About me
سنگ دلا چرا دگر جور و جفا نمی کنی
جور و جفا بکن اگر مهر و وفا نمی کنی
زخم دگر بزن به دل مرهم اگر نمی نهی
درد دگر بده اگر خسته دوا نمی کنی
عهد هر آنچه می کنی وعده به هر که می دهی
عهد ز یاد می بری وعده وفا نمی کنی
تیر غمم زدی به جان تا که به خون نشانی ام
هر چه کنی بکن بتا زان که خطا نمی کنی
دلم خیلی سعدی می خواد
این روزا خیلی حال و هوای خاصی دارم
خدا رو بیشتر احتیاح دارم
یکی که دستم رو بگیره بیشتر احتیاج دارم
یکی که دوستم باشه
یکی که دوستم داشته باشه
خدایا دستم
دستم ور ول نکن
با مامانم حرف زدم، انقدر خوب بود
جور و جفا بکن اگر مهر و وفا نمی کنی
زخم دگر بزن به دل مرهم اگر نمی نهی
درد دگر بده اگر خسته دوا نمی کنی
عهد هر آنچه می کنی وعده به هر که می دهی
عهد ز یاد می بری وعده وفا نمی کنی
تیر غمم زدی به جان تا که به خون نشانی ام
هر چه کنی بکن بتا زان که خطا نمی کنی
دلم خیلی سعدی می خواد
این روزا خیلی حال و هوای خاصی دارم
خدا رو بیشتر احتیاح دارم
یکی که دستم رو بگیره بیشتر احتیاج دارم
یکی که دوستم باشه
یکی که دوستم داشته باشه
خدایا دستم
دستم ور ول نکن
با مامانم حرف زدم، انقدر خوب بود
by: FRMS at 18:53 |
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quotes, fr
انما امره اذا ارد شیا ان یقول له کن فیکون
فسبحن الذی بیده ملکوت کل شی والیه ترجعون
خدایا، بین من و تو، التماست می کنم
نشونم بده
راه رو باز کن
التماست می کنم
فسبحن الذی بیده ملکوت کل شی والیه ترجعون
خدایا، بین من و تو، التماست می کنم
نشونم بده
راه رو باز کن
التماست می کنم
by: FRMS at 08:23 |
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quotes, fr , never forget
ای گل تازه که بویی ز وفا نیست تو را
خبر از سرزنش خار جفا نیست تو را
ما اسیر غم و اصلا غم ما نیست تو را
با اسیر غم خود رحم چرا نیست تو را
جان من سنگ دلی، دل به تو دادن غلط است
رفتن و لاست (؟) ز کوی تو ستادن غلط است
تو نه آنی که غم عاشق زارت باشم
دیگری جز تو مرا این همه آزار نکرد
آنچه کردی تو به من هیچ ستمکار نکرد
بشنو پند و مکن قصد دل آزرده ی خویش
و ر نه بسیار پشیمان شوی از کرده ی خویش
چه با مناسبت اومد
خبر از سرزنش خار جفا نیست تو را
ما اسیر غم و اصلا غم ما نیست تو را
با اسیر غم خود رحم چرا نیست تو را
جان من سنگ دلی، دل به تو دادن غلط است
رفتن و لاست (؟) ز کوی تو ستادن غلط است
تو نه آنی که غم عاشق زارت باشم
دیگری جز تو مرا این همه آزار نکرد
آنچه کردی تو به من هیچ ستمکار نکرد
بشنو پند و مکن قصد دل آزرده ی خویش
و ر نه بسیار پشیمان شوی از کرده ی خویش
چه با مناسبت اومد
by: FRMS at 23:17 |
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quotes, fr , so-so
You're the ink to my paper
What my pen is to my pad
The moral, the very fiber
The whole substance to my rap.
You are my reason for being
The meaning of my existence
If it wasn't for you
I would never be able to spit this
These sentences I do and the irony
Is you rely on me as much
as I rely on you to inspire me like you do.
You provide me the lighterfluid to fuel my fire
You're my entire supply
Gas, the match, the igniter.
The only way that I am able to stay so stable
Is you're the legs to my table
If you were to break I'd fall on my face.
But I'm always going to make you feel
I don't need you as much as I really need you
So you don't use it to your advantage.
But you're essential to me
You're the air I breathe
I believe if you ever leave me
I'd probably have no reason to be.
You are the Kim to my Marshall
You're the Slim to my Shady
The Dre to my Eminem
The Elaina to my Hailey.
You are the word I am looking for when
I'm trying to describe how I feel inside
And the right one just won't come to my mind.
You're like the pillar that props me up
The beam that supports me
The bitch who never took half,
The wife who never divorced me.
You're like the root to my evil
You let my devil come out me
You let me beat the shit out you
Before you beat the shit out me.
exactly how i felt....
x me
ps lifehouse - hanging by a moment
What my pen is to my pad
The moral, the very fiber
The whole substance to my rap.
You are my reason for being
The meaning of my existence
If it wasn't for you
I would never be able to spit this
These sentences I do and the irony
Is you rely on me as much
as I rely on you to inspire me like you do.
You provide me the lighterfluid to fuel my fire
You're my entire supply
Gas, the match, the igniter.
The only way that I am able to stay so stable
Is you're the legs to my table
If you were to break I'd fall on my face.
But I'm always going to make you feel
I don't need you as much as I really need you
So you don't use it to your advantage.
But you're essential to me
You're the air I breathe
I believe if you ever leave me
I'd probably have no reason to be.
You are the Kim to my Marshall
You're the Slim to my Shady
The Dre to my Eminem
The Elaina to my Hailey.
You are the word I am looking for when
I'm trying to describe how I feel inside
And the right one just won't come to my mind.
You're like the pillar that props me up
The beam that supports me
The bitch who never took half,
The wife who never divorced me.
You're like the root to my evil
You let my devil come out me
You let me beat the shit out you
Before you beat the shit out me.
exactly how i felt....
x me
ps lifehouse - hanging by a moment
by: FRMS at 17:28 |
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quotes, smiling, fr , never forget
You think you know me just because you know my name
You think you see me 'cause you've seen every line on my face
You want to want me just because I say that I want you
But does it matter if anything I'm saying is the truth
You need somebody, somebody to hold onto
But this ain't the movies, and we ain't heroes
Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
The streetlights buzz as the cars roll by and the moon don't give a damn
My boots just keep on walkin', but a heart don't understand
Why I'm staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
I said that I want you, but when we woke up one of us was crying
You rolled over and all you said was, "Man, I think I'm dying"
Our song is over, this band of gold has been feeling like a noose
You place your bets 'cause no one thinks they'll lose
Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
The streetlights buzz as the cars roll by and the moon don't give a damn
My boots just keep on walkin', but my heart don't understand
Why I'm staring at your window
The light of love can blind you 'til you cover up your eyes
And you try to find the reason not to say good bye
It's the curse of every sailor standing on dry land
Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
The night is fading like my old tattoo
A heart and a dagger that says "Forever"
Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
The streetlights buzz as the cars roll by and the moon don't give a damn
I'm getting tired of talkin', even I don't understand
Why I'm staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
azat badam miad mituni befahmi?
ino ke mikhunam yade oon rooz mioftam ke baraye avalin bar shenidamesh va hey fekr kardam ke e cheghadr in kalame ha ashna hastan... hamoon ja ke vaysade boodam vgaht mikoshtam eynak ha ro negah mikardam, asheghe oon eynake vogue shodam, vali naraftam beporsam ke che joorie o ina... bayad beram baraye check up a cheshmam, test lazem dare, kheili vaghte... man eynak e vogue mikham, man hanooz cheshmam donbale oon eynak e armani e ke ba oona didam... cheghadr behem mioomad.cheghadr oon do ta har do shoon alan avaz shodan, az hich kodoomeshoon khabar nadaram. kash hame chi khoob bashe. motmaenam ke hame chi khoobe.
khodaya... ye chizi beshe dige!
The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in Him and I am helped. Psalm 28:7
what if we never happen? what am i gonna do then?
x me
You think you see me 'cause you've seen every line on my face
You want to want me just because I say that I want you
But does it matter if anything I'm saying is the truth
You need somebody, somebody to hold onto
But this ain't the movies, and we ain't heroes
Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
The streetlights buzz as the cars roll by and the moon don't give a damn
My boots just keep on walkin', but a heart don't understand
Why I'm staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
I said that I want you, but when we woke up one of us was crying
You rolled over and all you said was, "Man, I think I'm dying"
Our song is over, this band of gold has been feeling like a noose
You place your bets 'cause no one thinks they'll lose
Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
The streetlights buzz as the cars roll by and the moon don't give a damn
My boots just keep on walkin', but my heart don't understand
Why I'm staring at your window
The light of love can blind you 'til you cover up your eyes
And you try to find the reason not to say good bye
It's the curse of every sailor standing on dry land
Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
The night is fading like my old tattoo
A heart and a dagger that says "Forever"
Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
The streetlights buzz as the cars roll by and the moon don't give a damn
I'm getting tired of talkin', even I don't understand
Why I'm staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
azat badam miad mituni befahmi?
ino ke mikhunam yade oon rooz mioftam ke baraye avalin bar shenidamesh va hey fekr kardam ke e cheghadr in kalame ha ashna hastan... hamoon ja ke vaysade boodam vgaht mikoshtam eynak ha ro negah mikardam, asheghe oon eynake vogue shodam, vali naraftam beporsam ke che joorie o ina... bayad beram baraye check up a cheshmam, test lazem dare, kheili vaghte... man eynak e vogue mikham, man hanooz cheshmam donbale oon eynak e armani e ke ba oona didam... cheghadr behem mioomad.cheghadr oon do ta har do shoon alan avaz shodan, az hich kodoomeshoon khabar nadaram. kash hame chi khoob bashe. motmaenam ke hame chi khoobe.
khodaya... ye chizi beshe dige!
The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in Him and I am helped. Psalm 28:7
what if we never happen? what am i gonna do then?
x me
by: FRMS at 21:49 |
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quotes, fr
ای ساربان آهسته ران کارام جانم می رود
وان دل که با خود داشتم با دلستانم می رود
من مانده ام مهجور ازو درمانده و رنجور ازو
گویی که نیشی دور ازو در استخوانم می رود
گقتم به نیرنگ فسون پنهان کنم نیش درون
پنهان نمی ماند که خون بر آستانم می رود
محمل بدار ای ساروان تندی مکن با کاروان
کز عشق آن سرو روان گویی روانم می رود
او می رود دامن کشان من زهر تنهایی چشان
دیگر مپرس از من نشان کز دل نشانم می رود
...
گفتم بگریم تا ابل چون خر فرو ماند به گل
این نیز نتوانم که دل با دل ستانم می رود
...
در رفتن جان از بدن گویند هر نوعی سخن
من خود به چشم خویشتن دیدم که جانم می رود
...
دیگه چی می تونم بگم؟
من سه بار این رو تجربه کردم، حتی اگه اونی که تجربه می کرد خود من نبودم
وان دل که با خود داشتم با دلستانم می رود
من مانده ام مهجور ازو درمانده و رنجور ازو
گویی که نیشی دور ازو در استخوانم می رود
گقتم به نیرنگ فسون پنهان کنم نیش درون
پنهان نمی ماند که خون بر آستانم می رود
محمل بدار ای ساروان تندی مکن با کاروان
کز عشق آن سرو روان گویی روانم می رود
او می رود دامن کشان من زهر تنهایی چشان
دیگر مپرس از من نشان کز دل نشانم می رود
...
گفتم بگریم تا ابل چون خر فرو ماند به گل
این نیز نتوانم که دل با دل ستانم می رود
...
در رفتن جان از بدن گویند هر نوعی سخن
من خود به چشم خویشتن دیدم که جانم می رود
...
دیگه چی می تونم بگم؟
من سه بار این رو تجربه کردم، حتی اگه اونی که تجربه می کرد خود من نبودم
by: FRMS at 23:48 |
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quotes, smiling, fr , easy, never forget
you have to stop treating this relationship like its a boxing match only one of us can win. it'll be nice if u could drop the gloves and trust me.
-GA-
I was very ill today. Everything else was good. The phone call, the friend. The lover, the friend, the messages,the long night out.
- Do you think you can forgive me for all the things about me that bother you?
: Yea.
- I hope so.
: Yea. Can you?
- Yes.
: Aiit.
And that's how it's done.
And that was the 19th.
x me
-GA-
I was very ill today. Everything else was good. The phone call, the friend. The lover, the friend, the messages,the long night out.
- Do you think you can forgive me for all the things about me that bother you?
: Yea.
- I hope so.
: Yea. Can you?
- Yes.
: Aiit.
And that's how it's done.
And that was the 19th.
x me
by: FRMS at 20:00 |
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quotes, fr , easy
When you saw me flirting, you smashed a glass; when victor heard I had an affair he started crunching poll numbers. I need a man who cares enough to explode when he thinks he's gonna lose me. I don't just love you, I love the way you love me.
by: FRMS at 21:01 |
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quotes, fr , dhw
I'm tired of running let's walk for a minute.
by: FRMS at 20:30 |
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quotes, tired, fr , sigh
حرف تنهایی قدیمی، اما تلخ و سینه سوزه
اولین و آخرین حرف، حرف هر روز و هنوزه
تنهایی شاید یه راهه، راهیه تا بی نهایت
قصه ی همیشه تکرار، هجرت و هجرت و هجرت
اما تو این راه که همراه جز هجوم خار و خس نیست
کسی شاید باشه شاید، کسی که دستاش قفس نیست
.....
دستاش
وای خدای من
خدایا... تنهام نذار
تو رو خدا تنهام نذار
X
اولین و آخرین حرف، حرف هر روز و هنوزه
تنهایی شاید یه راهه، راهیه تا بی نهایت
قصه ی همیشه تکرار، هجرت و هجرت و هجرت
اما تو این راه که همراه جز هجوم خار و خس نیست
کسی شاید باشه شاید، کسی که دستاش قفس نیست
.....
دستاش
وای خدای من
خدایا... تنهام نذار
تو رو خدا تنهام نذار
X
by: FRMS at 19:37 |
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quotes, fr
می خوام این رو اینجا بنویسم که
که هیچی
درد ما را نیست درمان الغیاث هجر ما را نیست پایان الغیاث
دین و دل بردند و قصد جان کنند الغیاث از جور خوبان الغیاث
در بهای بوسه ای جانی طلب می کنند این دلستانان الغیاث
خون ما خوردند این کافر دلان ای مسلمانان چه درمان الغیاث
همچو حافظ روز و شب بی خویشتن گشته ام سوزان و گریان الغیاث
دیگه چیزی نمی مونه واسه گفتن
حس عجیبی دارم
روز عجیبی بر من گذشت
من لز کجا می دونستم امروز فوتبالی داره که تو بخوای تماشا کنی؟
که هیچی
درد ما را نیست درمان الغیاث هجر ما را نیست پایان الغیاث
دین و دل بردند و قصد جان کنند الغیاث از جور خوبان الغیاث
در بهای بوسه ای جانی طلب می کنند این دلستانان الغیاث
خون ما خوردند این کافر دلان ای مسلمانان چه درمان الغیاث
همچو حافظ روز و شب بی خویشتن گشته ام سوزان و گریان الغیاث
دیگه چیزی نمی مونه واسه گفتن
حس عجیبی دارم
روز عجیبی بر من گذشت
من لز کجا می دونستم امروز فوتبالی داره که تو بخوای تماشا کنی؟
by: FRMS at 17:43 |
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quotes, fr , never forget
Rule 1
Nothing exists until it is measured.
Neil Bohr 1930
Rule 2
Ignore rule 1
ah! science!!!turbulence is pretty cool, up to the point where you start panicking for the exam. God help me!
Nothing exists until it is measured.
Neil Bohr 1930
Rule 2
Ignore rule 1
ah! science!!!turbulence is pretty cool, up to the point where you start panicking for the exam. God help me!
by: FRMS at 21:18 |
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quotes, smiling, scared and worried, so-so
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! ps new yr new tags!!!
shod rooze sevvom e sal!!
Jan 1st
all the happy new year messages - and there, after an hour THE text. watch the fireworks and think how i wish i were there. and i think next year, next year, i'm not gonna miss anything, i'm not gonna think of all the i wish's but rather, i will be there and i will live it.
some kind of light at the end
stoned, forgetful and thin
i'm drinking what used to be sin
and touching the edge of her skin
you make me smile!
the friend who is there. the friend who wanted to be there so much. the friend who gives so much and expects nothing. the friend who calls and talks and is so nice makes you wanna cry. but i smile. i feel happy. and content. i am happy and content. and he teaches me how being content is beyond everything else, it's a peaceful state of mind and heart. and i think of "sokoon".
the morning after, the day we all go shopping separately. the day we buy things, similar things, separately. but it feels as if we walk together, hand in hand maybe even. just not. the cowboy; the poison; the perfume; and no matter what the situation, i recognize armani!!!!
the day i did nothing but feel good! the day i did nothing but take care of me, of the house, do things i hadn't done in a while. the day i didn't study. i didn't do anything about applications either. the day i was lazy. and this is the start of the year!!!! it wasn't supposed to be like this; but no complaints.
today:
, 
, shopping, cowboy, 
Jan 2nd
struggle to wake up, to do the dishes, to shower, to eat, to get ready, to leave, to walk towards destination, about an hour late. he smiles, he is not annoyed. we talk. we go shopping, we go home. we talk about home and what the houses there look like. and i think of all the houses there were and are not any more. and i think of that specific house i called home: when would that cease to be???
the afternoon of fun, excitement and joy. eat laugh sleep watch tv muffins grapes
the night, talk of all that there was some ten years ago, laugh wholeheartedly...
the day i did no work, no studies.
i have a cold.
today:, smile would be an understatement, pretty, 
,
Jan 1st
all the happy new year messages - and there, after an hour THE text. watch the fireworks and think how i wish i were there. and i think next year, next year, i'm not gonna miss anything, i'm not gonna think of all the i wish's but rather, i will be there and i will live it.
some kind of light at the end
stoned, forgetful and thin
i'm drinking what used to be sin
and touching the edge of her skin
you make me smile!
the friend who is there. the friend who wanted to be there so much. the friend who gives so much and expects nothing. the friend who calls and talks and is so nice makes you wanna cry. but i smile. i feel happy. and content. i am happy and content. and he teaches me how being content is beyond everything else, it's a peaceful state of mind and heart. and i think of "sokoon".
the morning after, the day we all go shopping separately. the day we buy things, similar things, separately. but it feels as if we walk together, hand in hand maybe even. just not. the cowboy; the poison; the perfume; and no matter what the situation, i recognize armani!!!!
the day i did nothing but feel good! the day i did nothing but take care of me, of the house, do things i hadn't done in a while. the day i didn't study. i didn't do anything about applications either. the day i was lazy. and this is the start of the year!!!! it wasn't supposed to be like this; but no complaints.
today:
, , shopping, cowboy, Jan 2nd
struggle to wake up, to do the dishes, to shower, to eat, to get ready, to leave, to walk towards destination, about an hour late. he smiles, he is not annoyed. we talk. we go shopping, we go home. we talk about home and what the houses there look like. and i think of all the houses there were and are not any more. and i think of that specific house i called home: when would that cease to be???
the afternoon of fun, excitement and joy. eat laugh sleep watch tv muffins grapes
the night, talk of all that there was some ten years ago, laugh wholeheartedly...
the day i did no work, no studies.
i have a cold.
today:
, smile would be an understatement, pretty, , by: FRMS at 09:40 |
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quotes, thumbs up
she had the chance to leave but she chose to stay
oh what a beautiful day
the choices we make along the line. the choice you made that one night. that day of big talk. that day in december. that night when you stayed. you were given a choice and you stayed. dawn of december 5th. i hope you don't regret your choice. ever. i hope you never look back and give it a second thought.
i hope you dance
never settle for the path of least resistance
oh what a beautiful day
the choices we make along the line. the choice you made that one night. that day of big talk. that day in december. that night when you stayed. you were given a choice and you stayed. dawn of december 5th. i hope you don't regret your choice. ever. i hope you never look back and give it a second thought.
i hope you dance
never settle for the path of least resistance
by: FRMS at 13:13 |
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quotes, smiling
another fine december morning: i open my eyes to the sound of you knocking on my phone; i open my eyes to my flowers on my window sill, an hour later than i should have, i get out of bed. do what i got to before i leave the house; finally i am ready. a bit of rushing here and there, but i smile to all the people i see along the way. it's christmas time; everybody smiles back.
there you are, and there i am, and there we all are. the three of us, together. better than ever before. our eyes secretly shine better than they have in a while and it feels good to take glimpse of each one of us smiling to ourselves. girl talk, grown-up talk... though we still are kids. we laugh and we savor each moment and we think of all the years we lost. promises and more promises. this time believing we are gonna keep them.
can't you see baby
si es perfecto
yes, life, with all its magnificence and glory. this is what it is supposed to be like. this is what it has not been like for a long long time. this is a good time, this is a good age, though we still have a long way to go until we are twenty eight! these are the good times. and we shall remember them in their full height, "depth" and "width".
i return home, smiling, feeling tired since i had little sleep last night, but smile nevertheless, thinking, thanking God in secret. yes, this was one fine december day.
there you are, and there i am, and there we all are. the three of us, together. better than ever before. our eyes secretly shine better than they have in a while and it feels good to take glimpse of each one of us smiling to ourselves. girl talk, grown-up talk... though we still are kids. we laugh and we savor each moment and we think of all the years we lost. promises and more promises. this time believing we are gonna keep them.
can't you see baby
si es perfecto
yes, life, with all its magnificence and glory. this is what it is supposed to be like. this is what it has not been like for a long long time. this is a good time, this is a good age, though we still have a long way to go until we are twenty eight! these are the good times. and we shall remember them in their full height, "depth" and "width".
i return home, smiling, feeling tired since i had little sleep last night, but smile nevertheless, thinking, thanking God in secret. yes, this was one fine december day.
by: FRMS at 23:34 |
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quotes, smiling, easy, its time
ye roozayee enghadr gir midam be hame chi...
enghadr gir midam enghadr fekr mikonam enghadr mipichoonam enghadr pichide mishe enghadr talkh mishe enghadr halam gerefte mishe enghadr khaste misham enghadr kalafe misham enghadr pashimoon misham
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
bad ye roozayee hastan ke aroom migzaran bi fekr bi pichidegi be dardesar bi ghose
emrooz az oon rooza bood
emrooz koli chiz yad gereftam
emrooz rooze khoobi bood
emrooz koli aab khordam!!
emshab man khoshhal mikhabam
bi dalil faghat chon hich dalili baraye joz in boodan vojood nadare
mohem ine
mohem, engar faghat hamine
one of those days when you stare right back at life in all its glory!
enghadr gir midam enghadr fekr mikonam enghadr mipichoonam enghadr pichide mishe enghadr talkh mishe enghadr halam gerefte mishe enghadr khaste misham enghadr kalafe misham enghadr pashimoon misham
Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
bad ye roozayee hastan ke aroom migzaran bi fekr bi pichidegi be dardesar bi ghose
emrooz az oon rooza bood
emrooz koli chiz yad gereftam
emrooz rooze khoobi bood
emrooz koli aab khordam!!
emshab man khoshhal mikhabam
bi dalil faghat chon hich dalili baraye joz in boodan vojood nadare
mohem ine
mohem, engar faghat hamine
one of those days when you stare right back at life in all its glory!
by: FRMS at 00:51 |
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quotes, easy
It's Christmas again... and again, missing you makes me blue -
"Lots of things
can be laughable
such as
kissing my phone
when I have heard
your voice in it.
Not to kiss my phone
when I cannot kiss you
would be
still more laughable
and sadder."
-Erich Fried-
Have a very merry one!
"Lots of things
can be laughable
such as
kissing my phone
when I have heard
your voice in it.
Not to kiss my phone
when I cannot kiss you
would be
still more laughable
and sadder."
-Erich Fried-
Have a very merry one!
by: FRMS at 13:56 |
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quotes, fr , easy
man fekr mikonam
hargez naboode ghalbe man in goone garm o sorkh
ehsas mikonam
dar bad tarin daghayeghe in shaam e marg-za
chandin hezar cheshme-ye khorshid dar delam
mijooshad az yaghin
ehsas mikonam
dar har kenar o goosheye in shoore-zar e ya's
chandin hezar jangal e shaadab nagahan
mirooyad az zamin
aah ey yaghin e gom shode
ey maahi e goriz
dar berke haye ayene labzide too be too
man o gir e saafi am
inak be sehr e eshgh
az berke haye ayene
raahi be man bejoo
man fekr mikonam
hargez naboode daste man in saan bozorg o shaad
ehsas mikonam
dar chashme man be aabshor e ashk e sorkh poosh
khorshid e bi ghoroobe so'oodi ke shab nafas
ehsas mikonam
dar har ragam be har tapeshe ghalbe man konoon
bidar baash e ghafeleyee
mizanad jaras
...
kheili naaze!
hargez naboode ghalbe man in goone garm o sorkh
ehsas mikonam
dar bad tarin daghayeghe in shaam e marg-za
chandin hezar cheshme-ye khorshid dar delam
mijooshad az yaghin
ehsas mikonam
dar har kenar o goosheye in shoore-zar e ya's
chandin hezar jangal e shaadab nagahan
mirooyad az zamin
aah ey yaghin e gom shode
ey maahi e goriz
dar berke haye ayene labzide too be too
man o gir e saafi am
inak be sehr e eshgh
az berke haye ayene
raahi be man bejoo
man fekr mikonam
hargez naboode daste man in saan bozorg o shaad
ehsas mikonam
dar chashme man be aabshor e ashk e sorkh poosh
khorshid e bi ghoroobe so'oodi ke shab nafas
ehsas mikonam
dar har ragam be har tapeshe ghalbe man konoon
bidar baash e ghafeleyee
mizanad jaras
...
kheili naaze!
by: FRMS at 12:22 |
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An hour passed, this was akin to happiness, under the softest of lights their grimy faces looked washed, the eyes of those who were not asleep shone, the first blind man reached out for his wife's hand and pressed it, from this gesture we can see how a rested body can contribute to the harmony of the mind.
Jose Saramago - Blindness
Jose Saramago - Blindness
by: FRMS at 14:38 |
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