The Most Beautiful Poem In The World Falls Quiet

The poetry of Parnia Abbasi, a young Iranian woman murdered by the IDF.

The world is rapidly changing, and there is no return to the way things were before.

On Friday morning, the terror organisation known as the IDF launched a large scale attack on Iran, claiming they wanted to put a stop to Iran’s nuclear program — conveniently ignoring that they themselves have a large stockpile of nuclear weapons and refuse to sign the NPT. Nor do mainstream media outlets care to bring this up.

The genocidal Zionist entity was not content with attacking nuclear sites and military bases; instead, it aimed at civilians in residential buildings. To anyone only mildly acquainted with Israel, none of this comes as a surprise; they have been committing genocide for over a year with the support — tacit or explicit — of major Western nations. In these attacks many civilians were murdered.

Parnia Abbasi, one of the victims of Israel’s assault on Tehran.

Among the civilians brutally murdered by Israel was 23-year-old Parnia Abbasi, who was murdered alongside her parents and 15-year-old brother. Abbasi was an English teacher, bank clerk, and burgeoning poet.

Here I want to share her most famous poem, The Extinguished Star, which was published in the literary magazine, Vazn-e Donya. It is a beautiful poem, one that resonates hauntingly after her murder.

The Extinguished Star by Parnia Abbasi
Translated by Ghazal Mosadeq


I wept for the both
for you
and for me

you blow at
the stars, my tears

in your world
the freedom of light
in mine
The chase of shadows

you and I will come to an end
somewhere
the most beautiful poem in the world
falls quiet

you begin
somewhere
to cry the
murmur of life

but I will end
I burn
I’ll be that extinguished star
In your sky
like smoke

War has a way of burying stories beneath statistics, but we must do our best to retrieve these stories and share them. Every martyred person was a lover, a beloved, a dreamer. Parnia’s dream was cut short by the Zionist nightmare, but like a star, a part of her lives on in her words, undimmed and unextinguished by the spectre of death.

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For those that missed it, I recorded an episode with the Abbasid History Podcast on Umar Khayyam, a poet far more famous than he is understood. For those interested, here is the link :)

https://abbasidhistorypodcast.libsyn.com/ep059-ali-hammoud-on-the-life-and-works-of-omar-khayyam-d-1131ce