Mouse is penetrating in a sharp vain
Tigers have been silenced
Their claws clinging over the snow gradually...
It was doomed and dark
Like a metal shape
And slippery over the ice
It was badly dark and shadowy.
The creased moon has walked on my shade
I've buried the fish
The memory has been hanging from the ceiling.
This has been existed
Dubbs a puppet
And mimes a gesture.
Broken latticed twigs
Maybe an origami
Forgotten over the years
And gone, ...
The glass coffin behind the window
Time is not passing away
The shadow on the pot.
Who's shivering on the window...
I've buried yesterday
My fingers have been numbed in pins and needles
Gripped thtough the time.
No end for the clouds
The lines are totally dark
The mirror has been walking in me.
It's chewed the buttons of my dress.
A flock of crows flying
The earth is a worn-out corridor,
A mass of ants invaded my house
It's been raining for seven hundred years
A blind's coming
And this year is a bull year...
The rabbit moving on the left
Had an intercourse with the snow
It's been a bloody intercourse,
The rabbit flowing in my veins.
(TRANSLATED FROM ORIGINAL PERSIAN INTO ENGLISH BY THE POET)
Topic(s) of this poem: death, mythology
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