Entry for June 30, 2006

Have you ever wondered what the person on the other side of the mirror is trying to tell you?
She is trying to tell me SOMETHING, I just don't get it ....... yet......

Entry for June 29, 2006

I started a joke
Which started the whole world crying
Oh but I didn't see
That the joke was on me...oh no..
And I started to cry
Which started the whole world laughing
Oh if I'd only seen
That the joke was on me
And I looked at the skies
Running my hands
Over my eyes
And I fell out of bed
Cursing my head
For things that I've said
Till I finally died
Which started the whole world living
Oh if I'd only seen
That the joke was on me

Entry for June 27, 2006

تا زهره و مه در آسمان گشت پدید بهتر ز می ناب کسی هیچ ندید

من در عجبم ز میفروشان کایشان به زانکه فروشند چه خواهند خرید

Entry for June 23, 2006

It went from sunshine...to shade...to rain
It went from passion...to pleasure...to pain
From singing sweet love songs, to cryin' the blues
So good...to so bad...so soon

It started with words like forever
And went from always, to sometimes, to never
From give me some lovin'...to give me some room
So good...to so bad...so soon

It went from so good...to so bad...so soon
So good, to so bad, so soon
But nobody told me, so I never knew
It goes from so good, to so bad, so soon

Entry for June 22, 2006

When I was 14 I used to have a diary and in it I would write everything - all the memories good and bad.After a few years I realized I would never forget the memories worth remembering , so in my diary I wrote poems and notes that made me think and would remind me of the little things we tend to forget or sometimes I would make note of a poem just because I thought reading it once would never suffice.
Thanks to technology this blog is now my diary.

Entry for June 20, 2006

پيش از مرجان خلايي بود در انديشه دريا ها

Entry for June 19, 2006

There is always some madness in love, but there is also always some reason in madness.
-Friedrich Nietzsche

Entry for June 15, 2006

به خاطر ِ يک سرود

به خاطر ِ يک قصه در سردترين ِ شب‌ها تاريک‌ترين ِ شب‌هابه خاطر ِ عروسک‌هاي ِ تو، نه به خاطر ِ انسان‌هاي ِ بزرگ

به خاطر ِ سنگ‌فرشي که مرا به تو مي‌رساند، نه به خاطر ِ شاه‌راه‌هاي ِدوردست

Entry for June 14, 2006

اشك رازي است

لبخند رازي است

عشق رازي است
اشك آن شب لبخند عشقم بود

*قصه نيستم كه بگويي

نغمه نيستم كه بخواني

صدا نيستم كه بشنوي

يا چيزي چنان كه ببين

ييا چيزي چنان كه بداني
من درد مشتركم

مرا فرياد كن

*درخت با جنگل سخن ميگويد

علف با صحرا

ستاره با كهكشان

و من با تو سخن مي گويم

نامت را به من بگو

دستت را به من بده

حرفت را به من بگو

قلبت را به من بده

من ريشه هاي ترا يافته ام

با لبانت براي همه لب ها سخن گفته ام

و دست هايت با دستان من آشناست
در خلوت روشن با تو گريسته ام

براي خاطر زندگان

و در گورستان تاريك با تو خوانده ام

زيباترين سرودها رازيرا كه مردگان اين سال

عاشق ترين زندگان بوده اند
*دستت را به من بده

دست هاي تو با من آشناست

اي دير يافته! با تو سخن ميگويم

بسان ابر كه با توفان

بسان علف كه با صحراب

سان باران كه با دريا

بسان پرنده كه با بهار

بسان درخت كه با جنگل سخن مي گويد
زيرا من

ريشه هاي تر يافته ام

زيرا كه صداي من

با صداي تو آشناست

Entry for June 12, 2006

A little note to my daughter/son:

I miss you...

Entry for June 07, 2006

Sometimes I just want to take some bleach, scrub my brains until it's clean as the first day I was born and then fall into a deep, thoughtless sleep...
I am soooo sleepy right now.

Entry for June 06, 2006

هر كسي از ظن خود شد يار من

وزدرون من نجست اسرار من

Entry for June 05, 2006

از خاطرات آدم و حوا
بعد از اين همه سال فهميدم كه اون اوايل در مورد حوا اشتباه مي كردم، زندگي كردن بيرون از بهشت ، اما با اون خيلي بهتر از زندگي كردن تو بهشت اما بدون اونه٠ اولش فكر مي كردم كه خيلي حرف مي زنه ، اما الان اگر اون صداساكت بشه و از زندگيم بره حسابي غمگين مي شم٠٠٠

Entry for June 01, 2006

Human Rights Declaration- Article 3 :

Everyone has the right of life , liberty and security of person.