Kamand Kojouri is an acclaimed Iranian poet, writer, and philosopher known for his profound reflections on life, love, and human connection. Through his evocative poetry and insightful prose, he touches hearts and minds, inspiring readers to explore deeper truths. Kamand's thoughtful words serve as a beacon of hope and introspection, encouraging a mindful approach to everyday existence. His work has earned him recognition as a powerful voice in contemporary literature, motivating others to find beauty and meaning amid life's complexities.
"How freeing of a thought: instead of worrying about leaving a legacy, to leave no trace of one's existence. How liberating indeed!"
"Poetry is jealous of you tonight, for as soon as I come to pen a few words, your perfume attacks me in the most civilised manner and I forget myself. I forget the poem. I forget the ..."
"For how can any human be separate from humanity and humanness?"
"Whenever you are angry, take a beautiful object in your house and smash it to pieces. The pity you feel for what you have done is silly compared to what you are doing to your mind: taking a sacred moment to be alive and desecrating it by being angry."
"You know how sometimes you meet someone and you feel like you've known them your whole life?Well, I feel like I've loved you my whole life."
"I write because the security of your love allows me to develop my craft without concerning myself with trivialities - as if your love could be any more complete. But I write, in the first place,because of you, my muse. I write for your green eyes to glance at my humble words and for the pleasure of hearing you utter them."
"For all these stars,nothing is new.They've seen all kinds of warsand miracles, too.They know the messengers with their holy bookswill smile and wash their hands in blood.They know the politicians with their good lookswill make the poor eat pies of mud.They've seen the Earth freeze and then burn with greed.They've seen the treesand the seas emptied.Yet, you won't hear their sneerswhen a man arrivesand, having experienced a number of years,proclaims: 'I have lived!'Because nothing is new under these stars:the lies, the love, the memories and scars, the ruin, the revolution, the fakes and true,the families, the friends, none of it is new.All of it-even the me and you."
"To begin to know ourselves we must have sincere conversations with ourselves as if with a good friend. We must answer without reserve, listen without judgement, and accept without condition. That is self-love."
"I was mistaken when I said you live in my heart. How absurd I was when you live in my fingertips so that everything I touch is you. How foolish I was when you live in my toes so that everywhere I go there's you. How senseless of me to say you live in my heart when you breathe in my lungs, walk on my mind, and drink in my mouth. I came to pen another poem for you, but even every unwritten poem is you."
"First, create your ego. Then destroy it. This is all of life."
"Name and form are simply illusions of separation. Love doesn't make us blind; rather, it erases the illusions so we can see clearly."
"Eyes and ears are two.Lungs and kidneys, too.I wonder thenwhy we're born with oneheart that skips a beat when hay is here,and beats quickly when you are near.One heart that cracks when you are far, lie to me and leave a scar.I wonder thenwhy we're born with oneheart that gets broken.Was I supposed to find you then?So your heart would make one plus one is twofor me andtwo for you."
"Share yourself with me. I will never judge you. I am here and I will stay here only to love you."
"I began to write because of love. I wrote to understand what I felt and what I knew."
"Our homes travel with us. They are wherever we feel loved and accepted."
"Work. Good, honest work, whether it's working with your hands to create an artwork, or manual labour, brings forth a sense of divinity at play. The only prerequisite is that whatever the work is, it is done sincerely and in congruence with the soul's true origin and intent, then, without any effort, one experiences a flow, wherein one feels a part of the plan of the entire universe."
"Let us remember to always rediscover one anotherbecause we are forever changing."
"Sometimes, when inspiration runs dry, I drink classical music until my words spill out."
"Knowing you,I became mindless.Having wasted previous wishes,I'm riddled with regretsFeeling you,I became hopeless.Adrift in chasms,I surrender to a caress.Loving you,I became love.My universe became love.Planets rotate on love's axes andapples fall to be near their beloveds.No longer a rationalist, I assert my existence with love. I love, therefore I exist,therefore I love."
"She placed her hand on her chest and thought, 'So this is what the poets write about'."
"Where were you when I undressed and told the tales of my day?Where were youwhenI was silent with God in prandial pray?Where were youwhen I recited love poems as I lay?Where were you?"
"Listen.Do you see that you can't hear snowfall?Look.Do you sensethat you can't see love?Touch.Do you graspthat you can't catch poems?Try.Smell this glass. Go on taste this cloud.These material senses won't get you far untilyou feelthe velvet glove caress your soul."
"Violinists wear the imprint on their necks with prideFor they are the players of harmony.Pilgrims, too, wear the imprint on their foreheads with prideFor they are the conductors of unity.And Lovers? Why, they are made humble by the imprint on their heartsFor they are merely the instruments of rhapsody."
"Polish the mirror of your heart until it reflects every person's light."