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One Day Ali Told His Mom by Forough Farrokhzad

One Day Ali Told His Mom by Forough Farrokhzad

The little Ali,The spoiled Ali,woke up suddenly-At exact midnight. He rubbed his eyes-with his little hands.He yawned twice-and then he sat. What had happened?What had he seen? ...

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Gift by Forough Farrokhzad

Gift by Forough Farrokhzad

I speak out of the deep of nightout of the deep of darknessand out of the deep of night I speak.If you come to my house, friendbring me a lamp and a window I can look throughat ...

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Love Song by Forough Farrokhzad

Love Song by Forough Farrokhzad

My nights are painted bright with your dream, sweet love and heavy with your fragrance is my breast. you fill my eyes with your presence, sweet love. giving me more happiness than ...

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The Captive [ Asir ] by Forough Farrokhzad

The Captive [ Asir ] by Forough Farrokhzad

I want you, yet I know that nevercan I embrace you to my heart's content.you are that clear and bright sky.I, in this corner of the cage, am a captive bird.from behind the cold ...

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The Bird Was Just A Bird by Forough Farrokhzad

The Bird Was Just A Bird by Forough Farrokhzad

The birds said:“What a bright day, what a fresh air!Spring has arrived.I must look for my mate.” The bird fled from the edge of wire.The bird soared away towards the clouds-and ...

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I Feel Little Garden’s Pain by Forough Farrokhzad

I Feel Little Garden’s Pain by Forough Farrokhzad

Nobody cares for flowers.Nobody cares for birds. Nobody wants to believe that Little Garden is dying,Nobody wants to believe that Little Garden’s heart-is swollen in this parching ...

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Conquest Of The Garden by Forough Farrokhzad

Conquest Of The Garden by Forough Farrokhzad

The crow that flew over us and sank-in the confusion of a vagabond cloud;The crow that swiftly crossed-the extent of the sphere-like a short arrow-will tell about us-in the town. ...

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Someone Who Is Like No One by Forough Farrokhzad

Someone Who Is Like No One by Forough Farrokhzad

I had a dream,someone will come. I had a dream,someone is coming- for sure.I had a dream about a red star,And my eyes are blinking all the time,And my steps join up, out of the ...

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Age Seven by Forough Farrokhzad

Age Seven by Forough Farrokhzad

Ay, age seven Ay, the magnanimous moment of departure Whatever happened after you, happened in a mesh of insanity and ignorance.After you, the window which was a lively and bright ...

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The Bird May Die… by Forough Farrokhzad

The Bird May Die… by Forough Farrokhzad

I feel sad,I feel blue. I go outside and rub my cold fingers-on the sleek shell of the silent night. I see that all lights of contact are dark,All lanes to relate us- are blocked. ...

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Rebirth by Forough Farrokhzad

Rebirth by Forough Farrokhzad

My entire verve-is a dark verse.It will take you-to the unending dawn of blooms,flight and light. In this verse,I heaved you a sigh, sigh. In this verse,I tied you to trees,water ...

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Another Birth by Forough Farrokhzad

Another Birth by Forough Farrokhzad

A dark and chanted verse is what I amForever bearing youIn myself imbued with youForth to the morning of eternal burgeonings and bloomsOh yes I drew you through this verse oh ...

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Only The Sound Will Last by Forough Farrokhzad

Only The Sound Will Last by Forough Farrokhzad

Why shall I mind, why? Birds fled to the aquatic side,The sphere is vertical,The sphere is vertical-And move: rise and fall. At the borders of sight, bright stars rotate.The earth ...

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It Is Only Sound That Remains by Forough Farrokhzad

It Is Only Sound That Remains by Forough Farrokhzad

Why should I stop, why? the birds have gone in search of the blue direction. the horizon is vertical, vertical and movement fountain-like; and at the limits of vision shining ...

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The Wave by Forough Farrokhzad

The Wave by Forough Farrokhzad

To me you are a wave;never here, never there!You are –still- nowhere! Grabbing,dragging, then fleeing away,you swiftly spread- like a deadly plague,on the run for the Other Soil, ...

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My Beloved by Forough Farrokhzad

My Beloved by Forough Farrokhzad

My beloved,with his bare bold body- rose over his legs,fearless like death. On his firm face,an array of fine lines-was tailored by the revolt-of his limbs. My beloved surely ...

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The Sin [gonah] by Forough Farrokhzad

The Sin [gonah] by Forough Farrokhzad

I sinned a sin full of pleasure,In an embrace which was warm and fiery.I sinned surrounded by armsthat were hot and avenging and iron.In that dark and silent seclusionI looked ...

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Border Walls by Forough Farrokhzad

Border Walls by Forough Farrokhzad

Now, again in the silent night, sequestrant walls, border walls like plants entwine, so they may be the guardians of my love.Now, again the town's evil murmurs, like agitated ...

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The Wind Will Take Us Away by Forough Farrokhzad

The Wind Will Take Us Away by Forough Farrokhzad

In my little night, alasThe storm has a fateful tryst with the sweet sleep of the trees. In my little night, alasThe freezing fright of ruin streams. Listen!The shadows are ...

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To My Sister by Forough Farrokhzad

To My Sister by Forough Farrokhzad

Sister, rise up after your freedom,why are you quiet?rise up because henceforthyou have to imbibe the blood of tyrannical men.Seek your rights, Sister,from those who keep you ...

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Unison by Forough Farrokhzad

Unison by Forough Farrokhzad

Those two lone pilgrims of void routes,my dark pupils, had fainted away-under sway of his eyes. I saw that he was waving-on the entirety of my verve: Like an immense fire in the ...

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The Wedding Band by Forough Farrokhzad

The Wedding Band by Forough Farrokhzad

The girl smiled and said: Whatis the secret of this gold ring,the secret of this ring that so tightlyembraces my finger,the secret of this bandthat sparkles and shines so?the man ...

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Friday* by Forough Farrokhzad

Friday* by Forough Farrokhzad

My silent Friday,My deserted Friday,My Friday: sad, like dusty-forsaken lanes. My Friday,The cold day of ailing, idle thoughts;The moist day of endless, cruel bore,My Friday, ...

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The Wind-Up Doll by Forough Farrokhzad

The Wind-Up Doll by Forough Farrokhzad

More than this, yesmore than this one can stay silent.With a fixed gazelike that of the deadone can stare for long hoursat the smoke rising from a cigaretteat the shape of a cupat ...

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Window by Forough Farrokhzad

Window by Forough Farrokhzad

A window to see-A window to hear- A round window like an unending well:It should reach to the blazing core of Earth.And it should release into-its gentle, lightly air. A window ...

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The Gift by Forough Farrokhzad

The Gift by Forough Farrokhzad

I am speaking to you-from the edge of darkness,and about the depths of night.I am talking about the thickness of absolute shade. Darling!If you are coming to visit me,Then, bring ...

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I Will Greet The Sun Again by Forough Farrokhzad

I Will Greet The Sun Again by Forough Farrokhzad

I am sending-my warmest greetings to the sun,and to the tender rivers that streamed in my veins,and to the raining clouds that forever carried- my endless dreams-to the other ...

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The Wall by Forough Farrokhzad

The Wall by Forough Farrokhzad

With the cold moments of the past fleeting by,Your wild eyes contained in your silent demeanorbuild a wall around meAnd I flee from you to a pathless path.Until I see valleys on ...

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Call To Arms by Forough Farrokhzad

Call To Arms by Forough Farrokhzad

Only you, O Iranian woman, have remainedIn bonds of wretchedness, misfortune, and cruelty;If you want these bonds broken,grasp the skirt of obstinacyDo not relent because of ...

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Green Mirage by Forough Farrokhzad

Green Mirage by Forough Farrokhzad

The whole day, I was crying in the eyes of mirrors.Spring had handed over my window-to the green illusion of the trees. I was not fitting into my lonely wrap;And the smell of my ...

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Terrestrial Verses by Forough Farrokhzad

Terrestrial Verses by Forough Farrokhzad

ThenThe sun turned coldAnd abundance left landsAnd in deserts shrubs driedAnd in deeps the fish diedAnd thereafter the earthDid not receive the dead.The night in all the pale ...

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Later On by Forough Farrokhzad

Later On by Forough Farrokhzad

My death will arrive one day,It may be a bright, spring dawn,It may be a distant winter dusk,Or perhaps a silent night-of a foggy, frozen fall. That day,gloomy, bright or cloudy, ...

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