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وقتی كه اعتماد من از ریسمان سست عدالت آویزان بود
و در تمام شهر
قلب چراغ های مرا تكه تكه می كردند.
وقتی كه چشم های كودكانه ی عشق مرا
با دستمال تیره ی قانون می بستند
و از شقیقه های مضطرب آرزوی من
فواره های خون به بیرون می پاشید
وقتی كه زندگی من دیگر
چیزی نبود، هیچ چیز بجز تیك تاك ساعت دیواری
دریافتم، باید. باید. باید.
دیوانه وار دوست بدارم
When my trust hung from the thin thread of justice and the hearts of my lamps were smashed into tiny pieces all over town and the childlike eyes of my love were blindfloded with the black kerchief of law.When blood was gushing forth from anxious temples of my desire, when my life was nothing other than the ticking of the clock, I realized that I must love that I must madly love.
"Window" (1967) by Forugh Farrokhzad, translated by Farzaneh Milani
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Tea with flowers
Well, I used to be not comfortable with this idea where writing blogs would change based on your life's phases. I have to agree on that now, i guess ... so what's the story behind the fact that suddenly out of no where, sitting in my office, i decided to write on my blog ... can we say it depends on you internally more than external factors? well .... let's have no judgement ... at least here i am now ...


