Monday, September 17, 2007

4 comments:

aa said...

"من خواب بودم"-
گفت اگر خودت رو جاي هر كسي با تمام شرايطي كه داشته و داره قرار بدي مي توني بگي كارش يا رفتارش اشتباهه ؟
ديروز خواب ديدم مي خوان انگشت پام رو قطع كنن
سيگارش رو روشن كرد
"من هيچ كاري برات نكردم"-
نگاهش كرد و گفت بخواه كه ارزوم براورده شه
دور خودش چرخي سرش بالاي ابرا بود

aa said...

دور خودش چرخيد سرش بالاي ابرا بود

Unknown said...

سلام خانوم عکاس باشی
شما حالتون خوبه؟ نمی خواید گرد و غبار این جا رو بگیرید؟

health and fitness review said...

Dearest Saba you've done it again I am so very proud of you. There is a poem when ever I hear it I am reminded of you it is called "THE GOLDEN" by Darlene Bridge (Bridgeberg Books):

They are the rare, the radiant men
The children of truth, the parents of ken.
Pain but strengthens them, pity intrudes.
Rebuking surprises them. Guilt eludes.

Deception disgusts and envy astounds.
Misfortune challenges. Malice confounds.
They are the open, the honrouble,
The honest, the just, the vulnerable.

With no respect for the twisting of truth.
Faithfully wed to the promise of youth,
They are the pure, the benevolent,
The incorruptible few - the innocent.

Hope you like it. Good luck in everything you do.

With lots of love and respect.

Ameh ShahinX