My poetry ”Say That Poetry and Hyacinthes are rightful not Cluster bombs”
That had been translated by Hadi Mohammadzadeh in English, has been selected as a “poem of the day” in
“poets against the war”. This is a faithful and famous site. See the translation of this poetry in this address:
http://poetsagainstthewar.org/poemsoftheday.asp

· · A success for Spring in Elevator
My poetry"Spring in Elevator" ,that had been translated by hadi mohammadzadeh in English, reached to semifinal’s stage in competitions of poetry.com and there's yet a chance for final. Poetry.com is an important poetic site and it is concerned with The International Library of Poetry and has 5.1 million members and visitors and it’s station is in Washington.
Site‘s authorities and Poetry’s Committee showed their trust in this poem for especial artistic view.

A short poem

If we Stop here this time
We will Stop forever
And this train that arrives
takes Rails and stations with himself!

Say That Poetry and Hyacinthes are rightful not Cluster bombs.

Alireza Ghazveh (Iranian poet)

Edited by Dr. Tahere Saffarzadeh

Translator: Hadi Mohammadzadeh

Notes on the third war


O God! You who are Creator of Mussa and Pharaoh.
That you can convert minor George Bush into a sparrow or an alligator!
O God! that you created Satan from angel
And you who pull out fire through the water.
You created Eve from the left flank of Adam
And, Osame bin Laden from the left flank of Bush.
O God! you who are Creator of Eggplant and United Nations!
Creator of Security Council and backgammon!.
I search for your prophets miracles's address.
O God! you who are Creator of both Iraq and Washington.
That you set up Iraq as the land of old civilization And Washington as the land of missile and buffalo.
O God! you who are Creator of both the poetry and childish orations of the Presidents.
Say that Poetry and Hyacinthes are rightful not Cluster bombs.
O God! you who are Creator of sky-scraperes out of oil.
O God! you who are Creator of Naseriya and Baghdad children from Hanging Gardens bone.
O God! you who are Creator of Stalin and Menachem Begin.
O God! you who are Creator of Marxes and Awacses you who hung Saddam over the Hammurabi land.
You who placed King of Kuwait in the matchbox.
The mass graves of south Iraq's God! Divert From the Najaf's Vadi-al-salam Hood the prophet and Saleh the prophet to us, with a miracle.
We are waiting for a miracle apart from oil.
Then O Arab's coffee-houses and water pipes , onward! a few paces.
O cabarets with your dancers ,onward! a few paces.
O juggler's sleight of a matchbox ,who come out wax and brush from that, Aback! a few paces.
O Ordoghan And goal in ninety minute , in friendly goal ,who put up your sky at auction,aback! a few paces.
Oh my God! what is Mozaffar al Navvab writing now?
Which poetry has hiden Mohammad Al-Maghut's in his coffee?
O God! you who are the Creator of poetry and Schiller
O God! you who are the Creator of Khayyam and Hafiz and Goethe
O God! you who are the Creator of Lorca , Neruda and Ritsos
What would happen if instead of Huntington and Tony Blair and Jack Straw ,
instead of Bush and Rumsfeld and Pawell ,
you had created an Eliot?
Or at least
you had created from the Wasteland's cows
a sparrow or even an alligator!

a poem

The singularity’s springs are imminent.
A flower will germinate tomorrow
That it
decimates the winds!

A poem
Hello

"Hello, who are you?",
"Sir ! I'm Death"! I was Dialing your telephone number year after year, Much Your life was busy!

Spring in elevator

The electric current had been disconnected
and Spring had caught in elevator!
And it had rained in it!(elevator).
Well!
when electric current has been disconnected
The moon adheres on sky’s roof!
And the meridians and orbits adheres on Earth’s roof!
This (to adhere on sky’s and Earth’s roof) isn’t a very serious matter
But this Rains and Thunderbolts are serious!
And the truth is that sometimes
The Spring catches in elevator too!