Just go
Get up, pack and leave
No more of you do I need
With back to me, depart
Go…
I touched your head
I used your middle
Done I am, head to toe
Go…
Those days are gone
Moon’s crescent is no more,
Servant, for climbing horse;
Go…
My poems are not
Farrokhi Sistani’s…polished to satisfy
My poems are Saad Salman’s
I am ready for jail
Do so if you dare
Do so if you can
Go and get lost
Go…
I am done with you
I bear the cold
I am free
Go…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem