In the Obscurity Within You

In the obscurity within you,

a cunning hypocrisy has found its seat—

casting the world’s colorful image

in a grayscale frame

of ancient belief,

it settles it

onto the screen of your gaze.

Each otherness

is dismissed

as a myth from the lineage of false dreams,

love reduced

to the old spell of the Devil,

and mischief of thought

stripped of all occasion.

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Each time your soul

yearns for freedom’s breeze

and escapes the fence of self,

again—

with a glittering deceit in the eye

and a lash of wrath in the ear—

it crumbles,

falls

within the golden ring of certainty.

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To confront

what hides within your heart

is a path steep and strange—

like the tale of primal rebellion.

To remain unbound,

one must see the world

as an endless river in flow,

with no trace

of fate's inscription

nor echoes

of the final reckoning

retold

in the old ache of memory.

**Tehran — June 4, 2025**