Shahla Latifi


I’m talkative

I’m talkative of forbidden words

I’m talkative as a singing bird


Full of natural shrewdness

I’m talkative about life’s unfairness

About the end of a gloomy song

About an injured soul that left sadness in my heart


Behind the thickest layer of my view

Free as a bird

Full of words of love

I’m talkative about imprisoned stars


I’m talkative

I’m talkative about a black stain in the middle of spring

About ripe roses that shudder under cold rain



I’m talkative

I’m talkative about the light of passion that led me on

I’m talkative about the dream that dampened my heart


Shahla Latifi

July 18th, 2019

To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.