Author Forough Farrokhzad I speak out of the deep of night out of the deep of darkness and out of the deep of night I speak. If you come to my house, friend bring me a lamp and a window I can look through at the crowd in the happy alley. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4 (1 vote) Rate Log in or register to post comments