Thursday, April 2, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Dear Diary,
So there's this girl, her name is Esila.
I think she's my bestfriend.
She's very beautiful, she has these amazing blue eyes.
I haven't the clue how to tell her that she rocks my world,
so I decided to write her this little paragraph.
I hope she gets the message in time.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
دیوان حافظ
Candle’s story how can I tell? Of the broken heart’s living hell? My sorrow is in how I can find Another who knows these sorrows well.
نی قصه آن شمع چگل بتوان گفـت
نی حال دل سوخته دل بتوان گفـت
غم در دل تنگ من از آن است که نیست
یک دوست که با او غم دل بتوان گفت
-Hafiz
نی حال دل سوخته دل بتوان گفـت
غم در دل تنگ من از آن است که نیست
یک دوست که با او غم دل بتوان گفت
-Hafiz
From warriors learn courage,
And wisdom from the sage.
If you truly seek God’s grace,
Ride with the heavenly carriage.
مردی ز کـنـنده در خیبر پرس
اسرار کرم ز خواجه قنـبر پرس
گر طالب فیض حق به صدقی حافظ
سر چشمه آن ز ساقی کوثر پرس
-Hafiz
I think I'm in love with a Mujahedeen مجاهد
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.
Esila :
The wishes might not come true the way you think they will, not everything will be perfect, but love will come because it always does, because why else would it exist and it will make everything hurt a little less. You just have to believe in yourself.
i love you
from: твоя вторая половинка.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
soft breezes and shallow water.
Her curiosity was too much for her. She felt almost as if she could hear the books whispering on the other side of the half-open door. They were promising her a thousand unknown stories, a thousand doors into worlds she had never seen before..
You can love someone so much, he thought. But you can never love people as much as you can miss them
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air
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