زنده بودنم مرگه، بدون تو و عشقت واسه من
وجود من مال تو، قلب تو هم مال من عزیزم

رفتن تو مرگه منه، دستهای تو، تو دستمه

نگو که باید جدا شیم، نبود تو نبودمه
بدون تو کم میارم، تا پای جون دوست دارم
اگه تو از من جدا شی، امید موندن ندارم

واسه با تو بودن، زندگیم رو باختم

یه کلبه ای از عشق، واسه تو ساختم من
عاشق تو بودم، عاشق تو هستم
درهای دلم رو به روی همه بستم من

زندگیم تا الان همش بوده عذاب و بس

یاد گرفتم که برم جلو عصا به دست

حس میکردم که به انتها رسیده طاقت

خودم رو رها کردم و زدم به سیم آخر

فکر می کردم تموم شده دیگه دوره پاکی

وقتی دیدمت، فهمیدم تو این کره خاکی

میشه هنوزم دوست داشت و عشق نمرده

فهمیدم اینو که زندگیم چشم نخورده

من عشق رو با تو میخوام، چون تو دل بقیه مرد

این دل سادم شکست و بخیه خورد

باید که نور این دلم حالا بتابه رو تو

عوض نمی کنم با غریبه، یه تار مو تو

آدمها دلم شکستنو، اینو یادم دادن

که دیگه خودمو قاییم کنم از عالم آدم

می خوام بیای چون پناه دلم خسته باشی

پس بی تو میدونم زندگیم از هم پاشیدست

من تو با همه فرق داریم، اینو خودتم میدونی

واسه با تو بودن، زندگیم رو باختم

اگه تو بری میمیرم، تو بگو که با من میمونی

دارم از چشمات می خونم، که حالا منتظر یه مرده

مردی که همه احساساتش منحصر به فرده

همه دردهای من تو بغض صدامه، آره
داستان زندگیم همچنان ادامه داره

ولی بسه تک و تنهایی ادامه دادن

می خوام من هم بگم، تو آسمون یه ستاره دارم

غرور رو میذارم کنار، پس بزار تو بگی

که مثل تو پیدا میشه از هزار تا یکی

دل من بدجوری بیتابه، بخاطر با تو بودن

تو رو می خوام با تمام وجود و تارو پودم
میدونی کلی منتظر موندم تا شبی که بهم بگی
از اینجا به بعد تویی واسم شریک زندگی

پس حالا میاد روی زمین قلم یاس

بی تو دیگه واسه من پایان کلمه هاس

واسه با تو بودن، زندگیم رو باختم

یه کلبه ای از عشق، واسه تو ساختم من

عاشق تو بودم، عاشق تو هستم

درهای دلم رو به روی همه بستم من

پس خاطراتو نبر بزار برام یادگاری

بهونه اشکام باشه تو شبای بی قراری

دل بکن از من و عشقم
بزار دستامون جدا شه
سهم من شبای تاریک
سهم تو فردایی روشن

مجبورم نکن بگم که بی تو هیچ حسی ندارم
اخه این دروغه اما دیگه ای چاره ای ندارم
تو بدون تا آخر عمر از دلم نمیری هرگز
نمیخواد که سخت بگیری

خیلی ساده
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I have been taliking her at night. She was a poet too. And could underestand every chorus and concettedness. All effects of nature became as a simple languge which we could find its cause from themselves. We learnt to know insects from their flights, birds from their serenades and ... . The thirst of being adventourer was bothering her, like me, and had a authority which was giving her temerity. We took the hedge's flowers to our teeth and made full our mouthes from the flavour of honey. We were waiting dawn but when the sun has risen we have been asleep cause of being tired.

She had a kind and lovely heart and outspearded like water. Some poeple accused her of egoism and she accused them of ignorance. She wanted not to love anybody, a man or a woman, but she loved friendship, kindness and love. And eventually, not because of exhaustion, but becacue of a great pride found that she is sophisticated for discovering a new manner.

She has thought she could enjoy the special moment of the life without forgetting whatever which were not from life. Was it possible? The way of thought has maden that hard for her. She was living in past and in the future; and could never find out things by themselves. We are nothing inside of the life. The past dies in the moment totally before something from future borns in it. Moments; you will underestand that existance of them has a great power. Learn that you are in the moment.

All of faces which God can take are unknowable, then don't make yourself aberrant by starring and loving one of them. All of God's faces are lovely and everything is a face of God.

I am writing this post just for a friend and I wish to be read.

Who is she? that one in your arms?

she is the one I carried my bones to

and built a house which was just a cottage

and built a life that was just over an hour

and build a castle where no one lives

and in the end, built a song,

song of lonlyness,

song of sadness.

why you brought her here ?

why you knock on my door ?

can't you see ?

we live in a cold climate

and we are not allowed to kiss on the street

but,

I wish I could have another chance

to make her a promise not to tell her

I will be with you,

but to tell her I love you

for years i have thought about it,

I have walked through a door in my dreams,

but never dare it.

and suddenlly

all this became history.

I'm crying now proudly

and don't even let my soul to hear it ,

and earth to tuch it.

what did a mistake I make?

We create our own reality and control our own destiny and the way we do that is overwhelmingly through our tent. So often people have said that nothing ever happens in their lives and nothing ever seems to work. But when you ask them what they really want to do they just reply: ''I don’t know, really''. Well if that is their state of being, their experience will reflect ''I don’t know really'' and nothing significante will happen. If, instead, you focus your intent on a specific goal, what you need to do to achieve it will always come towards you as one wonderfull pattern attracts reflections of itself in people, experiences and opportunities. This is where the journey ends for most of the people. When they are faced with what they need to do to achieve their goal, they suddenly think that perhaps it wasn’t such a good idea after all. And that’s the question. You say you want something? OK, but how ? Just a little bit?  Fine, then don’t waste your time. With every element of your being? Well, go for it because the world is yours. Do your best to achieve your ambitions.

I have seen lots of poeple who claimed to do this but as soon as the chalenges have come, which is neccesery to make that happen, they run away immediately and want to go back to their routine life. They want to continue their life as before. This is a wonderfull time we are living here and you should have come to make a diffrence. Think about it: We have the oppurtunity to make a diffrence, for ourselves and for the rest of the worlds. At least we can do something to be ourselves and even allowing other poeple to be themselves. I have heard it before but I don't know where (maybe in a movie): we can't live in fear.

It's not the time to fear and it's not the time to hide. It's the right time to sing and dance. Enjoy the gift of life.

Have you ever watched the movie Scent of a woman staring by Al Pacino ? At the end of the movie Al Pacino (in the roll of a blinde colonel) defenses from a school boy ( Charlie Simms ) who is made to snitch on three other students for making a full out of the principal of the school (Baird school ). the principal wants to fire Charlie ( the poor boy) from the school and rewards George ( the rich boy). Here you can read the defense of colonel ( if there is a trouble in the text, please accept my appologize ):

Mr. Simms doesn't want it. He doesn't need to be labeled; still worthy of being a Baird man. What the hell is that? What is your motto here? ; Boys, inform on your classmates, save your hide; anything short of that, we are gonna burn you at the stake? Well, gentlemen,when the shit hits the fan, some guys run and some guys stay. Here's Charlie facing the fire, and there's George hiding in big daddy's pocket And what are you doing? You're gonna reward George and destroy Charlie. I don't know who went to this place. William Haward Taft, William Jenings Bryan, William Tell, whoever, their spirit is dead, if they have had one. It's gone. You're building a rat ship here, a vessel for seagoing snitches. And if you think you're preparing these minnows for manhood, you better think again, because I say you are killing the very spirit, this institution
proclaims it instills. What a sham. What kind of a show are you guys putting on here today? I mean, the only class in this act is sitting next to me. I'm here to tell you this boy's soul is intact. It's non-negotiable. You know how I know? Someone here, and I'm not gonna say who,
offered to buy it. Only Charlie here wasn't selling.

I've been around,you know? There was a time I could see. And I have seen. Boys like these, younger than these, their arms torn out, their legs ripped off. But there is nothing like the sight of n amputated spirit. There is no prosthetic for thatYou think you're merely sending this splendid foot soldier back home to Oregon with his tail between his legs, but I say you are executing his soul! And why? Because he's not a Baird man. Baird men, You hurt this boy, you're gonna be Baird bums, the lot of you.

I'm not finished. As I came in here, I heard those words:cradle of leadership. Well, when the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, and it has fallen here. It has fallen. Makers of men, creators of leaders. Be careful what kind of leaders you're producing here. I don't know if Charlie's silence here today is right or wrong; I'm not a judge or jury. But I can tell you this: he won't sell anybody out to buy his future! And that, my friends, is called integrity. That's called courage. and that's the stuff leaders should be made of.

Read the text above one more time and think about it. At the end I recommend you to watch this wonderful movie. 

I was watching the movie Ghost Rider staring by Nicolas Cage, one of my favorite actors ( I think my favorite actors are more than 500 ones), when I heard a fabulous sentence. the sentence was this : A man who sells his soul to love, has the power to chang the world. 

When I thought about the sentence carefully I found out that the speaker was totally right. Plato has said in the Symposiom that If an army be made of 1000 hundred cuples of lovers, they will never lose any war. I beilive in this sentence too; A person who is fall in love with someone will do whatever he can to make his beloved happy. Sell your souls to love to find an unbielivable power to do everything.

I was watching a movie someday (I can't remember the name). One of the actors in the movie said a wonderfull sentence which made me to think about it deep through in the way that i couldn't keep up watching the movie anymore.

You can see the sentence here :Exprience is a harsh teacher, first comes the test, second comes the lesson.

How a sentence can be meaningfull? i thought about it more than some hours and then i thought about my expriences. whatever i went through them more deeply, i only found out one thing and the result was just that : Exprience is a harsh teacher, first comes the test, second comes the lesson.