Tuesday, 21 April 2026

Three Poems by Pegah Rahmati Nezhad

 






Would You Still Judge?


she says she's happy
she's not a violet sea snail
hanging upside down
in the midst of nowhere
clinging for life to
a self-made... 
bubble raft

the violet sea snail
feels luckiest in the world
being able to ride 
on sky's surface
away from all
human chaos
forevermore

would you still judge?




All Coincidence?


a luna moth
on moonflower
a peacock butterfly
on peacock flower
a blue bee 
on bluebell
a love letter on...
forget-...
me-...
nots...

all coincidence?




Kairos


my heart was brocken
i added sunshine
it didn't work 
i tried moonlight
it didn't work 
i added stardust
it didn't work 
i tried flowers,
breeze,
drizzle
none of them worked 
then i decided 
to leave it alone
to heal on its own
until one day 
a few titmice 
visited my house
in a fated fall
not only for food
but also to fill 
my heart's cracks
with their lively love
creating a kintsugi 
of carefree art

kairos









Pegah Rahmati Nezhad is a poet, artist, medical doctor, and scientist from Tehran, Iran. She loves poetry and lyrical prose, and believes in the power of words. More than hundred of her poems have been published on numerous international platforms and journals such as Lothlorien Poetry, Tap into Poetry, Silver Birch Press, Dirigible Balloon, The Masticadores, Presence, Wales Haiku, Shadow Pond, O2 Haiku, Fresh Out, Hedgerow, The Pan Haiku Review, Quail Eggs Tanka, The Solitary Daisy, Haiku Dialogue, Nick Virgilio Haiku Association, and Asahi Shimbun, among many others. Pegah is an award winner in the 7th Morioka International Haiku Contest, and a TouchStone Award nominee by the O2 Haiku Journal in 2025. She is a contributing poet in two anthology books listed on Goodreads, namely "Snowfall & Starlight: A Christmas Haiku Anthology", and  "Sunflower Tanka, Dreams Anthology". You can find her on Twitter where she shares her poetry @rahmati_pegah

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