
“Anthem of the Captive Women – A Poem by Hojjat Badaghi”
تو می افتم
I solved the crescent of your eyebrow in the arch of my stature, I fall for you.
Hafez said, “Don’t act crazy, man. We are older than foolishness,” he replied.
That companion who became his head… was right, not foolish. کن
Open the window and let the sun shine in.
I went to see the passing of time, as fast as light, in a flowerpot.
The small tree became silent, opened its mouth wide.
Takfir, the deep-rooted problem, became a contentious issue. I told Hafez.
I am capable of measuring, not just shouting in the cave.
No, the snake spoke of the apple and the woman’s thoughts.
The error did not go away from the pen… Count and remember the needle.
Fire of consciousness, anthem of chained minds, literacy of blind speeches in memory. ههای مختلف
The rise of baseless generations has led to the growth of different sects in the roots of knowledge. آزادی
“Days darker than any night, democracy’s branches, the withered grass, the trees of freedom.” ایی ترجمه این متن را ندارم
Rashid impartially remembers… I told Hafez that I am not capable of translating this text.
Human is measurable, the ability of human is measurable. It can be said that the sky could not bear the trust.
“Pull… a wisdom of stone and cross into flowing waters.” ترس آواز خود را نداد
The mountain shuddered from the unseen disaster and the forest remained silent from excessive fear.
The sun’s bias reached the desert, its path flowing through living veins.
The dead body writhed on the ground, what red days they were. تو
I told Hafez, “I saw the arch of your stature and the crescent of your eyebrows.”
“Just leave these two sentences for me.”
