Nights Are Illuminated

I become rain,
To cool and extinguish the fire you kindled within me.

My weary steps are no longer lost,
I was the path,
And pathless was this path.

With closed eyes, I see,
The nights are lit.

Tonight, I will leave all doors open,
A glass full of ice,
A blue bottle,
And a candle
Beside my bed.

Tonight, I will revisit
The song of a love-struck nightingale
In my fanciful imagination.

Tonight, I will greet the darkness,

Tonight, in dreams, I will see you
Coming.

The candle flames with excitement,
Water flows in the ice,
And the burnt fire
Revives with the cold.

This fever subsides,
And my illness will heal.

Tonight, the imaginary nightingale
Takes flight into the sky of reality.

I will wake up
In a house that has neither walls
Nor doors.

No longer is there a need to close any door.

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Interpretive Description in English: "Nights Are Illuminated," by Hirbod Human, an Iranian-American filmmaker and philosopher, portrays the transformation of darkness into light and hope. The poet, describing the effort to quench the fire blazing within, seeks peace and solace. Using imagery such as a glass full of ice, a blue bottle, and a candle beside the bed, the poem creates an ambiance where contrasts like cold and warmth, darkness and light, despair and hope intertwine. "Nights Are Illuminated" reminds us that even in the darkest moments, there is a light that can illuminate the path and instill new hope.

Nights Are Illuminated

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