WHAT IS IN THE ABYSS OF A KISS?

“I open my eyes.
I want to know:
what is in the abyss of a kiss?
Are stars born in these black caves
that house bated breaths and unspoken words?
Do our souls crawl on these tender cheeks
to greet one another by ivory gates?
What happens when we kiss?
Where do you go?
Don’t tell me.
For I have lost my desire to know.
Kiss me
so that I forget myself.
I close my eyes
and fall in the abyss.”

Kamand Kojouri

I FIND MYSELF DRUNK IN THE STREETS AGAIN

“I find myself drunk in the streets again.
A glass of wine and so my thoughts begin.
I smile at passersby to and fro,
Faces like blank slates minutes ago,
Now emotions readily painted on canvases:
Grief, despair, joy, and madnesses.

At this time, the clouds are sweating sweet water
And you can smell the scent of each corner:
Fish, dirt, rotten apples, and burning tyres.
Close your eyes here to smell all your heart desires.
Everything is more colourful when you’re not yourself.
So long as you’re sound body and mind, you have your wealth.

I am no longer treading but fleeting.
Birds singing, bicycle bells ringing.
I have lost my way but not my heart.
Have my head, those two are apart.
Take care, dear city. I must soon head home.
Until tomorrow night, when again I will roam.”

Kamand Kojouri

BEAUTY

“Beauty is
dad kissing mom’s hand when it cramps.
Beauty is
seeing a Persian woman dance.
Ugly is not the absence of beauty.
Ugly
is the inability to identify it.
The inability
to be surprised by it.
It is the persistent reluctance
to be made a child by it.
Beauty is
simply
the manifestation of
love.”

Kamand Kojouri

FOR ME

“For me,
you are fresh water
that falls from trees
when it has stopped raining. For me,
you are cinnamon that lingers
on the tongue and gives
bitter words
sweetening.
For me, you are the scent of
violins and vision
of valleys
smiling.
And still,
for me, your loveliness never ends.
It traverses
the world
and finds its
way back to me.
Only
me.”

Kamand Kojouri

COME TO ME

“Come to me.
Why must you ruin this moment?
You are burdened with thought.
Burdened with the past
and expectations of the future.
You are burdened with your self.
Cast these aside
by laughing at yourself.
And love,
for what more is there than to love me?
Take me now
and let it be heaven for us.”

Kamand Kojouri

THEY TELL US

“They tell us the only way to move on
is to forget.
“Forgive,” they say.
Realise that you deserve better.
That maybe they
deserve better.
You can’t fight fire with fire.
Extinguish it once and for all.
“Do not look back,” they say.
They don’t tell you that
only one thing is needed.
Only one:
love.
When you are filled to the brim with love,
you only emanate love.
You become lover and
love itself.
Only then will you love
even the very people
you wish to hate.”

Kamand Kojouri

WORRY NOT

“Worry not
if you’re in darkness
and the void draws you in.
This isn’t the place we go to die for ever.
It’s where we are born
and our stories begin.”

Kamand Kojouri

SMILE

“I have died at the ripe age of twenty.
Smile, for the world didn’t get a chance to disappoint me.

I have died at the mature age of ninety.
Smile, for my life was more than satisfying.

I have died suddenly — out of the blue.
Smile, for I didn’t have to fall ill before you.

I have died from a long illness.
Smile, for I had the chance to say goodbye.

I did not want to leave this Earth.
But smile, for I am still here among you.

Why are you crying?
Can you not see I am smiling?”

Kamand Kojouri