ANAGRAMS (32)

Vietnamizing Hollywood
sending the ex-soldiers
to practice the Russian-Roulette
while driving taxi.
Hollywoodizing Iraq
sending the make-up artists
to get the enemies' dead bodies ready
for the exhibition
while selling out the museum of human heritage.

ANAGRAMS (31)

If I was a laugh
I would explode
If I was a bomb
I would cry out loud.

ANAGRAMS (30)

Artificiality of an undeniable truth
Is lumping my throat;
Cry me back to the hell.

ANAGRAMS (29)

[Error]

You and I do certainly believe in it
You and I surely are not mistaken
You and I may just be wrong.

Could you please keep your silence quite? I'm shouting!

ANAGRAMS (28)

The radiation of your yawn
Swallows the train
It always is boring to travel
When the unfriendly horizon never gets closer
Just aimlessness
Like a tiresome wandering smoke
left over each path.

ANAGRAMS (27)

I cannot eliminate myself from my self.

Terrorism is like cigarette; It is distractive but nevertheless there is no way to get rid of it.