Forough Farrokhzad Poems
|4.||Call To Arms||12/29/2011|
|5.||Conquest Of The Garden||12/29/2011|
|9.||I Feel Little Garden’s Pain||12/29/2011|
|10.||I Will Greet The Sun Again||12/29/2011|
|11.||It Is Only Sound That Remains||12/29/2011|
|15.||One Day Ali Told His Mom||12/29/2011|
|16.||Only The Sound Will Last||12/29/2011|
|18.||Someone Who Is Like No One||12/29/2011|
|20.||The Bird May Die...||12/29/2011|
|21.||The Bird Was Just A Bird||12/29/2011|
|22.||The Captive [ Asir ]||12/29/2011|
|24.||The Sin [gonah]||12/29/2011|
|27.||The Wedding Band||12/29/2011|
|28.||The Wind Will Take Us Away||12/29/2011|
|29.||The Wind-Up Doll||12/29/2011|
|30.||To My Sister||12/29/2011|
The Sin [gonah]
I sinned a sin full of pleasure,
In an embrace which was warm and fiery.
I sinned surrounded by arms
that were hot and avenging and iron.
In that dark and silent seclusion
I looked into his secret-full eyes.
my heart impatiently shook in my breast
In response to the request of his needful eyes.
In that dark and silent seclusion,
I sat dishevelled at his side.
his lips poured passion on my lips,
I escaped from the sorrow of my crazed heart.
I whispered in his ear the tale of love:
I want you, O life of mine,
I want you, O life-giving ...
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 hollow crown-
had infested the surround.