Poetry about Azar

Poetry about Azar

I am the girl of Azarim!

Father's third child ...

Let's face it!

Sunny hours ...

Cloudy ...

Sometimes stormy ...

But always green ...!

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Indians are a source of morale for themselves

And their friends and all around them

When something happens to them

They keep it so good and keep up their spirits

That everyone is surprised !!!!!

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An Azar fish even lives its own life

That's where you have to be very scared

A december of the month after it was decided

Bows to the end

Without losing something important to him

Just thinking about his goal

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May you and Azar pass and leave

Today is my favorite

It is too late if not the next calendar sheet

All my next day is my calf and snow

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Remember the wind of the year

Reconnect the wide alleys

Concert of Dafs and Hands

I said that those eyes

Which lard is borrowed from the wagon?

You said: the witness is the cry of God

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Have a friend

And fade between my lines

Love me ... for a week ... how many days ... how many hours ...

I am not an occupation of eternity

Azar I ... moon moon

Rain, cold

I am Azar ... so on

Because it's lightning

love me

thanks to : شعر در مورد آذر