I’m one of those readers who can’t put the story book away until they finish reading. No pause between the chapters, to find the view of the whole picture. After finishing the book, there is a quite long rest time,
It’s the rest time.
It’s the rest time.
باور نمی کنه کسی که برای تو بنویسم....که اصلا تو راست باشی.... که من اینقدر ساده باشم....که ایتقدر تنها... که اینقدر بی مخاطب.... که اینقدر بی مَحرَم
اما می نویسم، هستی، هستم، هستم، هستم، هستم...
Not a day I have seen you, how did I dream of you all the night? Not a word you talked of yourself, how did I touch your soul of mine? Not hours, just some moments… and I saw, rushed, hushed, touched, and loved your soul… your voice…
Sparkle! I’ve always needed a sparkle to pass through dark nights… be my sparkle… and when the sun is rising, I still worship you with its every beam….
اینجا هم نمی نویسم.... فقط صدا می زنم....بلند بلند.... به اسمی که نمی شناسم
And you, looking me, beyond the walls, sad and worried,… where is your smile? why have you left the seas? to come and seat beyond the walls? can you hear me? have I lost my voice? how could I call someone without a voice?… in your silence, can you lend me your voice? need it… can you deliver my voice? would you? can you prevent it from decaying?... can you still hold me when I’m crying over no shoulder? hold me... can you pray for me? as I imagine that I’m praying for you? I just need your prayers…just yours... can you come and smile again? when I just make you cry, when I just cry…can you hide me in your arms again? From nightmares of childish dreams?... can you? can you still be? are you? where are you? can you come and smile again? come and smile again, when I can’t come and cry for you………………………………………………………………
1 comment:
your wish is granted.
you can see, and if you can not, you shall take a look on urself. May be you are not capable enough to bear having all your desires come to truth... just take another look on urself.
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