Hila Sedighi

"A classroom empty of you" in memory of murdered university students

کلاس درس خالی مانده از تو



10-Dec-2009
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vildemose

Thank you Artimies and

by vildemose on

Thank you Artimies and Yolanda. It's truly trajic. I couldn't listen to it more than once. It puts me in a deep despair.


Arthimis

Thank you Vildemose...

by Arthimis on

For sharing this great translation of this beautiful/ sad poem with the rest of us...

I hope some day an Iranian artist  makes this Persian Poem(like Kiosk) into a  beautiful song...

Free Iran and Iranians from Tyranny of fanatic Islam and Muslims forever.


yolanda

.....

by yolanda on

 Thank you, vildemose , for the complete poem and link. This part is sad:

Is there no one there that insults your intelligence ?
Does your pride not get raped where you are now?
[laud applause]
Is there any news of unmarked graves over there?
Do you still hear the cries of mothers there?

thank you!!

Delaram Banafsheh (Yolanda)

"Cactus in the Desert"


shahabshahab

Great Job Hilla!

by shahabshahab on

My exact sentiments. You must have thouht about this for months. Fabulous insights.


vildemose

Its raining and autumn is

by vildemose on


Its raining and autumn is the season,
The sky is spilling with resentment
Its as if the clouds are made to prostrate onto the earth
after the burning received by the summer's branding
The air of school has the scent of the alphabets
and the ringing of the morning bell is sharp and harsh
The punishment of unapproved laughters
and petty fun and amusements
is the loss of our teenage years and
the onslaught of non stop accusations
It is the first day of the school year
and I am reminiscent of the unforgettable memories
of the empty classroom that once held you and I
and the many faded flowers that sat behind these desks
Its autumn and its raining within me
I am a prisoner of my own rage
What a beautiful tomorrow we had dreamed of
and instead how our plans were all destroyed
What an age, what a period of transformation we had envisaged
We had longed for a sign for so long
You and I were of the generation that was never allowed to fly
For we were the captives of the open claws
The very ones that murdered you in front of my own eyes
with its sharp barbs
[applause]
and destroyed all our hopes and aspirations
and separated our hands of friendship from each other

You drank the poisoned chalice
and suddenly were removed from my side
I swear to every drop of the motherly tears
to those immortal thoughts
to every drop of love's blood
to those bravehearts in captivity now
that my heart was torn into one hundred pieces
that from your sorrow my heart received one hundred creases

Tell me though, is there happiness in the place you have gone to?
On the other side of life where you are
have you tasted freedom at last?
Do you remember the teenage years?
Is the love for the motherland still in your head?
[loud applause by the audience]

Tell me in the place you have gone to, are there no more weeds?
Is the axe not the predetermined destiny of the Green trees?
Is there no one there that insults your intelligence ?
Does your pride not get raped where you are now?
[laud applause]
Is there any news of unmarked graves over there?
Do you still hear the cries of mothers there?

Sing with me my co-generation who feels my pains
Sing my song with regret and rue
Its raining and autumn is the season,
The sky is crying rage from this injustice
It is I and a desk which feels lonely without you
and the flowers who have faded in the classroom

 

//azarmehr.blogspot.com/2009/12/poem-for-fallen-classmates.html


ramintork

Mahshar bood!

by ramintork on

A future Simin Behbahani. The poem was so beautiful it put me in a trance.


Q

puts many so-called Iranian poets to shame

by Q on

bravo


Rendd

Hi Yolanda

by Rendd on

No problem.


yolanda

.......

by yolanda on

 Hi! Rennd,

    Thank you for providing the you-tube link. Thank you!!!  I have saved the video with my you-tube account. It is so beautiful! Here is a comment left by a you-tube visitor:

Thank you Hila for a wonderful poem. You touched the heart of millions all around the world. we are very proud of you. It is amazing that under all that ice and snow flowers like you grew up. More power to you.

  

Delaram Banafsheh (Yolanda)

"Cactus in the Desert"


Rendd

With English Subtitle

by Rendd on


پیام

well done sister.

by پیام on

Behold the new Iran.


cyclicforward

Everything about her is beautiful

by cyclicforward on

Beautiful voice, Beautiful Poem, Beautiful passion and a beautiful Iranian woman. We owe a lot to Iranian women and we will definitely should make up for it every chance we get.


Arthimis

Thank you Yara...

by Arthimis on

For your caring to share this beautiful poem with all Iranians who love Iran and feel exactly the same...

Best wishes,

Arthimis


obama

Bravo Khaahareh Hamvatan! Proud of you!

by obama on

These are the SHIRZANAAN that would help us to get rid of the tyrants! They are suffering and uniting in their fight against these illiterate regime, and here on this site we have some shallow people who don't give a hoot about Iran, and all they are talking about is her god given beauty and personal attacks on each other! They don't even know why they are on this site. It is because of people like these that we are where we are! A little vatan dousti goes a long way!

Long live Iran and Irani-hayeh vatan parast!


Humility

Heartfelt

by Humility on

..

 

 


Bavafa

AO: Pick away, see if I care

by Bavafa on

you got nothing else useful to do

Mehrdad


Immortal Guard

Afarin!

by Immortal Guard on

Afarin beh to shirzaneh Irani!


Anonymous Observer

I hate to pick on Bavafa

by Anonymous Observer on

but look, if this was an article by Shah Gholam from Pakistan Daily Star talking about some event in the West Bank, he would have been all over it, lamenting Zionism, etc.  But here, a courageous Iranian woman risks being imprisoned, beaten, raped and killed, but stands up to a monstrous regime, and all he can talk about is someone's airplane.

what a shame... 


Emil

Bavafa...

by Emil on

No, but I got a Grumman AA1-B, with 150 HP...pretty fast...climb rate 1100 ft/m easy...I'm planing on getting an RV7 kit eventually...


vildemose

This is indeed a

by vildemose on

This is indeed a revolutionary poem. One of many more yet to come. The Iranian people have spoken and they want freedom from the shackles of slavery.

I wish this brave hero safety and health. I hope she is not arrested by Khameni goons.


Bavafa

Emil, Is that your RV in your avatar? Do you fly?

by Bavafa on

Looks like  RV7

Mehrdad


Arthimis

Hilla is an Iranian Braveheart....

by Arthimis on

Iran says : "I see a whole army of my countrymen and women, here
in defiance of tyranny. You've come to fight as free men and women... and free
men and women you are. What will you do with that freedom? Will you fight?

Many here say : Fight? Against that? No! We will run. And we will live.

Iran responds: Yes,
fight and you may die. Run, and you'll live... at least a while. And
dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willining to trade
ALL the days, from this day to that, for one chance, just one chance,
to come back here and tell our enemies that they may take our lives,
but they'll never take... OUR FREEDOM!"

Free Iran and Iranians.


Anonymous Observer

Hilla Sedighi for President

by Anonymous Observer on

Really...she deserves it.  People inside Iran---especially women---who have sacrificed, and are sacrificing so much, and have so much courage...unlike us, a bunch of "tarsoo"'s hiding behind anonymous names on a website.  


freemanure

FreeMan

by freemanure on

FreeMan URE

FWD

Global Community Proposal: JUSTICE SERVED

This proposal calls for the development of a list 72 criminal culprits in IRAN.

(This is similar to the Deck of Cards in Iraq)

Please send in your nominee candidates to JJJ via jj@Iranian.com and specify the exact nature of the alleged crimes committed (in one or two sentences and a photo, no Persian style exaggerations, please!) and cite the factual supporting evidence and/or documentations that are pertinent to your allegations. Alternatively, or in addition, you could add your proposed names to this email and forward it to others for further additions and circulations.

JJJ will then display such HOUSE of 72 alleged criminals on iranian.com for future reference and when legal proceeding could convict such individuals to serve sentences or to pay for their crimes against humanities.

p.s. 72 is the scared number in Shiite Islam.


assad

Recent Videos - please share them with everyone

by assad on


daneshjoo

هیلای ارجمند - نادره شعر تو فریاد منست

daneshjoo




نادره شعر تو فریاد منست< >  بر من و ما سایه ی اهریمنست < > اهرمن را شعر تو، خون ندا < >
<> آتشین تیری بسوی خرمنست


Ali P.

One word:

by Ali P. on

Incredible!


Souri

Iranian women!

by Souri on

Wonderful!
Again another sign which prove that
the next revolution in Iran will be initiated by its brave women!! I'm
so proud of my people, specially those young Iranian women.
Each one of them is one  "Neday" azadye for Iran.
Zendeh v porouz bashid!!!
Souri


Benyamin

Very Beautiful...."AFARIN"

by Benyamin on

She was reading her poem with such passion and pain and she did it so well that I think anyone understanding Fasri would feel her pain and those that are mourning the loss of love ones.

Very well said and delievered.


Nasrin Sasanpour

Oh yes . . . absolutely

by Nasrin Sasanpour on

Oh yes . . . absolutely beautiful.

 

Here is Iran,
now, today, with its people awake & alert, with its youth, vibrant
& aware . . . . Through thirty years of pain & struggle
has flowered this moment of passionate fire for freedom & justice,
burning alive within the heart of every Iranian who has lived the
debacle for so long on a daily basis. This dynamically propelling
momentum is moving Iranians forward while there is no looking back . .
. .

 

And so there always is a glorious sunrise after a dark night . . . .