Mohammad Sorkhabi
I Am

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All my being is a dark verse
that repeats you to the dawn
of unfading flowering and growth. The poet by: Forough Farokhzad

 

My lot is a sky that can be shut out
by the mere hanging of a curtain.
My lot is descending a lonely staircase
to something rotting and falling apart in its exile.
My lot is a gloomy stroll in a grove of memories,
and dying from longing for a voice
that says: I love your hands.

I plant my hands in the garden soil—
I will sprout…

The poet by: Forough Farokhzad