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If books were Persian carpets, one would not look only at the outer side. Because it is the stitch that makes a carpet wear, gives it its life and bloom.
--Rumer Godden

Misplaced Pages Member Circa 2005 ¤~Persian Poet Gal

Who is Persian Poet Gal?

Persian Poet Gal here, pleasure to meet your acquaintance. I'm a half Persian (Iranian) teen girl born and raised in great sunny California! I enjoy many things such as poetry (obvious of course), reading, writing, history, playing video games, filmmaking, light programming, and just making a person's day better :). I use to be active at the Windows Movie Maker Forumsbut now I have sort of semi-retired due to being crammed with my studies. I also contributed to"The Persian Page", a page devoted to implementing custom effects and transitions into Windows Movie Maker 2 using xml which is hosted and now fully edited by "PapaJohn" Buechler. I voluntarily patrol the "Recent Changes Page" to make sure articles are in proper order and display information coherent with the Misplaced Pages Golden Rules :P. I start new articles and edit pre-existing ones every now and then when I have the time so please feel free to mercilessly edit any of my Wiki-Contributions just the same. I honestly feel there is always someone who can add a little extra ;). However, those not-so-nice enough to vandalise my page or anyone elses for that matter, it will not do you any good. Thanks for reading a little bit about me :D!

Poetry Corner

Just a few poems that I have scribbled out :P.

General Poems

City Lights by ¤~Persian Poet Gal

Whether it is late at night on the freeway or in the bustling street

Nothing beats the sight that my eyes happen to meet

Forever glimmering across the milky sky

Eyes pressed upon the window panes to see them as they go by

Greeting the tired trekker with welcome and embrace

Cast upon the city as if it were a radiant lace

So many there to comfort

Each twinkling in their elaborate concert

In glory, glistening with might

Valiantly shining through the perils of day and night

To always be there along your roadside

City lights ever there to be the travelers’ guide.

Soar by ¤~Persian Poet Gal

What prevents to fly, to soar the sky―

When there are beings on this earth masquerading as angels,

With wings that touch high?

How can we not glide, or float atop the winds―

When there are those special moments,

When the soul is uplifted beyond sins?

Why then, is there no stairway to the skies―

When clouds come so close, inviting you to arise?

Could it be we were punished to remain bounded―

Or is it to find ourselves with hearts that can love and are not grounded?

So the question arises, if we are unable to fly but have hearts that can soar―

Do we truly need to touch the sky to know that the

heart’s flight possesses so much more?

Safe Mile by ¤~Persian Poet Gal

Walking down the road to safe mile,

My only hope is the journey is worthwhile.

I feel all my happiness and all my trials,

On the road to safe mile.

The road leads up and never down with guile,

Just making my way to safe mile.

Passing by the heartache and waiting for smiles,

On the other end of safe mile.

I was once grown but now I’m a child,

While traveling new on safe mile.

Cut the cheap talk and denial,

All is truth on safe mile.

Far from home but not exiled,

I am closer to safe mile.

Every step feels shaky and fragile,

But I will recover on safe mile.

Being humane was once a style,

There is no escaping it on safe mile.

Is this the end of my file,

Now that I’m reaching the finish of safe mile?

No need to speed up or turn the dial,

We will all make our way through safe mile.

Windmill by ¤~Persian Poet Gal

Windmill, windmill turning ‘round

There lies a future where earth is bound

Emotions at a turning grind

Where will love stop to entwine?

Seeking promise, seeking time

How will fate have its spinning rhyme?

Is there glory, is there grace

Can there be truth in face—

Windmill, windmill turning ‘round

Do not go far from found

Are you lonesome, are you gone

Has reality been sin?

Forgetting troubles, forgetting space

When will there be no more disgrace?

Are we closer, are we near

Is there so much we fear—

Windmill, windmill turning ‘round

Never lose your sound.

Holiday & Celebration Poems

My Simple Christmas Gift by ¤~Persian Poet Gal

What makes us think of simple things

Like holiday bells with their cheery rings

Or when we look under the Christmas tree

And realize we didn’t get one for the presents but for the glee

How does that simple moment come

When we didn’t sing the Christmas song we hummed

Or when we gave that little kiss

When there was no mistletoe just bliss

So let me leave you with this one last request

This year give the simple gifts they will be the best.

My Holiday Wish List by ¤~Persian Poet Gal

I wish this year that at least one person is given another chance

I wish this year that at least one person mended a broken romance

I hope to see that at least one person this year is rewarded for their good ways

I hope to see that at least one person this year have better and brighter days

I wish to hear that at least one person had their life’s dreams come true

I wish to hear that at least one person saw skies of a brighter shade of blue

So to those of you this year who anxiously await the joyous holidays

I wish you all to have a year full of bliss and happiness always.

Anniversary Remembrance by ¤~Persian Poet Gal

The time of year has come

When tender vows are cherished and the wedding bells toll

Talks of moments dear to heart

Remembrance of the relationship’s affectionate start

United in both nurture and care

Hearts woven in threads fare

Years of warmth and embrace

Love as fragile as a vase

Fate’s folly in many ways

But never does the decision cease to amaze

Eternally entwined in the testament of time

Always remaining in each others heart as “mine”

Forever the crimson emotions blaze

Forever does the lovers live in the blissful daze

Anniversary Remembrance always to those in mind

Anniversary Remembrance to the loved ones who have together become of one kind.

Kind Users (Awards)

This section is not merely devoted to the awards I recieve but to the users who take the time out of their day to reward others with such kindness. Thanks nice Wikipedians!

		The RickK Anti-Vandalism Barnstar
		Due to your tireless efforts, and many vandslism edits, I Daa89563 award you with this Barnstar! Daa89563 23:10, 31 October 2006 (UTC)

Spoofers

There does exist those not-so-nice Wikipedians who have spoofed my name for no good purposes before. Here are the variants I have seen thus far.

• Prussian Poet gal. (talk • contribs • page moves • block user • block log)
• Tunisian Prophet poet (talk • contribs • page moves • block user • block log)

Pages I Have Created

A list of pages I have created. Feel free to contribute to them please.

• Fine Cut: KCET's Festival of Student Film
• Duarte Unified School District
• Tea With the Black Dragon
• High School Never Ends

Coming Soon to This Page

• FAQs with walkthroughs and links to help you do mostly anything on Misplaced Pages :).
• Anything else I can think of.

This user greatly enjoys writing and reading poetry. Can't ya tell by her NAME?!

This user was born and raised in California.

This user is half Persian.

This user likes to customize userboxes :).

This user is a recent changes patroller.

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