We are all slaves! Even you, you brave! We are all slaves! All but with degrees. You want to measure, Your degree of slavery, I have a self test, It works for any race. Life is too short. So the extend, You are free of slavery Is that, the ratio You have control on Your … Continue reading Freedom Self Test
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You know nothing of love, you said
You lie in peace , fast asleepDrowned in dream, so deep As if you don't have any newsThe troubles you always refuse World and so many men you setOn fire, you might not know yet Love you sell around the worldStill you don't buy, a single word What use of love when inaccessibleI asked in flash, … Continue reading You know nothing of love, you said
I want no judges
Some call it loveSome call it lust...I want no judgesIt's full of joys
You should’ve been honest
Hesitation is not an excuse To let her go into a grey way You should've been honest With the love or the other way Painting:acrylic on stretched canvas
Never trust your own judgment
The world as you see Might be different in reality The sight as you see Might be distorted dramatically Never trust your own judgment Until no prejudice in your mentality
The boat is ready, the route is known
The boat is ready The route is known Toward the destination Toward the final goal This is the excuse Most of us make To kill the time Avoiding the first step. Painting: acrylic on stretched canvas
Failure is failure even in last steps
When you fail It doesn't matter It's the last stepsYou can see the destination But you can't go on. Painting: acrylic on stretched canvas
What I dreamt, what I have
I dreamt that you only Sit next to me on the bench On that far corner in park But look what I have now You are lying in my arms.
The world is beautiful, but it’s core is dark
There are so many things Thanks to good hearts They bring life to living Kindness they're spreading This is the common trend Love isn't at an end That's about the public But they don't command The rule is now in hands Who have no hearts The world is beautiful But it's core is dark Painting … Continue reading The world is beautiful, but it’s core is dark
Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam – What is my guilt, my destination set like this
Another translation of a rubaie from Omar Khayyam. In this rubaie, Omar blames his fates and suggests that the heavens determine his destination from the very beginning: the day of creation. The original poem in Persian is like this: آنروز که توسن فلک زین کردند و آرایش مشتری و پروین کردند این بود نصیب ما … Continue reading Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam – What is my guilt, my destination set like this