Reading my shadow walking on the wall
Looking at the window
Watching the cars as they pass by…
Today, they sky was so beautiful
I told that to the man in the car
24 years old…
I’m talking about the shadow on the wall
I’m talking about the clouds in my sky
About what I told that man in the car…
24 years old…
talking about that innocence in my words
talking about that honesty I believed
talking about confession of broken vows
24 years old…
I’m talking about those bars on my window
Talking about that pillow wet of my cry
All about that boy, with no star in the sky
24 years old…
talking about that road with no end
talking about that mad runner in rain
and those shameful hands in red…
24 years I dreamed of love
24 years that I’ve left behind
24 years …
thinking of my past
dreaming of future
waiting so that some one may
bring me today…
SINA MESDAGHI
JUNE 10, 05
2:02 AM
6.10.2005
5.04.2005
The Rose, Smiling Clouds and You
I am walking
I am dreaming
In that path of tall trees painted in green again,
They shall narrate my story one day,
Of that boy,
These poems and that love
Which comes and goes
Like that color in the trees of the fall
Like that smiling clouds, some big, some small
Is that real? That rose in my hands?
Is that true? That dream in my mind?
Is that possible? That ambition in my eyes?
Is that obvious? That feeling in my heart?
More like a joke, I see you laughing at me,
More like a game, I see you not believing in me,
BELIEVE…
For that these trees may never go green again
For that these clouds won’t smile at me tomorrow
But they all will see us dancing in the rain
And I will float in the space lighter than before,
In evening, of a good day, I’ll drink tea and talk with you,
Now you are a spaceman too…
Sina Mesdaghi
April 29,05
I am dreaming
In that path of tall trees painted in green again,
They shall narrate my story one day,
Of that boy,
These poems and that love
Which comes and goes
Like that color in the trees of the fall
Like that smiling clouds, some big, some small
Is that real? That rose in my hands?
Is that true? That dream in my mind?
Is that possible? That ambition in my eyes?
Is that obvious? That feeling in my heart?
More like a joke, I see you laughing at me,
More like a game, I see you not believing in me,
BELIEVE…
For that these trees may never go green again
For that these clouds won’t smile at me tomorrow
But they all will see us dancing in the rain
And I will float in the space lighter than before,
In evening, of a good day, I’ll drink tea and talk with you,
Now you are a spaceman too…
Sina Mesdaghi
April 29,05
4.23.2005
yek jomle az sina dar sa@ 3:08 am
to computer she'r type kardan kheily rahat tar az neveshtan ro kaghaze, akhe kaghaz zoodi khis mishe...
unfinished...
I shall cry louder
You may hear my tears
I shall pray harder
You may think of my hands
I shall admit my madness
You may ignore my wisdom
I wont deny my weakness
You may underestimate my strength
Unfinished…
Sina
April 06. 05
You may hear my tears
I shall pray harder
You may think of my hands
I shall admit my madness
You may ignore my wisdom
I wont deny my weakness
You may underestimate my strength
Unfinished…
Sina
April 06. 05
4.12.2005
3.04.2005
Fooled by their reality
Don’t you wanna believe?!
All the lies I tell you today
The lies seem to me too real
Don’t you wanna see?
I, seeking the world for glory
I, turning the pages of my destiny
I let the door open
I asked you to come inside
I let my heart open
I asked you to believe in me
I told you the truth, I found in tears yesterday…………
You are fooled by their reality….
Don’t you wanna feel?
The pain of emotions
Jailed with my wisdom
Don’t you wanna touch?
The reality of the words these walls say
Seen all the tears of that clown
Did you ever read?
What those kids wrote in black
What they wrote in my heart
Did you ever know?
That I didn’t cry so that
I wouldn’t tear their drawings apart?
I asked you to believe in me
I admit its not that easy
You are fooled by their reality.
SINA MESDAGHI
MARCH 04, 05
All the lies I tell you today
The lies seem to me too real
Don’t you wanna see?
I, seeking the world for glory
I, turning the pages of my destiny
I let the door open
I asked you to come inside
I let my heart open
I asked you to believe in me
I told you the truth, I found in tears yesterday…………
You are fooled by their reality….
Don’t you wanna feel?
The pain of emotions
Jailed with my wisdom
Don’t you wanna touch?
The reality of the words these walls say
Seen all the tears of that clown
Did you ever read?
What those kids wrote in black
What they wrote in my heart
Did you ever know?
That I didn’t cry so that
I wouldn’t tear their drawings apart?
I asked you to believe in me
I admit its not that easy
You are fooled by their reality.
SINA MESDAGHI
MARCH 04, 05
3.03.2005
The fooling reality
I wish I could write
Better words, than that I said yesterday
I wish I could see
Better world, than that of I see today,
And that there will be
Some new toys, girls, that keep me busy,
I wish I never know
That there is a prison
That I am destined to be free
I wish I never had heard
Those words walking behind me
I wish I would never see
Those eyes staring at me
These bars are too real
These lies are too clear
I am taught to believe
I am taught to ignore
…
one moment plz…
now…
JUST LEAVE ME ALONE
In my island in ocean of doubt
JUST LAUGH AT THE SADNESS OF THAT CLOWN
In that circus somewhere between smiles and tears
Don’t trust your eyes
You are fooled with reality
Don’t believe in the hands you shake
You are so alone among millions in your society
It’s hard to touch the lies
You are pouring at me today
Labeling others with lust and ignorance
Now the mirror’s too shy to reflect my face
Floating in my room,
somewhere among the layers of conscious
feels good, not being me any more,
I wonder, what steps I took before
I am that clown
tortured by your laughter
I am that balloon
You never ran after………
SINA MESDAGHI
MARCH 2, 05
Better words, than that I said yesterday
I wish I could see
Better world, than that of I see today,
And that there will be
Some new toys, girls, that keep me busy,
I wish I never know
That there is a prison
That I am destined to be free
I wish I never had heard
Those words walking behind me
I wish I would never see
Those eyes staring at me
These bars are too real
These lies are too clear
I am taught to believe
I am taught to ignore
…
one moment plz…
now…
JUST LEAVE ME ALONE
In my island in ocean of doubt
JUST LAUGH AT THE SADNESS OF THAT CLOWN
In that circus somewhere between smiles and tears
Don’t trust your eyes
You are fooled with reality
Don’t believe in the hands you shake
You are so alone among millions in your society
It’s hard to touch the lies
You are pouring at me today
Labeling others with lust and ignorance
Now the mirror’s too shy to reflect my face
Floating in my room,
somewhere among the layers of conscious
feels good, not being me any more,
I wonder, what steps I took before
I am that clown
tortured by your laughter
I am that balloon
You never ran after………
SINA MESDAGHI
MARCH 2, 05
3.01.2005
All Mine
Pushing the dead keys on keyboard
I want my words
Complicated as they would never understand
I want my world
Small as they wont be able to touch
I want my dreams
Far faraway as they wont be able to see
I want my ambition
Too too much big as they wont be able to imagine
I don’t wanna imagine
What is out there
Behind the curtain
I don’t wanna know
What they say
Behind me
Let it be
A secret just between my fingers
And the keyboard staring at me!
SINA MESDAGHI
NOV 26 04
I want my words
Complicated as they would never understand
I want my world
Small as they wont be able to touch
I want my dreams
Far faraway as they wont be able to see
I want my ambition
Too too much big as they wont be able to imagine
I don’t wanna imagine
What is out there
Behind the curtain
I don’t wanna know
What they say
Behind me
Let it be
A secret just between my fingers
And the keyboard staring at me!
SINA MESDAGHI
NOV 26 04
1.12.2005
untitled
who am I?
that loser
in that cave
dreaming victory
I am that man
among those walls
drowned in Ecstasy
is that true?
you told me that day
these bars are not gonna go away
it's not true
stepping out of my cave
I'll create my own destiny.
sm3074-Jan12 05
that loser
in that cave
dreaming victory
I am that man
among those walls
drowned in Ecstasy
is that true?
you told me that day
these bars are not gonna go away
it's not true
stepping out of my cave
I'll create my own destiny.
sm3074-Jan12 05
1.09.2005
Chatting with myself!
Sina:Da dadad da, da dadad da,
Mesdaghi:Hey look at the chocolate, melting in your pocket!
Isn’t the time to eat?!
Sina:The chocolate,
Sina:The butterflies,
Sina:The birds at the window,
Sina:OHHHHHHHHHH!
Sina:How beautiful are the clouds,
Sina:How beautiful is my room!
Mesdaghi:(actually we suppose it is!)! :D:D
Sina:standing by the door, knocking and knocking!
Mesdaghi:Hey idiot! You are inside!
Mesdaghi: :D
Sina:YEAHHHH!
Sina: Heaven’s here! Angel’s my MOM!
Mesdaghi: Tonight I had eye surgery!
Mesdaghi: The surgeon’s been a film!
Mesdaghi: Now I am not blind anymore!
Mesdaghi: Now I can see!
Mesdaghi: I can see it all!
Mesdaghi: I can see all the beauty of the world
Mesdaghi: Right here in my room,
Mesdaghi: Right here in my heart!
Sina: Da dadad da da dad da!
Mesdaghi: Oh! I even can’t hold my hands!
Mesdaghi: They are moving around!
Mesdaghi: They are amazed of what we know now, of what we gained!
Sina: Thanks to the VCR!
Sina: Thanks to the film!!
Sina: :D:D:D
Sina: life’s as easy as the chocolate melting in your hands!
Mesdaghi: (put it in the fridge!)
Sina: some time’s
Sina: not bad to fake a smile! For the kid in the bus!
Sina: Not bad to shake hand with the people you don’t know!
Sina: Not bad to say hi to the taxi driver!
Sina: Not bad to run, dance, shout just like child!
Mesdaghi: Not bad to leave all the pains for others!
Mesdaghi: Not bad to take all the happiness of their hearts!
Sina: Some times! It is COOL! To be mad!
Mesdaghi: (I have to visit a psychologist!)!!!
SINA & MESDAGHI!
March 4, 20o3 BC!
P.S az oonjayee ke hichki nemiad inja ke charto partaye mano bekhoone, tazam age biad ya englishesh inghad khob nis ke halish beshe, agar englishesh khob bashe farsi balad nis ke inaro befahme! kolan ...:D
inaro goftam baraye inke inja ehsase azadi mikonam! az cheshmashoon va maghzeshoon! inja vaghty mikhay biyay to kafshato nemikhad dar biari, faghat lotfan cheshao maghzetono darariin bezarin dakhele pelastike zard rang, vaghte khoroj bedone kamo kast tahviletoon mishe! merci!
Mesdaghi:Hey look at the chocolate, melting in your pocket!
Isn’t the time to eat?!
Sina:The chocolate,
Sina:The butterflies,
Sina:The birds at the window,
Sina:OHHHHHHHHHH!
Sina:How beautiful are the clouds,
Sina:How beautiful is my room!
Mesdaghi:(actually we suppose it is!)! :D:D
Sina:standing by the door, knocking and knocking!
Mesdaghi:Hey idiot! You are inside!
Mesdaghi: :D
Sina:YEAHHHH!
Sina: Heaven’s here! Angel’s my MOM!
Mesdaghi: Tonight I had eye surgery!
Mesdaghi: The surgeon’s been a film!
Mesdaghi: Now I am not blind anymore!
Mesdaghi: Now I can see!
Mesdaghi: I can see it all!
Mesdaghi: I can see all the beauty of the world
Mesdaghi: Right here in my room,
Mesdaghi: Right here in my heart!
Sina: Da dadad da da dad da!
Mesdaghi: Oh! I even can’t hold my hands!
Mesdaghi: They are moving around!
Mesdaghi: They are amazed of what we know now, of what we gained!
Sina: Thanks to the VCR!
Sina: Thanks to the film!!
Sina: :D:D:D
Sina: life’s as easy as the chocolate melting in your hands!
Mesdaghi: (put it in the fridge!)
Sina: some time’s
Sina: not bad to fake a smile! For the kid in the bus!
Sina: Not bad to shake hand with the people you don’t know!
Sina: Not bad to say hi to the taxi driver!
Sina: Not bad to run, dance, shout just like child!
Mesdaghi: Not bad to leave all the pains for others!
Mesdaghi: Not bad to take all the happiness of their hearts!
Sina: Some times! It is COOL! To be mad!
Mesdaghi: (I have to visit a psychologist!)!!!
SINA & MESDAGHI!
March 4, 20o3 BC!
P.S az oonjayee ke hichki nemiad inja ke charto partaye mano bekhoone, tazam age biad ya englishesh inghad khob nis ke halish beshe, agar englishesh khob bashe farsi balad nis ke inaro befahme! kolan ...:D
inaro goftam baraye inke inja ehsase azadi mikonam! az cheshmashoon va maghzeshoon! inja vaghty mikhay biyay to kafshato nemikhad dar biari, faghat lotfan cheshao maghzetono darariin bezarin dakhele pelastike zard rang, vaghte khoroj bedone kamo kast tahviletoon mishe! merci!
12.30.2004
MY MODERN WORLD
Where am I going?
To where the journey has begun?
Where am I going?
To that rainy room with no sun?
Where am I going?
To that prison, locked by fake dreams?
…
doubtful, for that if your eyes are glazing for me,
ambitious, for that I ignored the bars to feel free,
thirsty, for the taste of leisure they forbid,
unlimited, as my border lines are not defined,
…
truth, is that, which is called real,
real, is that, which I can physically feel,
and the endless future, once seemed so near,
the beautiful desert of life, once talked about it with fear,
that prison of life, that kid living among the silent beholders,
this room of mine, the man breathing among walls of concrete,
Oh! How sweet it is!
To not to care for that leaf dying outside,
Not to think about those memories kept inside,
Not to dream of that rose, absent in my garden,
To love the life as it is, to be modern.
SINA MESDAGHIDEC. 3, 2003
To where the journey has begun?
Where am I going?
To that rainy room with no sun?
Where am I going?
To that prison, locked by fake dreams?
…
doubtful, for that if your eyes are glazing for me,
ambitious, for that I ignored the bars to feel free,
thirsty, for the taste of leisure they forbid,
unlimited, as my border lines are not defined,
…
truth, is that, which is called real,
real, is that, which I can physically feel,
and the endless future, once seemed so near,
the beautiful desert of life, once talked about it with fear,
that prison of life, that kid living among the silent beholders,
this room of mine, the man breathing among walls of concrete,
Oh! How sweet it is!
To not to care for that leaf dying outside,
Not to think about those memories kept inside,
Not to dream of that rose, absent in my garden,
To love the life as it is, to be modern.
SINA MESDAGHIDEC. 3, 2003
12.29.2004
LIFE
The red balloon dancing in the blue sky,
The farms running away from my eyes,
The walls staring at me in dirt,
And the mountain, alone in the desert,
The images, illusions,
And my mind,
The meanings, the symbols,
And the one…
Seeking the quantity of life,
The existence of red rose,
The rule of the sun,
Shining on dying farms,
…
one word, an image,
curved on my mind,
one question, one answer
no one has ever found,
a mystery, a riddle,
not destined to be solved,
called life, read culture,
fortune and faith,
the culture I hate,
the fortune I deny,
the faith I lost.
SINA MESDAGHI
MAY 12, 2003
The farms running away from my eyes,
The walls staring at me in dirt,
And the mountain, alone in the desert,
The images, illusions,
And my mind,
The meanings, the symbols,
And the one…
Seeking the quantity of life,
The existence of red rose,
The rule of the sun,
Shining on dying farms,
…
one word, an image,
curved on my mind,
one question, one answer
no one has ever found,
a mystery, a riddle,
not destined to be solved,
called life, read culture,
fortune and faith,
the culture I hate,
the fortune I deny,
the faith I lost.
SINA MESDAGHI
MAY 12, 2003
WHERE IS MY MIND?
I lost it
within the pages of that book that I read
among the words you told me that night
while watching that river that day
when I stared at your eyes yesterday
the ambition ran in my veins
the temptation conquered my dreams
buried
in the dirt covering my body with
I lost it,
with no desire to find
it’s been sometime, I have lost my mind.
SINA MESDAGHI
DEC 29, 2004
within the pages of that book that I read
among the words you told me that night
while watching that river that day
when I stared at your eyes yesterday
the ambition ran in my veins
the temptation conquered my dreams
buried
in the dirt covering my body with
I lost it,
with no desire to find
it’s been sometime, I have lost my mind.
SINA MESDAGHI
DEC 29, 2004