Who is the Master?

Within the labyrinth your feelings, behind stones and hidden roads, where dreams and desires seems gone and storm of change seems the only reality that your mind can grasps, you must slow down, become still, let your eyes get used to unseen, inside the dark, where all signs are slept in night and the melody…

Let’s die

Let’s die to all small and big emotions of unsafety, loneliness, hurt and betrayal, failure and suffering. There is no one’s fault, no image, no thought, no moment rises without being allowed, consciously or unconsciously by you. Someone wants to wake up, it feels hard to sit still, accept and let silence nurture the exhausted…

From Tehran to Freedom – repost

In Tehran, The crows fly Above the prison’s bar, One by one, Carry nothing, Except fear. In Tehran, Pedestrians must wait A life time If they follow the law To cross. Unending wait for the next stop light’s green. In Tehran, Sun doesn’t know Where to set, Mountains are disappeared Behind the smokes. In Tehran,…