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>>>I Want To Die

Heavenly cursed and heavily sinned I

No more i like to add them, so, I want to die

And I want to become a holy ghost

Whom the people would like the most.

Like the retreating soldiers I like to come back

To my own permanent and eternal home

You may call it a suicide or martyrdom.

 

In my real home I see the news

Coming from the lipstick coated lips

In the television of my molten death

People are sobbing with a heavy breath.

The atmosphere is heavy and they feel the pain

This thrills me and gives a feeling of gain.

 

 

The only son of my father

The only darling of my mother

Fainted repeatedly on the cushion

Peal like tear drops coming from my beloved son,

Friends and relatives express grief in the community hall,

All these excite me and I sought to say'' I love you all.''

 

For the first time in my life in my last ritual I listen

From those men that I was really a very very good man.

In such intense atmosphere of gloom and sad

My heart cheers and I become too much glad.

نوشتن دیدگاه

تصویر امنیتی
تصویر امنیتی جدید

جلسات ادبی تفریحی

jalasat adabi tafrihi

اطلاعات بیشتر

مراسم روز جهانی داستان با حضور استاد شفیعی کدکنی، استاد باطنی و استاد جمال میرصادقی
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روز جهانی داستان و تقدیر از قبادآذرآیین سال 1394
روز جهانی داستان و تقدیر از فریبا وفی سال 1395
یازدهمین جشن سال چوک و تقدیر از علی دهباشی شهریور 1395

جلسات کارگاهی آزاد

jalasat kargahi azad

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