Poem: The darkest black/Arsalan Chelbi
آینه ها می کشانی
Why do you drag my anger into a room full of mirrors like this?
Are the boring moments hanging on the walls?
In hope, they have torn open their chests like a bird. توانیم
“That perhaps flying was not such a scary thing, we can all do it.” زندگی ما
We know that behind all walls there is a human being and pieces of our lives. ها
Sorrow, sorrow for those who were homeless in their black volume.
When darkness was alone and you were a part of it!
In a decorated room filled with smoke, with a ceiling made of endless pains.
“And a limited number of windows in this dreadful room” زد
Why did you pull it towards darkness? At that moment, I screamed. ها باز می شدند
In that room, with its white lights, at the moment when the windows were opening.
“Duplicate the white headlines and the black news that”
You sway from the side of fragrant tresses and the scent of stress and… اژه های سرد را با خود به همراه؟
Take the cold words with you! Why take the cold words with you?
How I saw that room with the door open that day. من بیاید
Neither was there a strong wind, nor anyone to be found! To come with me. سیاهی بنویسیم
Let’s read black in words and write words in black.
Let’s write a black shape, but I don’t remember you until. از نور است
Someone in this darkness should find a room that is full of light.
From darkness!
