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Sunday, May 2

My brother...


It was nice growing up with someone like you - someone to lean on, someone to count on... someone to tell on!

9 Comments:

Anonymous blue said...

A mountain of stone, a door of steel Can't stand in my way, I'd go on Brutal machines, unbending laws Can't slow me down, I'd go on I've learned how to deal and when to fight I know what's real, I know what's right I'm not afraid, a wounded dove I can be tender in a world so tough I'm sure I could face the bitter cold But life without you, I don't know The winds of the heart can blow me down But I get right up and stand my ground I've tasted fear, my share of pain The wasted tears of love in vain I've held you tight, pushed you away Now with all my might I beg you to stay I'm sure I could face the bitter cold But life without you, I don't know I know what I want, I know what I need But there's just one thing I must believe Deep in the night by a dying flame You will be there call your name I'm sure I could face the bitter cold But life without you, I don't know Oh oh I don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know

Mon May 03, 04:11:00 am 2010  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

از تهی سرشار
جویبار لحظه ها جاری ست
چون سبوی تشنه کاندر خواب بيند آب ، واندر آب بيند سنگ
دوستان و دشمنان را می شناسم من
زندگی را دوست می دارم
مرگ را دشمن
وای ، اما با که باید گفت این ؟ من دوستی دارم
که به دشمن خواهم از او التجا بردن
جویبار لحظه ها جاری

Mon May 10, 05:42:00 am 2010  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

اگر زنی را نیافته‌ای که با رفتنش

نابود شوی

تمام زندگی‌ات را باخته‌ای

این را

منی می‌گویم

که روزهایم را زنی برده است جایی دور

پیچیده دور گیسوانش

آویخته بر گردن

سنجاق کرده روی سینه

یا ریخته پای گلدان‌هاش

باقی را هم گذاشته توی کمد

برای روز مبادا

Mon May 10, 10:04:00 am 2010  
Anonymous blue said...

شاعر که باشی
دنیا برای بخشیدن
کوچک‌ترین واژه است

Tue May 11, 09:26:00 am 2010  
Anonymous lena said...

None lives for ever,
and
nothing lasts for long.
Keep that in
mind and rejoice.
Our life is not the one old burden,
our path is not the one long
journey.
One sole poet has not to sing one
aged song.
The flower fades and dies;
but he
who wears the flower has not to
mourn for it for ever.
But earth's flowers of illusion are
kept eternally fresh by death.

Wed May 12, 05:33:00 pm 2010  
Anonymous blue said...

The unexamined life is not worth living.

Wed May 12, 11:37:00 pm 2010  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

there is always room for choice!

Wed May 26, 04:15:00 pm 2010  
Anonymous blue said...

“Don't you ever wonder maybe if you took a left turn instead of a right you could be someone different?”

Sat May 29, 09:19:00 pm 2010  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

yes,then i would have been a leftist...but life has so many right and left turns that there is always a choice to try something new at every new junction!!

Thu Jun 03, 11:40:00 pm 2010  

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