Nicolae Sfetcu

Iman was born on 1976 in Tehran. He has been fascinated by the art of Painting since he was a child. At the age of 15, he started to learn painting under the mastery of his first and only teacher - Morteza Katouzian - who is the greatest realist painter of Iran. Meanwhile, he began to paint professionally. In 1999 he graduated in Graphic Design from the Art University of Tehran. Since 1998, he has participated in several exhibitions. In the year 2000, he got married and in the following year he established ARA Painting Studio and started to teach painting, considering classical and traditional values.

Rockets red glare
bombs bursting in air
oh and the eardrums
them too – bursting

A night of fire and foom
of shells that go boom
bright light and sudden arc
colors across the sky
flies in the light
of dusk to dark
and the rumble
of concussion

A spot on our blanket
to get the view
for a slice of pie
a la mode
to share a laugh or two
between the oohs and the ahhhs
Not to mention the OHHs

(Raymond A. Foss, Fireworks)

The Dalai Lama is the spiritual and political leader of the Tibetan people. Often referred to simply as "His Holiness" (HH), or "His Holiness The Dalai Lama", Tibetans usually call the Dalai Lama by the epithets Gyalwa Rinpoche, meaning "Precious Victor", or Yeshe Norbu, meaning "Wish-fulfilling Jewel." "Lama" (meaning "teacher") is a title given to many different ranks of Tibetan Buddhist clergy.

(From a PPS with author: mahmoodj)

Time is so sad
Time is so long
Time took you away
from where you belong

Time has left scars
Time has caused pain
Time turned into dust
what once was a flame

Time is so cruel
Time never lasts
Remembering regrets
Time made in the past

Time is depressing
Time in not me
Time makes me feel trapped
when I try to break free.

(Ngairini Pollett, Time)

(From a PPS with author: cem)

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold,
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

(Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay)

(From PPS with author: Jocelyne Veer)

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,

(From a PPS with author: tisserand)

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.