Regret for the Soil
I have came to the hostile land
I feared from infecting
Infecting to the regret for the soil
I have no shelter
Except of cold embracement of winter
There are the ruminations before me
The roof of my home is chaffy
My luggage is shabbily chagrin
My crime is most heavily from the water
Disclosing the masks
I am learning the beginning
From the darkness of night
My eares are not familiar
With the whispering of time
My voice is inaudible
Far away from solitude
The peal of love is complaining
From the sores of wisdom
The intellect has no effective
The blind conscious winces
With the heavy handcuffs
There is the continued ignorance of judgment
Within ever pages
The arms of silence are like the bondage
Before the attractive empyreales
I want to tie the rappings
To the outworn thoughts
And to throw them
To the morass of imagine
Here ، is a gloomy world
The smiles are frigle
The hands are flabby
The bodies are weakness
And the complaints are bunkum
It’s the captain of universe
Let me allow to freedom my heavenliness
From the narrow cage of land
To attachment to the anemones
Sakineh Asadzadeh
Author
Iran
