فریاد

We have no time for feeling sorrow :)

Let me be a happy butterfly
after whom the children run.
Let me be a happy butterfly
always searching for the sun.
I know my life will end tomorrow,
there's no time for feeling sorrow
for I still see all the flowers
under which I hid from showers.
But I can't get up that high
so I dream that I can fly
and those dreams will have
to take me to the sun.
Let me be a happy butterfly
after whom the children run..

Verdronken Vlinder-Dutch song

don't expect!

Why should I ever expect anything?!
mm.. better to wait for a surprise!
oops!.. not working..
that's also expecting!!!!

Butterfly

Today i'm not a butterfly .. but feel thousands of them in my stomach!!!

Will it shine again?!

Looking for sparkles of hope..
I feel terrible..

Fed up!

Break the ice!

مرگ نازلی

نازلی! بهارخنده زد و ارغوان شکفت
در خانه، زیر پنجره گل داد یاس پیر
...دست از گمان بدار
!با مرگ نحس پنجه میفکن
...بودن به از نبود شدن، خاصه در بهار
...نازلی سخن نگفت
سر افراز
دندان خشم بر جگر خسته بست رفت
***
!نازلی ! سخن بگو
مرغ سکوت، جوجه مرگی فجیع را
!در آشیان به بیضه نشسته ست

نازلی سخن نگفت
چو خورشید
از تیرگی بر آمد و در خون نشست و رفت
***
نازلی سخن نگفت
:نازلی ستاره بود
یک دم درین ظلام درخشید و جست و رفت
نازلی سخن نگفت
:نازلی بنفشه بود
گل داد و
!مژده داد: زمستان شکست
و
...رفت

...

Do I look Stupid?!!

Simple People

I like simple people!
The ones who doesn't believe in nastiness!
The ones who can simply smile to everyone!
The ones who can care!

You can sit and watch them for hours and hours.
They are like a painting masterpiece..

They don't live long..
cause everyone hurts them simply!

Everyone tries to teach them..
.. to fraud!
.. to be nasty!
.. to not be simple!!

But I like simple people..
They have a pure smell of HUMAN.

Will

همه را مســــت و خراب از مــــی انــــگور کنیـــــد

مزد غـسـال مرا سیــــر شــــرابــــــش بدهید
مست مست از همه جا حـــال خرابش بدهید

بر مزارم مــگــذاریــد بـیـــاید واعــــــظ
پـیــر میخانه بخواند غــزلــی از حــــافـــظ

جای تلقــیـن به بالای سرم دف بـــزنیـــد
شاهدی رقص کند جمله شما کـــف بزنید

روز مرگــم وسط سینه من چـــاک زنیـد
اندرون دل مــن یک قـلم تـاک زنـیـــــــد

روی قــبـــرم بنویـسیــد وفــــادار برفـــت
آن جگر سوخته خسته از این دار برفــــت

I knew

It hurts.. no matter when..

La vie!

!!!

Don't try to be nice when you are not!!

End of Story

You need to fly away anyway!

Again!!!

Hard To confess..
But apparently its always the same story with a little bit of change!
The concept is the same though!

Need To Hear sth!

I feel it perfectly..
but I need to hear ...

Fly-Fear-Fall

The one who Fell..
At least experienced a Fear!
And Flew..
even for once!

LIVE!!

You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds of life,
If you do not appreciate yourself.

You start dying slowly
When you kill your self-esteem;
When you do not let others help you.

You start dying slowly
If you become a slave of your habits,
Walking everyday on the same paths…
If you do not change your routine,
If you do not wear different colours
Or you do not speak to those you don’t know.

You start dying slowly
If you avoid to feel passion
And their turbulent emotions;
Those which make your eyes glisten
And your heart beat fast.

You start dying slowly
If you do not change your life when you are not satisfied with your job, or with your love,
If you do not risk what is safe for the uncertain,
If you do not go after a dream,
If you do not allow yourself,
At least once in your lifetime,
To run away from sensible advice…

Pablo Neruda