shima shahsavaran ahmadi


Asia - Poem by shima shahsavaran ahmadi

Asia was a golden ring that my fathers put it to my finger.
Many years ago they made me get married. They shroud my daughters.
Asia become a ring of fire. I have to jump through it.
Living is a circuse and it's men curl the ring in my ears.
A country where the black boots crushed my destiny under their foot.
They tamed and uprooted the wild shrubby raspderry.
War means pick up your gun and shoot my buttons.
The bare and injuried men wear my pieces.
Asia became a ring of a rope thet put itslf to my neck.
Their gallows tree became my pen,
Not to say what they did with my country.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

It is about the bitter days of Asia. The ugly destiny.

Shima shahsavaran ahmadi

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 26, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 26, 2012


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