Lost dead love...
Guy X: I feel like having flu, but if I can be at your side the whole night, I am sure I will fight back the flu...Can I?
Flash back......
"The wife: Baddo, what are you doing? Why are you kissing me like this? You will get the flu from me...
The husband: Any sickness I get from you is lovely and enjoyable for me...
9 Days later...
The wife: Honey, why you do not come to bed to sleep?
The husband: My ..., I feel like having flu, I will sleep on the sofa so that you will not catch it..."
Tears, tears, tears...non-stop...
Love?!...love! Lost dead love...
Me on the way to Tioman...
....And I am still going...
In a prison of me...
With the chains in my numb legs...
With the passion in my wet eyes...
With the confidence of winning myself all way through,
From the blossom of...
Stupid smile in yesterday's wall...
To the red flower of a body falling into the heart of the soil...
Upto Tomorrow...tomorrow?!
And the peaceful storm of the death poem...
Burried in fevered soil...
And tomorrow...
When I am burried in the fevered soil...
Bring down my photo from my wall...
- The stupid photo which is always laughing, in darkness and in failure -
And ask it: "What were you laughing at?"
Dived to drown....
The bee was struggling to survive from the glass of sweet liquid she was in...
which she chose to dive in before…
but now, if she stays there she will be drowned and dead…
Her death...
"This is the nostalgia of lost heaven, that is there deep in the being of most men……"
She lives in herself maybe it is a selective death…
"No need to interfere in my thoughts…"
Heard: "Am I dealing with a whimsical insane person or an extraordinary one?!"… Quizzical!
"She is dead now… was she afraid of her praised loneliness?"
Or maybe she was thoroughly prosperous and wanted to keep that for herself for ever!?
Thanks!
Life is most of the time, the repeated loop of accidents and experiences, sometimes we do the same mistakes again and again, we value things or people who do not deserve even a piece of our attention, and then few of us hardly forgive ourselves and keep questioning ourselves why did I sacrifice this or that, most of the time we do so with the intention that someone might understand but some of us have a better reason for all of that: we do things that we even know it hurts us back badly with the reason that we will feel better about ourselves and our humanity essence if any! It takes quite a long time to reach to this point as we always think of all give and take relations…
It has been quite a while I have reached to that point. So I see the need to thank all the so called "bad people" in my definition who got to be the reason for this achievement of mine, although it is never good to misuse others weak points…
More peaceful adventurous life at the end is always left… :)
Repeating word by word...
You "said" this, with the lips that were repeating the name of a flower...
and since we started that trip, your talk was full of your lips repeating the name of Spring...
and your talk penetrated in my soul and I was repeating all of that, word by word...
the words with the perfume of your lips...
A tear for mankind...
"Why are you crying?" he asked his mom. "Because I'm a mother" she told him. "I don't understand," he saidHis mom just hugged him and said, "You never will..." Later the little boy asked his father why his mother seemed to cry for no reason. "All mothers cry for no reason," was all his dad could say. The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why mothers cry. So he finally put in a call to God. When God got on the phone the man said, "God, why do mothers cry so easily?" God said, "You see, son, when I made mothers they had to be special. I made their shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort. I gave them an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times comes from their children. "I gave them a hardiness that allows them to keep going when everyone else gives up, and to take care of their families through sickness and fatigue without complaining. "I gave them the sensitivity to love their children under all circumstances, even when their child has hurt them very badly. This same sensitivity helps them to make a child's boo-boo feel better and helps them share a teenager's anxieties and fears. "I gave them a tear to shed. It's theirs exclusively to use whenever it is needed. It's their only weakness. It's a tear for mankind."
Current Iran situation
Khak bar sareshun! mobile ha ghate, internet ghate, BBC ghate, ye zuri ru VOA ham bezanan takmil mishe, in ye keshvare azade, man yeki hich kari be siasat nadashtam hichvagh ama mesike vaghean nemishe! man yeki az unaee budam ke 4 sale pish be rais jomhure kununi ray dadam be omide taghir...alan khoshalam Iran zendegi nemikonam...moteasefane...chera man bayad be in noghte beresam?mani ke salha jangidam ke az in keshvar naram...
Translation!: Shit to them! Cellphones are disconnected, internet is disconnected, BBC channel is disconnected, I am waiting to see how sudden VOA will be disconnected soon to complete the perfect free country situation, I never was engaged in any political activities but seems it is not possible to continue like that. I was one of those people who voted to the current president 4 years ago with the hope to change..Now I am happy I do not live here in Iran any more...unfortunately...Why should it be like this? Why should I feel like this after many years of insisting to live here...
