Forough Farrokhzad Poems

Ay, age seven
Ay, the magnanimous moment of departure
Whatever happened after you,
happened in a mesh of insanity and ignorance.
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The birds said:
“What a bright day, what a fresh air!
Spring has arrived.
I must look for my mate.”
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I want you, yet I know that never
can 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.
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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 grief.
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I had a dream,
someone will come.
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My entire verve-
is a dark verse.
It will take you-
to the unending dawn of blooms,
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Now, again in the silent night,
sequestrant walls, border walls
like plants entwine,
so they may be the guardians of my love.
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My beloved,
with his bare bold body-
rose over his legs,
fearless like death.
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Nobody cares for flowers.
Nobody cares for birds.

Nobody wants to believe that Little Garden is dying,
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Then
The sun turned cold
And abundance left lands
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