Comments received on poems by soheil khodaparasti
What No Longer Fits
sorenbarrett said:
A lovely write Soheil the poem itself a growth from a seed has outgrown its frame. It is interesting to me that those photos no matter how expansive the lens are only a small fraction of the reality that surrounds them. Reality outgrows the picture. So it is with us and all of life. Change the only constant and in it we return as the ouroboros to where we began.
September 15th, 2026 04:31
sorenbarrett said:
A lovely write Soheil the poem itself a growth from a seed has outgrown its frame. It is interesting to me that those photos no matter how expansive the lens are only a small fraction of the reality that surrounds them. Reality outgrows the picture. So it is with us and all of life. Change the only constant and in it we return as the ouroboros to where we began.
September 15th, 2026 04:31
Beyond the Border
2781 said:
When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
September 13th, 2026 06:40
2781 said:
When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
September 13th, 2026 06:40
Seize the Day
sorenbarrett said:
A strong write my friend. There is a call to the army to enter the fortress of time and pillage it, take all of worth and leave nothing. Most powerful.
September 8th, 2026 08:19
sorenbarrett said:
A strong write my friend. There is a call to the army to enter the fortress of time and pillage it, take all of worth and leave nothing. Most powerful.
September 8th, 2026 08:19
Beyond the Border
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn profound meditation here on freedom, where the walls gradually shift from physical barriers like the Bastille and Berlin to the invisible walls we carry inside ourselves. The final movement from love to poetry to beauty to understanding to “becoming” is what gives the poem its real power—it suggests that sometimes the freedom we spend our lives searching for outside us is the slow, painful freedom of finally becoming fully ourselves.
September 8th, 2026 07:37
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn profound meditation here on freedom, where the walls gradually shift from physical barriers like the Bastille and Berlin to the invisible walls we carry inside ourselves. The final movement from love to poetry to beauty to understanding to “becoming” is what gives the poem its real power—it suggests that sometimes the freedom we spend our lives searching for outside us is the slow, painful freedom of finally becoming fully ourselves.
September 8th, 2026 07:37
Beyond the Border
Shahla Latifi said:
A poetic reflection on the depth of one who is awake in the midst of the turbulence of life and living souls.
September 6th, 2026 18:41
Shahla Latifi said:
A poetic reflection on the depth of one who is awake in the midst of the turbulence of life and living souls.
September 6th, 2026 18:41
Nature or Brick
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn thoughtful philosophical core here, using clay, brick, and the brickmaker’s hand to wrestle with the old question of nature versus destiny without settling for either one. The closing “brick by brick, / still / becoming” is the keeper—it brings the whole argument back to agency, suggesting we inherit the material, but the house is still something we build.
September 6th, 2026 07:45
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn thoughtful philosophical core here, using clay, brick, and the brickmaker’s hand to wrestle with the old question of nature versus destiny without settling for either one. The closing “brick by brick, / still / becoming” is the keeper—it brings the whole argument back to agency, suggesting we inherit the material, but the house is still something we build.
September 6th, 2026 07:45
Nature or Brick
soheil khodaparasti said:
Yes, I see what you mean, and I really like that perspective. Perhaps the clay is given to us by nature, while nurture provides the hands, the environment, and the experiences that shape us. And as we grow, we sometimes begin to shape the bricks ourselves.
We are neither simply the clay nor the hands that shape it, but the becoming that emerges between the two.
September 6th, 2026 05:18
soheil khodaparasti said:
Yes, I see what you mean, and I really like that perspective. Perhaps the clay is given to us by nature, while nurture provides the hands, the environment, and the experiences that shape us. And as we grow, we sometimes begin to shape the bricks ourselves.
We are neither simply the clay nor the hands that shape it, but the becoming that emerges between the two.
September 6th, 2026 05:18
Nature or Brick
sorenbarrett said:
Nature or nurture always a question and it seems that bricks themselves made of clay and fire are themselves nature and so it may not be a question at all, all being the same. Nicely written with a great metaphor my friend.
September 5th, 2026 17:38
sorenbarrett said:
Nature or nurture always a question and it seems that bricks themselves made of clay and fire are themselves nature and so it may not be a question at all, all being the same. Nicely written with a great metaphor my friend.
September 5th, 2026 17:38
Beyond the Border
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of growth and the poetry in it. I particularly was struck by the passage:
\"that to love,
you do not need to possess;
to let go,
you do not need to forget;
and to be free,
you do not need
all the borders of the world
and all the towering walls
of prejudice and domination
to come crashing down.\"
Love is accepting differences not always embracing them. Very nicely written Soheil
September 3rd, 2026 03:49
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of growth and the poetry in it. I particularly was struck by the passage:
\"that to love,
you do not need to possess;
to let go,
you do not need to forget;
and to be free,
you do not need
all the borders of the world
and all the towering walls
of prejudice and domination
to come crashing down.\"
Love is accepting differences not always embracing them. Very nicely written Soheil
September 3rd, 2026 03:49
The Art of Staying Alive
Paul Bell said:
They always say, if you wake up tomorrow it will be a great day.
If you don\'t wake up, it\'s someone elses problem.
September 2nd, 2026 08:23
Paul Bell said:
They always say, if you wake up tomorrow it will be a great day.
If you don\'t wake up, it\'s someone elses problem.
September 2nd, 2026 08:23
The Sea of Worry
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn strong central metaphor here, and the repeated “as though” effectively builds the speaker’s frustration with easy prescriptions for something that lives much deeper. The final turn is the keeper—the harder we thrash against the sea, the deeper we sink, which gives the poem a bleak but honest understanding of worry.
September 1st, 2026 06:44
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn strong central metaphor here, and the repeated “as though” effectively builds the speaker’s frustration with easy prescriptions for something that lives much deeper. The final turn is the keeper—the harder we thrash against the sea, the deeper we sink, which gives the poem a bleak but honest understanding of worry.
September 1st, 2026 06:44
The Art of Staying Alive
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn strong survival philosophy here, especially in the refusal to wait for the world to become kinder before choosing to live. The final image of becoming “a gardener in the desert” is the poem’s real strength—it turns endurance into an act of creation.
August 30th, 2026 06:44
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn strong survival philosophy here, especially in the refusal to wait for the world to become kinder before choosing to live. The final image of becoming “a gardener in the desert” is the poem’s real strength—it turns endurance into an act of creation.
August 30th, 2026 06:44
The Art of Staying Alive
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn sturdy wisdom in this, refusing the easy lie that the world will suddenly become kind or beautiful. “You can be a gardener in the desert” is the line that earns the whole poem—it turns endurance from passive survival into an act of defiance.
August 25th, 2026 07:06
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn sturdy wisdom in this, refusing the easy lie that the world will suddenly become kind or beautiful. “You can be a gardener in the desert” is the line that earns the whole poem—it turns endurance from passive survival into an act of defiance.
August 25th, 2026 07:06
The Art of Staying Alive
Teddy.15 said:
We all should make our own garden, different taste different preferences and all, love the message in here. 🌹
August 22nd, 2026 17:35
Teddy.15 said:
We all should make our own garden, different taste different preferences and all, love the message in here. 🌹
August 22nd, 2026 17:35
The Art of Staying Alive
sorenbarrett said:
There is individual control in this poem a sense of being one\'s own master and I like that. Well done Soheil
August 21st, 2026 04:19
sorenbarrett said:
There is individual control in this poem a sense of being one\'s own master and I like that. Well done Soheil
August 21st, 2026 04:19
Immersion: Lessons in the Deep
sorenbarrett said:
A great metaphor for many types of learning I put children in swimming lessons when they were small because I did not want to have one drown. My youngest daughter started when she was barely walking and was the best swimmer of them all holding her breath for long periods swimming along the bottom. Later we would all swim off the beach out to the reef and stay for an hour or so snorkeling to see the fish. But knowing to swim can be a danger too when one over estimates and I remember my oldest son going out right after a hurricane to board the waves. I could not bear to watch for I knew I was not a strong enough swimmer to be of any use if he got in trouble. Lovely Soheil
August 20th, 2026 07:13
sorenbarrett said:
A great metaphor for many types of learning I put children in swimming lessons when they were small because I did not want to have one drown. My youngest daughter started when she was barely walking and was the best swimmer of them all holding her breath for long periods swimming along the bottom. Later we would all swim off the beach out to the reef and stay for an hour or so snorkeling to see the fish. But knowing to swim can be a danger too when one over estimates and I remember my oldest son going out right after a hurricane to board the waves. I could not bear to watch for I knew I was not a strong enough swimmer to be of any use if he got in trouble. Lovely Soheil
August 20th, 2026 07:13
Never
sorenbarrett said:
Nicely written despair is never a welcome guest it always comes and stays although unwelcome just like some relatives. As a landlord it would be unbearable.
August 18th, 2026 10:53
sorenbarrett said:
Nicely written despair is never a welcome guest it always comes and stays although unwelcome just like some relatives. As a landlord it would be unbearable.
August 18th, 2026 10:53
The Sea of Worry
sorenbarrett said:
A true write that although distraction can serve momentarily when it ends the problem remains. Deal with the problem is the most logical but not always the easiest. A most interesting write Soheil. For years I have worked with people with anxiety and it is often one of the most difficult problems to heal.
August 17th, 2026 11:29
sorenbarrett said:
A true write that although distraction can serve momentarily when it ends the problem remains. Deal with the problem is the most logical but not always the easiest. A most interesting write Soheil. For years I have worked with people with anxiety and it is often one of the most difficult problems to heal.
August 17th, 2026 11:29
Sunder and Sow
sorenbarrett said:
Once again you have distilled emotions into images. You are very good at this and it is most poetic.
August 16th, 2026 04:41
sorenbarrett said:
Once again you have distilled emotions into images. You are very good at this and it is most poetic.
August 16th, 2026 04:41
Nails of Memory
sorenbarrett said:
A great metaphor again my friend. Nails of memory some driven flat and others protruding that wound from time to time. To pull them might prove difficult and even if possible with out them breaking off would leave a hole and may loosen what they hold. Better to hammer them back in. A wonderful write Soheil
August 15th, 2026 08:54
sorenbarrett said:
A great metaphor again my friend. Nails of memory some driven flat and others protruding that wound from time to time. To pull them might prove difficult and even if possible with out them breaking off would leave a hole and may loosen what they hold. Better to hammer them back in. A wonderful write Soheil
August 15th, 2026 08:54
A Man Beneath the Sky of Questions and Unanswered Windows
sorenbarrett said:
A fable if you would with a moral. The introduction of mythology is a great touch. Whether the lamp is one of Aladdin or the fire of Prometheus brought to man it runs through the poem as the light of reason and the magical genie the introduction of Sisyphus and the wings of Icarus as well as others enrich this write. The final question was not foreseen but stands as a measure of wisdom and tolerance. Nicely written my friend
August 14th, 2026 05:18
sorenbarrett said:
A fable if you would with a moral. The introduction of mythology is a great touch. Whether the lamp is one of Aladdin or the fire of Prometheus brought to man it runs through the poem as the light of reason and the magical genie the introduction of Sisyphus and the wings of Icarus as well as others enrich this write. The final question was not foreseen but stands as a measure of wisdom and tolerance. Nicely written my friend
August 14th, 2026 05:18
Contemporary Man
🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽 said:
Impressive poem, fab format style. Kudos for this muse!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too
August 13th, 2026 09:07
🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽 said:
Impressive poem, fab format style. Kudos for this muse!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too
August 13th, 2026 09:07
Contemporary Man
sorenbarrett said:
So it would seem indeed. Man has been running for millennia and it seems that the separation between he and peace has grown greater and greater. Well said.
August 13th, 2026 04:57
sorenbarrett said:
So it would seem indeed. Man has been running for millennia and it seems that the separation between he and peace has grown greater and greater. Well said.
August 13th, 2026 04:57
The Unsung Builders of Civilization
sorenbarrett said:
Beautifully written this poem sends an even stronger message. History is written by winners and even within winning groups those with power write themselves into glory while those without power are forgotten. A lovely write and a fave
August 10th, 2026 18:24
sorenbarrett said:
Beautifully written this poem sends an even stronger message. History is written by winners and even within winning groups those with power write themselves into glory while those without power are forgotten. A lovely write and a fave
August 10th, 2026 18:24
By the Account of Others
Nerd said:
Just by saying one word can identify somebody so fast without even knowing them hoping in one day, people would ask the question why instead of just absorb the information
A lovely poem that’s so realistic. It hurts, but also lovely in a way that someone else understands.
August 10th, 2026 03:42
Nerd said:
Just by saying one word can identify somebody so fast without even knowing them hoping in one day, people would ask the question why instead of just absorb the information
A lovely poem that’s so realistic. It hurts, but also lovely in a way that someone else understands.
August 10th, 2026 03:42
By the Account of Others
sorenbarrett said:
Such an understanding write of wisdom where knowing what others think or feel can not be placed in words of others or even in what one sees. We can not know what is in their mind even by their own words. Said so well in the word silence between it speaks volumes. Well done
August 9th, 2026 06:50
sorenbarrett said:
Such an understanding write of wisdom where knowing what others think or feel can not be placed in words of others or even in what one sees. We can not know what is in their mind even by their own words. Said so well in the word silence between it speaks volumes. Well done
August 9th, 2026 06:50
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