Forough Farrokhzad

Sister, rise up after your freedom,
why are you quiet?
rise up because henceforthyou have to imbibe the blood of tyrannical men.
Seek your rights

Only you,
O Iranian woman, have
In bonds of wretchedness, misfortune, and cruelty;
If you want these bonds broken

want you, yet I know that nevercan I embrace you to my heart's are that clear and bright sky.
I, in this corner of the cage, am a captive behind the cold and dark barsdirecting toward you my rueful look of astonishment,
I am thinking…

The girl smiled and said:
Whatis the secret of this gold ring,
the secret of this ring that so tightlyembraces my finger,
the secret of this bandthat sparkles and shines so?

I sinned a sin full of pleasure,
In an embrace which was warm and fiery.
I sinned surrounded by armsthat were hot and avenging and iron.
In that dark and silent seclusionI looked into his secret-full heart impatiently shook in my