I have never lived a life like myself – a poem by Monireh Hosseini
کشید
Freedom for someone who has spent years taking breaths with the bars of their cell.
“Keshide ast yani habs-e abad! Az pay-e choobeh-ye daar”
“Being pulled means eternal imprisonment! From the feet of the wooden stake” من کسی نفهمد
I hide my last words with a lump in my throat so that no one will understand after me. بخوانید
“Untie the knot from its rope and read it indifferently like a letter.”
Think about a family that has not been waiting for a will at all…
They have been a family! Behind all these years, wall to wall. میزدم
I have been free in captivity, it was prison where I wandered in the alley.
It was hitting, it was prison, that was being dragged on the streets of endless bars, prison!
That aimed to besiege me in the city, to bring me here. نبود
I was coming, I realized there was water behind me, people were talking. There was no one there. از من به دنیا آمد
You didn’t wait for me like my birthday, from the brother who came into the world after me. ی
“When I came into the world, I understood the value of having a strong foundation.”
Sentenced to escape, all the dirty words that the travelers have gathered.
I catch my neck before the rope catches me.
I have never lived a life like anyone else, not even like myself.
Suicide is full of guesses and assumptions.
