This is the last days of the year who cares about the persian calender and christian claneder
The important thing is in this last days of year there is nothing to love
I am the shiner
who must gives everyone light
who must take care of everyone
who must pay alot of attention to everyone around
who is condenm with love to love everyone and take care of everyone
I feel jealousy about you
who sleeps peacefully in this cruel world
in this goddamn wild world
who can not hear the sound of povety and cries of hungers
because I can not sleep peacefully
I can not close my eye without thinking about mankind
I feel jealousy about you
who can forget his love easily
and have sound sleep without thinking about her
I feel jealousy about you
who can pass the streets without looking at these poor people
I feel jealousy about you
who can be silent when all the world
want to fight and destroy the goodnesses
I can not when I see these kind of matters
the only thing can give me the feel good
is shouting toward this cruel world
the cold world, the mechanical world without any feeling, without any love
So this is the moto for our new world No love, No pain, No gain
this is the meaning of relaxation in this new world
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
our crazy new world
once upon a time
I heard from one wise man that
god created world with the blood of love and filled it with the soul of purity.
he made us from the same dust and same soul
but...
what did we do toward it's gift?
no one knows that...
we drew the borders between each other
and put difference between each other.
and blew the candle of concious
we filled our new world with the mechanical toys
we filled our world with noises
and we shut our eyes toward backward communities
we forgot them
and sand of time covered the holly words of god
in this crowdy world, we can not hear anything any voice any shout any cry
this is our lovely new world
no love , no pain , no gain
I heard from one wise man that
god created world with the blood of love and filled it with the soul of purity.
he made us from the same dust and same soul
but...
what did we do toward it's gift?
no one knows that...
we drew the borders between each other
and put difference between each other.
and blew the candle of concious
we filled our new world with the mechanical toys
we filled our world with noises
and we shut our eyes toward backward communities
we forgot them
and sand of time covered the holly words of god
in this crowdy world, we can not hear anything any voice any shout any cry
this is our lovely new world
no love , no pain , no gain
Sunday, December 04, 2005
the begining of my story
the reasons are made me to be as the sunrise
or maybe it was just an ambitious in my soul
who knows, who cares
maybe just who never forsakes me and who never betraied me,
the possible fact, the unknown truth,
the whole soul of the univers
my prays are belong to you and my love and life
so I want to be the sunrise in your doomed cruel world
your crazy crazy world
I am condemn to it,
but I am happy because in the end of my life,
I did something in place of nothing.
So in the name of you, I will start my rythm of life
with this quote
or maybe it was just an ambitious in my soul
who knows, who cares
maybe just who never forsakes me and who never betraied me,
the possible fact, the unknown truth,
the whole soul of the univers
my prays are belong to you and my love and life
so I want to be the sunrise in your doomed cruel world
your crazy crazy world
I am condemn to it,
but I am happy because in the end of my life,
I did something in place of nothing.
So in the name of you, I will start my rythm of life
with this quote
crazy crazy crazy world
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