of lonelyness.

The Confluence

2004-11-07T00:30:00.000-08:00

The unrestrained clamour
has called the feast of broken dolls
in requisition.

The confused slaves of darkness
uselessly dance away in thirst
of wickedness and joy.

Alas,the night ends,
in poisonous mist of destruction,
before it joins the eternity,
in the confluence of a glance and a mirror.

Alas,the day comes to witness,
the silence of man's sense,
with a bitter farewell kiss,
on the dizzy lips of night.

The Passage

2004-11-02T12:20:00.000-08:00

What a great desire
to break free,
and what a restless delight
to fly at night.

In the limit of a passage
the shadows are raising an uproar;

What a mirage.
What a mirage.

In the haste of a smile
an agitation is running about;

What a great desire,
and what a delusion.
What a hopeless silence,
and what a portionless sensation.

The Nightmare

2004-10-30T22:10:00.000-07:00

What is it darling?
What made you frightened?
I know,
There were just a few gun shots.
Did anyone scream?
Don't be afraid!
It's nothing.
Listen!
You hear the bird singing?
Maybe it's not raining anymore,
maybe tomorrow...
Don't be afraid!
Sleep!

The Narration

2004-10-30T11:40:00.000-07:00

I hear the sound of irons rough collision,
the sound of heavy contact of those cold surfaces,
and this sound
has always been with me
since my child hood,
and it's strange sad echo
yet grafts my moments
to the past.
Ah,
what a disaster this ascension is;
I am the son of steel age,
but my heart is not made of steel,
my arms can not even bear
the burden of villainy,
my body breaks,
and I have never been
the incarnation of old heroes,
and yet never will be
the hero of beautiful tales;
this is my narration.

The Dream

2004-10-23T12:30:00.000-07:00

Come with me!
I sit you on the leaf
of my dream-plant,
and grow you
to the land of cotton clouds.
There,
you will take a ride
on a piece of cloud,
and luminous,
return to your own land.

The Promise

2004-10-21T09:50:00.000-07:00

If it was in my power,
from the green garden of happiness,
I would fetch an eternal bloom,
and left it in the glassy vase of your heart.

And if it was in my power,
from the blue sky of soundness,
I would catch an immortal bird,
and freed it in the papery cage of your mind.

And if we were there,
from the warm shore of kindness,
I would pick an ancient shell,
and with a tie of promises,
hung it from your neck.

And if freedom,
was not more than a word,
we would never let it fall out,
from the tip of our tongues.

The Distance

2004-10-20T11:30:00.000-07:00

Over my sea,
which is always stormy;
to your delta,
which is quiet and untroubled;
only the sky can witness;
only the sky can say:
how the fishes of my waters,
have seen the sands of your shore
in their dreams;
to warmly accept their death,
and their infants,
turn in to the amphibian
that demand the sea,
as much as the shore.

From my sea
to your delta;
the distance is a life
to a death.

The Mirage

2004-10-18T10:51:00.000-07:00

Everything I thougth true,
was nothing but a mirage;

My faith in you,
was an escape from me.