Do you hear me
Or you don’t want to hear
Maybe I can’t hear you
May be I can’t understand you
Maybe I’m too small,
Maybe I’m too far
May be some one else is in charge
He doesn’t answer me because he’s not my God
What do I call you
the one I could never touch or I could not recognize
the feelings I could never have.
We are here to prove our being
our being is a question with no answer.
I lived to know the secret
I wished you told me before I go
I hoped you mentioned the answer
I hoped questions, answers on this life could be forgotten.
tara mahdavi
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