This morning
I opened my eyes
Found myself
Destructed by ambitions
Poisoning my blood
Rupturing my soul
Leaving traces of anger and fear
The anger to those
Rules imposed on me
Fear of the weakness
I am drowning in
This morning
I was forced to witness
The army of images
Marching into my eyes
Perishing every logic
Standing against the flood of emotions
Formed out of all the tears
I had left behind
Sina
03 24 09 nyc
2 comments:
salaaaaaam jhigul!
TAFFALLODE EYDE SHOMA MOBALAK...
baba manaaaam... hamun asali ke kheyli vaght pisha budaaaam... bad dige nabudaaaaam.... hala baz umadam.
vallllaaaa... umadam bebinam che khabare? 2nya daste kiye? (rastesho begu... daste to ke nis?)
kholase didam hichi comment nadari, delam suzid, ba khod khishtanam andishidam: "NAKONAD IN TERM BALAYIE, DAR DIYARE GHORBAT MANDEYE BICHARE GOMAN BARAD KE HISHKI DUSESH NADARE" :(
(vay dust dokhtarat bemiran barat)
in shod ke commenti az khod vel kardim ta shayad marhami bashim bar un jigmale talat! khob dige man raftam ama baz barmigardam. byyyyyyyye
merc comment besyar tasir gozari bud! ta bashe azin comment ha!
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