Her silence turned into a shout...


Technique: Linocut & Digital Painting 

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Mahsa

They cut off their wings,
However, she did not accept the limitation,
And tried to fly,
One day the cage will become a memory.


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Khorshid

In the shade of Bastet and the darkness of the night,
Fear of the unknown overtakes us,
We hide in our silence and isolation,
And in the embrace of this darkness, we think.
Is she more aware in the dark of night?
Or us in daylight?

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Bastet

A woman's heart beats slowly and without shaking under the arrows of judgments.
She dares to stand tall,
With a brave heart, even under the spell of the serpent,
In pursuit of freedom.  

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Amulet

The dice are rolled,  
Night unveils its show,  
Crafting a realm of enchantment,  
Laughter follows a magician's feat,  
Behind the curtain of wonder,  
Where reality fades into the cold, passive existence,  
Amidst the absence of identity and individuality.

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Theory of Magic

Women concealed, nestled in darkness,
Hear the unspoken melodies of Tar.
Hands alive, sculpting women's figures,
Yet their souls in the shadow of silence linger.

Bending to curve smiles upon women's lips,
Sculptors ensnared by the allure of silence.
In every stroke, every wound upon stone,
They inflict a pain upon women's souls to own.

Women hidden in the dark of night,
Dream of the sunrise, longing for light.
But in the shadow of soulless statues' might,
They surrender themselves to oblivion's flight.

After years of toil, do sculptors heed,
The women lost in shadows silently?
Or do they still cling to silent beauty's creed,
By sacrificing a woman's soul for the need of the stone!

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Tar's Elegy

And they cut and sewed for her,
And they exiled her to the most bitter place in the world,
To see nothing,
Neither the house nor the heat of the lights,
The name there was silence, 
A bitter silence...

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Shhh...

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I call you Love, but ;
you are Forbidden.
I call you Life, but ;
You are a Ruin.
Who knows how your forbidden love will restore my ruined soul.

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Forbidden Love 

The Stories of Ghahve Khane

In the freezing silence, before turning to stone,
Melt me in the breath of love.
Except for the stubbornness of my silence,
Melt in your screaming furnace.
The eloquence of my pain will be published,
If you write the text of my silence.

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Silence's Thaw

Chaos Bubble

The challenge of our freedom is intertwined with the intricacies of our inherited complexity,  
It is nothing but the suffering of traveling from cage to cage...

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Inher HER

BLINDNESS

NOISE

Ring the bell of awakening,
Ring it hard, like the woman playing the daf,
To shatter old patterns,
And the decayed thoughts that have seeped into your soul.

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