Have a lovely 2014!

Happy 2014!  I always wish for health and happiness above all for people.  This year, I want to wish you love too.  Be it loving your neighbor, your nieces and nephews, life partner, parents, your passions or whoever or whatever else in this world.  The true love that does not only bring you pleasure and joy but the one that makes you grow, become pure, and know yourself like never before.  The one that makes you laugh all your laughter and cry all your tears till there is no drop left; and above all makes you share all those laughter and tears, without trying to hide them or pretend being happy all the time.  The one that makes you say prayers before going to sleep and express gratitude every time you wake up.  The type Khalil Gibran described in his poem:

When love beckons to you follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth......

But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure, Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor, Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love. And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.

Remember

It turned out, there was a seed, beneath the bitter cold snow,
After lonely nights,
After a long journey,
As the theory went.
And,
It did become a rose,
Just when it heard,
Spring whisper,
Just when it felt,
Sun's love.
Just remember.*

* referring to the lyrics of the Rose.

Dancing on the Ice

We dance nicely,
We enjoy the turns and twists,
Skating on the ice,
I jump up and down,
Just to test your limits and that of the ice!
"You are walking on thin ice"
You warn me!
Your version of Do not play with fire.
And I love you,
For caring about us and the ice,
For wanting to save our dance!

My moon

You said you are from the Moon dynasty.
Somehow I was not surprised,
My moon.

Silence

Then there was silence.
Followed by an embrace.
Not the kind that is exchanged at goodbyes,
But the kind from the one who stays.

Really Dreamy

She dreamed the sweetest dream.
Surprisingly, she did not get sad,
Realizing it was a dream,
That she was back to the reality,
Wishing the dream lingered a bit more.
This time, it was not just a dream.
It was also reality.
A dreamy reality,
A real dream.

Sun

Solar Swift observed by NASA's Solar Dynamic Observatory (SDO), Nov. 14-15, 2011.

Yes, you are right,
What is moon without the Sun,
Would it shine at night?
Would it be as glorious and mysterious?

Yes, my sunshine.
How could I call your beautiful Sun the burning hell.
Yes, my sunshine.
I show some respect.
For the source of life,
For you, my sunshine.

Keep smiling :-)

As soon as you open the door,
And I see your smile,
Everything fades away,
Every thought goes away.

آن ترك شيرازى

امان از دست اين ترك شيرازى كه معلوم نيست اگر به دست آرد دل ما را چه بايد كرد برايش. حافظ بنده خدا ميخواسته سمرقند و بخارا را به او ببخشد، مورد انتقاد قرار گرفته كه چرا از خودت مايه نميذارى. صائب تبريزى ميگويد كه من كه مثل حافظ از كيسه خليفه نميبخشم، جونم و فدا ميكنم. بعدى اومده گفته، جان رو به گور اهدا ميكنند نه به ترك شيرازى كه بدبخت دل شما رو به دست هم آورده. حقش هست عزا دار بشه آخه؟ خلاصه دعوايى بوده بين شاعران. حالا اين ترك شيرازى اول دل ما را به دست بياورد، تا بقيش، شما دعوا نكنيد. خودم ميام اين مشكل تاريخى رو براتون حل ميكنم، اصلا غصه نخوريد.

پ.ن. اين دعواها و شعرها اينجا هستند:
http://hafez.tarikhema.ir/Hafez/article-15

Delete

I just deleted you.
Selected a folder, and hit delete.
It was that easy.

Ego

Just because she does not want to be with him,
He thinks she does not want to be with anyone.

Just because she does not want to marry him,
He thinks she will never marry anyone.

Just because she does not want him to be the father of her child,
He thinks she never wants to have a child.

Egos they have,
Self confidences they have,
Guys full of themselves!

Decide!

Decision makers? They are not.
Patient for others to make decisions for them? They are.
Do they care about the outcome? Absolutely.
The right decisions better be made for them by others.
For if they are the wrong ones, they are not forgiven.

Then there is silence,
Then there is waiting,
For that day,
When the right decisions are made,
For them.

On that day,
One would think they would be happy,
But how could they,
When nothing is theirs to claim,
Even a decision!

A click away

A few clicks,
And a credit card,
That is all it takes.
Then, why does it seem so hard?

A New Day

One fine day,
The day you thought will never come,
Will finally arrive.

On that day,
You think you can no longer be alone,
You, the master of being alone.

On that day,
You rather spend your time with that someone,
That was never before,
That may never be again.

On that day,
You realize,
A new day has begun!

What I like you to know*

The next time you are going to give your sweetest smile to a girl,
The next time you are going to prepare your romantic speech for the one you don't care,
The next time you want to impress others by your art as an actor, dancer, or achiever,
Think Twice.

Think about all the damage you may cause,
To a simple soul,
To a pure mind,
To a pure heart.

* I was going over my notes in an old notebook of mine that I found this piece. I had written it on January 25, 2002!

Silence

Sometimes it is not about what you say or hear,
It is about how you share the silence,
How you use the silence,
How you feel the silence.

It can be angry.
It can be stressful.
It can be weird.
It can be awkward.
It can be playful.
It can be uncomfortable.
It can be dishonest.
It can be kind.
It can be compassionate.
It can be understanding.
It can be indifferent.
It can be heavy.
It can be admiring.
It can be belittling.
It can be hateful.
It can be loving.

But sometimes,
Only sometimes,
You find the one,
To share the silence with,
As it deserves to be shared.

Sometimes,
Only sometimes,
There is just silence,
And nothing else,
No fear,
No worry,
No tension,
No excitement,
No games,
No plays,
No fallacy,
Just peaceful honest empowering yet comforting silence.
Without feeling the need to break it,
Or get out of it,
Just wanting to hold on to the silence,
With whom it is being shared.
The rare sacred weightless flawless silence.

Tea

Maybe I stop by for a cup of tea sometime,
He decides on a rainy dusk.

Happiness

Nowhere else you rather be,
Nothing else you rather be doing,
Nothing else matters.

Dream Journey!

The ocean of life,
Opens up new horizons,
Shows me new territories,
Hardly seen from one shore,
Only when I trust it to let go, to float,
To ride on its waves of passion,
For a dream journey.
Ride on!
There are enough waves for everyone!

One step at a time ...

Just focus on putting one foot in front of the next,
We were told,
One foot in front of the next,
One foot in front of the next.

That is easy to do!
That is all we had to do.
That is all one has to do:

One step at a time.
One day at a time.
One goal at a time.

Then, you just keep going and going and going,
To the point that it hurts to stop.