hided in my shadow
hunted by words
hurt by sweethearts
silence gray cloud
screams may heal the favor of this favorites....
Jan 2
Jan 2, 2026 at 9:59 PM UTC
I write, so my beloved remains in heart and soul,
So the mark of my time remains at the world's core.
And this writing, so our tale remains in a soul too,
From this writing, ages hence, a glimmer of mystery remains.
I wish this very mystery of my soul remained in your heart and soul,
So that from a handful of dust, a tale-spinner remains one day.
Do not know the tale as sorrow, so a little smile remains,
For the people of the night, the longing for a sun remains.
If the longing for the sun remains, life itself remains,
Hold onto the longing for the sun, so that goodness remains from you.
The longing for the sun, like the sun, remains radiant on the world,
The longing for the sun, like love, its flame remains forever.
For the longing for the sun, laughter itself turns to tears,
Tears from the spring, making laughter ever laughing, remains.
Dec 12, 2025
Dec 12, 2025 at 11:38 AM UTC
می نگارم تا نگارم در دل و جانی بماند تا نگار روزگارم در غم و نسیان نماند
وین نگارم تا بدانی غصه ما هم نماند وز نگار روزگاران جز کمی ابهام نماند
کاش همین ایهام جانم در دل و جانت بماند تا ز مشتی خاک روزی قصه پران بماند
شوق افتاب گر بماند زندگی خود می بماند شوق افتاب را نگاه دار تا ز تو نیکی بماند
قصه را غصه ندان تا کمی لبخند بماند از برای مردم شب شوق افتابی بماند
Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 7:31 AM UTC
When we live sky looks light blue.
When we leave it look angry and cruel...
Living with each other is true hope.
Leaving for each other is an old rainy coat...
Do we really have to live years of being leaved?
While they can leave us memories of a true love.
Oct 29, 2025
Oct 29, 2025 at 10:42 PM UTC
Passage of time is not always the medicine,
When it can make me further from the last time,
The last time I stared in your eyes and felt happpy ,
The last time I took your hand and walked.
Hey Doctor take me this away,
Wanna go back to the last minute.
To the last place sun set gorgeously....
Oct 10, 2025
Oct 10, 2025 at 8:48 AM UTC
open up the window
watch the wind through the willow
Finally, it's Autumn cold
Time to take out your boots
Time to take out notebooks
Time to make memories
Time to shake all berries
Finally Autumn cold in our city
Time to talk in rain
Time to walk in rain
Time to live among the leaves
Time to live for our feels
It's Autumn cold
Sep 27, 2025
Sep 27, 2025 at 10:15 PM UTC
Be a bird even if not heard
Be the light even in the night
Be alone even on your own
Be bright even if not right
Be simple even in the jungle
Be butterfly even when hard to fly
Sep 26, 2025
Sep 26, 2025 at 3:16 AM UTC
They say words come together to make stories
But to me each word was born in a story
what is the story of your name ?
what is the name of that story?
mine?
Born to be Burnt in your fire place.
Aug 29, 2025
Aug 29, 2025 at 12:35 AM UTC
It all occurs then,
when you cry with all your heart ,
and with all your heart you know that it's impossible.
But you still want that.....
Just remember,
while you're squeezing your wet eyelids,
it's waiting for you behind this curtain.
All you've been waiting for
Aug 28, 2025
Aug 28, 2025 at 1:30 AM UTC