Black lines on the alley of indifference
And the turmoil in the heart is hidden and bloody
Those staying behind the walls are deluded with calm
The feminized woman is weaned from her plotting breast
Anxious to cry
I have no bleeding left, star of the sky
Ishtar Venus
You wink at the sky and stone me
While you are keen to stay away, you hide your regrets
You pull the stitches and mess with my wound
A lover who stretched out his heart and made him thirsty
A free man who fled due to bad suspicion
I closed my eyes to what was left of me
You gave me what the heart cannot deny
A love that fills my veins and breathes in my chest
I couldn't exhale
There is no cloud on the locks of your seven doors
There is no dusk on your orphan window
Your natural doubts and jealousy are pretentious
A spoiled beauty breaks her toys
There is nothing to lament but my tears
Now I am lighting a fire on the ruins, O noble of letters
And I write to you about the depths of the lonely night
Hymns of alarm in the darkness of terror
The dawning terror and awakening of life
I rebelled against your stories, Shahrzad
now
My sky is azure, my hands are crimson, and my gardens are an archipelago
My sword is a pen dripping with pomegranate and the scent of jasmine
Oh blue ink, I forgot you and forgot who I am
Leave me alone to suffer and cry, and you leave
I am infested with sin and misfortune
And you are heaven , Only someone with great luck achieved it
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