|Mahmood Moshref Azad Tehrani (M. Azad)
“My grave will be a field of violets” “Hafiz”
Break Your Body Away From the Torture of birth
Oh, my beloved with hanna-colored tresses!
Who has screaming eyes
And whirlwind arms
Oh, you with violet hair
Let you be the violet
That grows from my grave.
Let me hear your presence
From the bottom of my grave stone.
Let’s your sudden glance
Destroy this infertile silence.
Break your body away from the torture of birth
Warm and naked,
Be a red rose;
With no clothes on
And no choice of reblosseming.
Break your body away from the torture of birth.