Thursday, December 02, 2010



I came to a realization today
I hate when that happens, it means I know what I want and sadly its not what I have...

He tries so hard to put a smile on everyone else's face...

The bruise on my arm is getting better, the bruise on my heart is getting worse.

Sunday, November 28, 2010




I'm bruised-literally-he bruised me...

Sunday, September 19, 2010




Small World

French tourists in Buenos Aires also look into each others eyes while toasting!

And again I am alone, 30 came by and said hi, I am so so alone...

Thursday, September 09, 2010

We just want to be loved, thats all

Wednesday, June 02, 2010



بده بد بد

چه امیدی؟ چه ایمانی؟

کرک جان خوب می‌خوانی

من این آواز پاکت را در این غمگین خراب‌آباد

چو بوی بالهای سوخته‌ت پرواز خواهم داد

گرت دستی دهد با خویش در دنجی فراهم باش

بخوان آواز تلخت را

ولیکن دل به غم مسپار

کرک جان بنده‌ی دم باش

بده بد بد

ره هر پیک و پیغام و خبر بسته‌ست

نه تنها بال و پر، بال نظر بسته‌ست

قفس تنگ‌ست و در بسته‌ست

کرک جان راست گفتی خوب خواندی

ناز آوازت

من این آواز تلخت را

بده بد بد

دروغین بود هم لبخند و هم سوگند

دروغین است هر سوگند و هر لبخند

و حتی دلنشین آواز جفت تشنه‌ی پیوند

من این غمگین سرودت را هم‌آواز پرستوهای آه خویشتن پرواز خواهم داد

به شهر آواز خواهم داد

بده بد بد

چه پیوندی؟ چه پیمانی؟

کرک جان خوب می‌خوانی

خوشا با خود نشستن نرم‌نرمک اشکی افشاندن

خوشا پیمانه‌ای دور از حریفان گران جانی

کرک جان خوب می‌خوانی


اخوان ثالث


Monday, February 22, 2010




I feel so alone...
-Ann Arbor, MI

Tuesday, December 22, 2009




هستم ولی خستم

Tuesday, October 20, 2009




I believe in knowledge and luck, facts and randomness, not God.
A doctor saved a mans life on an airplane.
The old man was lucky to have a doctor on the same plane.
The doctor had the knowledge to help the man...

Hopefully we will all have knowledge and luck around when we need them, specially on a plane!

Wednesday, July 29, 2009




The Green "We were watching TV"- Nazli's Version


We were watching YT (YouTube), watching FB(Facebook)
In a random Square ,
Lost my baby there

My Persian rose ,In her bloodstained clothes

She was out fighting for her vote

On a warm summer evening in Tehran

She had a shiny hair ,She was the daughter of an engineer


Won't you shed a tear,For my Persian rose

My Persian rose ,In her bloodstained clothes

She had a perfect breasts,She had high hopes,She had almond eyes,She had ivory thighs,She was a student of philosophy


Won't you grieve with me? For my Persian Rose?

Iranians around the world
Do not forget do not forget,
The children who died for you

Did we do anything after this?
I've feeling we did
We were watching YT (YouTube),Watching FB (FaceBook),We were watching YT(YouTube),Watching
FB (FaceBook)

She wore a green bandanna that said:Freedom now

She thought the Great Wall of Lies

Would come tumbling down

She was a student,Her father was an engineer

Won't you shed a tear,For my Persian rose
My Persian rose,In her bloodstained clothes

Her father fought old Mohammad Reza Shah
That no-good low-down dirty rat

Who used to order his troops

To fire on his own people

Imagine that imagine that!


She's everybody's sister

She's a symbolic of our resistance

She's the one in seventy million

Who can help us to be free

Because she died on YT(YouTube)

Tuesday, April 21, 2009




من خوشبخترینم

Friday, December 12, 2008


I have officially been married for 18 days now, it's so interesting when you are happy you forget about blogging and writing poems and quoting songs!
I feel so lucky to have married someone I love...

Friday, September 26, 2008



When two become one :)


همیشه خدایا محبت دلها به دلها بماند بسان دل ما


Wednesday, September 10, 2008




Birthday time again, its amazing how the years pass. It seems like they pass faster as you grow older.
I am happy, very happy...

Tuesday, June 10, 2008



I wanna know the same thing everyone wants to know:
How's it going to end?!?!?
-Tom Waits

Friday, May 16, 2008


Love me, love me, love me, love me, say you do
Let me fly away with you

For my love is like the wind,
and wild is the wind
Wild is the wind

You touch me, I hear the sound of mandolins

You kiss me

With your kiss my life begins

You're spring to me, all things to me

Don't you know you're life, itself!

Like the leaf clings to the tree,
Oh, my darling, cling to me
For we're like creatures of the wind,
and wild is the wind ...

Wild is the wind

Friday, May 09, 2008



In the deepest ocean
The bottom of the sea
Your eyes
They turn me
Why should I stay here?
Why should I stay?

I'd be crazy not to follow
Follow where you lead
Your eyes
They turn me

Turn me on to phantoms
I follow to the edge of the earth
And fall off
Everybody leaves
If they get the chance
And this is my chance

I get eaten by the worms
Weird fishes
Get picked over by the worms
Weird fishes
Weird fishes
Weird fishes

I'll hit the bottom
Hit the bottom and escape
Escape

I'll hit the bottom
Hit the bottom and escape
Escape

Friday, May 02, 2008



Round, like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel.
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnaval balloon
Like a carousell that's turning
Running rings around the moon

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of it's own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream.

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle your head
Why did summer go so quickly
Was it something that I said
Lovers walking allong the shore,
Leave their footprints in the sand
Was the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand

Pictures hanging in a hallway
And a fragment of this song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong
When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
As the images unwind
Like the circle that you find
In the windmills of your mind...

Monday, March 31, 2008



New York again...

Thursday, March 20, 2008



...كاشكي نره

Thursday, February 28, 2008



The flower said, "I wish I was a tree,"
The tree said, "I wish I could be
A different kind of tree,
The cat wished that it was a bee,
The turtle wished that it could fly
Really high into the sky,
Over rooftops and then dive
Deep into the sea.

And in the sea there is a fish,
A fish that has a secret wish,
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it.
And in the sea there is a fish,
A fish that has a secret wish,
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it.

And the flower
Would be its offering
Of love to the desert.
And the desert,
So dry and lonely,
That the creatures all
Appreciate the effort.

And the rattlesnake said,
"I wish I had hands so
I could hug you like a man."
And then the cactus said,
"Don't you understand,
My skin is covered with sharp spikes
That'll stab you like a thousand knives.
A hug would be nice,
But hug my flower with your eyes."

The flower said, "I wish I was a tree,"
The tree said, "I wish I could be
A different kind of tree,
The cat wished that it was a bee,
The turtle wished that it could fly
Really high into the sky,
Over rooftops and then dive
Deep into the sea.

And in the sea there is a fish,
A fish that has a secret wish,
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it.
And in the sea there is a fish,
A fish that has a secret wish,
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it.

And the flower
Would be its offering
Of love to the desert.
And the desert,
So dry and lonely,
That the creatures all
Appreciate the effort.

-Tree hugger (from Juno)