Thoughts: The Meaning & Destiny of our Names... |
I was named after a legendary archer in ancient Persia, dating back to 4000 years ago. Arash-i-Kamangeer (Arash the Archer) as they knew him, was...
Posted by www.BobbyAazami.com on Sat, 16 Dec 2006 09:02:00 PST |
Poetry: "Frozen" |
rewrite of an old Poem...
i thought she would be as transient as failing memory.
But her crooked smile,
reminiscent of broken mirrors,
still haunts me to this day as
i find myself hung over
w...
Posted by www.BobbyAazami.com on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 09:26:00 PST |
Poetry: "My Countrymen" |
My Countrymen Brothers, can you hear me? Can you make sense of my words when I say you are fighting an empty revolution that is devoid of promise and change? The traitor you ...
Posted by www.BobbyAazami.com on Wed, 09 Aug 2006 11:44:00 PST |
Poetry - "Midnight Autumn Hallucinations" |
Midnight Autumn Hallucinations A warm bodied Nefertiti murmurs twilight whispers into my ear. Her eyes hold me closer than the ice cubes that embrace my drink as she slowly places stars in ...
Posted by www.BobbyAazami.com on Wed, 14 Dec 2005 06:24:00 PST |
Poetry - "Rules of Poetry" |
Rules of Poetry When poetry calls, let no other voice summon you but hers. And when she speaks, do not try and con...
Posted by www.BobbyAazami.com on Wed, 14 Dec 2005 06:18:00 PST |
Poetry - Far Away Eyes |
Far Away Eyes I stole myself a glance of a woman who once smiled at me with timeless eyes, in a half-lit world, amidst a circle of serpentines that slept in their winter months. She ...
Posted by www.BobbyAazami.com on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Poetry - Your Love |
Your love has inspired the aperture of my heart to open wide!No longer do i see silhouettes and shadows reflected in Gods creation. I am a child again. One glance at your naval and I am a child again...
Posted by www.BobbyAazami.com on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Poetry - Heretic |
Heretic, Infidel, Lunatic, Madman, The Thief that dwells in my temple, stole my heart and in Him i died. Resurrected and parched from thirst, i seek to be intoxicated by the liquor that onl...
Posted by www.BobbyAazami.com on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Poetry - Motionless Souls |
O motionless souls& Wait, even as those before you have waited and continue to wait! In the stillness of your lives, in the twilight hour, I have placed on you my sweet lips. Unaffected,...
Posted by www.BobbyAazami.com on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Poetry - Untitled |
It is autumn and the coldness of her winter nights have resurfaced once again. She is a bird caged by her fears, whose bright colored feathers have yet to be seen. Her spirit is the tree of lif...
Posted by www.BobbyAazami.com on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
