Flower

جوجه از کتاب اول ابتدائی سال 1320

2011-12-26T12:04:00.000-08:00

من جوجه را گرفتم
اورا بوسیده گفتم
جوجه جوجه طلائی
نکت سرخ و حنائی
تخم خودت شکستی
چگونه بیرون جستی
گفتا جایم تنگ بود
دیوارش ازسنگ بود
نه پنجره نه در داشت
نه کس زمن خبر داشت
دیدم چنین جای تنگ
نشستن اورد ننگ
بخود دادم یک تکان
مثل رستم پهلوان
تخم خود را شکستم
وزود بیرون جستم

Sufi Masters

2010-11-18T10:44:00.000-08:00

Sufi masters

Sufi masters are those

Whose spirits existed before the world .

Before the body. They lived many lifetimes.

Before seeds went into the ground. They harvested wheat.

Before there was an ocean . they strung pearls.

While the great meeting was going on about bringing .

Human beings into existence . they stood up to their chins.

In wisdom water when some of the angels opposed creation.

The Sufi sheikhs laughed and clapped among themselves.

When two of them meet. They are no longer two

They are one and six hundred thousand .

Before a mine is dug. They judge coins.

Before vineyards. they know the excitements to come

In July they feel December in unbroken sunlight .

They find shade. In Fana the state where all objects.

Dissolve . they recognize objects.

time

2010-11-14T11:19:00.000-08:00

when I am with you. we stay up all night.
when you are not here . I can.t go to sleep

praise God for these two insomnias
and the difference between them.

اندم گه با تو باشم یگسال هست روی واندم که بی تو باشم یک روزهست سالی

the city of Saba

2010-11-08T09:49:00.000-08:00

In the city of Saba there is no glut of wealth.
everyone has more than enough.
even the bathstokers wear gold belts.

huge grape clusters hang down on every street.
and brush the faces of the citizens.
no one has to anything.

you can balance an empty basket on your head.
and it will be itself.
with overripe fruit dropping into it.

stray doges stray in lanes.
full of thrown-out scraps with barely a notice.

the lean desert wolf gets indigestion.
from the rich food everyone is.
satiated with all the extera.

there are no robbers there is no energy.
for crime or for gratitude.
and no one wonders about the unseen world

this over-richness is a subtle disease.
those who have it are blind to what is wrong.
and deafe to any one who points it out.

the city of Saba cannot be understood.
frome within itself but there is a cure.
an individual medicine not a social remedy.

Sit quietly and listen for a voice.
that will say. Be more silent.....

who makes these changes?

2010-11-08T09:39:00.000-08:00

who makes these changes?
I shoot an arrow right.
it lands left.
I ride after a deer
and find myself chased by a hog.
I plot to get what I want
and end up in prison.
I dig pits to trap others.
and fall in.
I should be suspicious .
of what I want

on resurrection day

2010-11-01T15:16:00.000-07:00

on resurrection day your body testifies against you.
your hand says I stole money
your lips. i said meanness.
your feet i went where i shouldn,t.
your genitals me too.
they will make your praying sound hypocritical
let the body,s doing speak openly now.
without your saying a word.
as a student,s walking behind a teacher
says this one knows more clearly
than i the way

the cat and the meat

2010-10-31T14:56:00.000-07:00

there was once a sneering wife
who ate all her husband brought home.
and lied about it
one day it was some lamb for a guest.
who was to come ;He had worked two hundred days/
in order to buy meat.
when he was away his wife cooked a kebab.
and ate it all with wine.
the husband returns with his guest.
the cat has eaten the meat. she said
buy more if you have any money left.
He asks a servant to bring the scales.
and the cat, the cat weighs three pounds. one ounce
if this is the cat where is the meat?
if this is the meat where is the cat?
start looking for one or the other.

حکایت مرد بخیل و پسر لاابالی

2009-11-25T02:36:00.000-08:00

یکی زهره خرج کردن نداشت/// زرش بود و یارای خوردن نداشت
نه خوردی که خاطر براسایدش/// نه دادی که فردا بکار ایدش
شب وروز در بند زر بود وسیم/// زر وسیم در بند مرد لئیم
بدانست روزی پسر در کمین/// که ممسک کجا کرد زر در زمین
ز خاکش بر اوردو بر باد داد/// شنیدم که سنگی در انجا نهاد
پدر زار و گریان همه شب نخفت/// پسر بامدادان بخندید و گفت
زر از بهر خوردن بود ای پدر/// زبهر نهفتن چه سنگ و چه زر
زر از سنگ خارا برون اورند/// که با دوستان و عزیزان خورند

saadi

2009-10-30T01:16:00.000-07:00

A raindrop dripping from a cloud was ashamed when it saw the sea.
“ who am I .where there is a sea” it said
When it saw itself with the eye of humility .
A shell nurtured it in its embrace..

یکی قطره باران ز ابری چکید ======= خجل شد جو پهنای دریا بد ید
بخود گفت ایا که من کیستم====== گر او هست حقا که من نیستم
چو خودرا بچشم حقارت بدید ===== صدف در کنارش بجان پرورید.

What may appear to you a group of bushes
Could well be a place wherein a leopard lurks.

هر بیشه گمان مبر که خالی است ===== شاید که پلنگ خفته باشد

Fettered feet in the presence of friends is better than
Living in the garden with strangers..

پای در زنجیر پیش دوستان ===== به که با بیگانگان در بوستان

Make no friendship with an elephant keeper if
You have no room to entertain an elephant..

یا مکن با پیل بانان دوستی ===== یا بنا کن خانه ئی در خورد فیلئ

On the day of battle it is slender horse . not the lumbering ox
That will be of use

اسب لاغرمیان بکار اید ===== روز میدان نه گاو پرواری

Through out the long night a man wept at the beside of a sick man
When day dawned the visitor was dead and the patient was alive.

مردی همه شب بر سر بیمار گریست ===== چون صبح بشد بمرد و بیمار بزیست

good luck

2009-10-13T01:48:00.000-07:00

Good luck

Happiest person is the one who enjoys what age gives him without wasting his time in useless regrets

خوشبختی در فراموش کردن گذشته . غنیمت شمردن حال و امیدوار بودن به اینده است

گل خوشبختی از زاله اصفهانی

گل شاداب خوشبختی
هزاران رنگ و بو دارد
و هر کس ارزو دارد
که ان گل را شکوفا تر ببار ارد
گل خوشبختی این جادوی شور انگیز
گهی چون موج دریاها است
گهی سیاره های دور راز امیز
گهی در زر پدیدار است
گاهی در هنرمندی
گهی در عشق و گه در مهر فرزندی
ودر ایثار
در پیکار
در یاری به انسانها
گل کمیاب خوشبختی
هزاران رنگ وبو دارد
که تصویرش بسی سخت است
به نزد من
هر انکس در درون خویشتن
احساس خوشبختی کند
انسان خوشبخت است

2009-10-07T07:22:00.000-07:00

کودکی بلهجه کرمانی دکتر پورحسینی

خوشا ان خردسالیهای زیبا /// که اندر کودکی نامم ابول(1) بود
بفهمی یا نفهمی فعل و قولم /// نماز و روزه ای و چهار قل(2) بود
نه اندر سر هوای بیش یا کم /// نه اندر کله حرف جزئ وکل بود
بدیدم دختر همسایه روزی /// لب دیوار ابول گویان دکل(3) بود
ابول کاکو(4) بده ان دامنم را /// که دامن خیس بود و بند شل بود
میان خانه دامانی تنک(5) بود /// که مثل صاحبش چاق و تپل بود
پریدم پشت بام و دیدم از شوق /// که دیگ شهوتش در قل وقل بود
ز گرما گرم جوش و شور مستی /// دو کفت(6) فربهش همرنگ گل بود
بمن خندید و بوسه خواست دادن /// غرض این بود و بونه(7) کهنه جل(8)بود
لبم اندر لب و ورد زبانش /// ابول جونم ابول جونم ابول بود
کنون ان طعم بوسه هست یادم /// کمی تلخ و کمی شیرین جو مل بود
پیام بوسه را اگه نبو دم /// که راه وصل را پیوند و پل بود
خدارا شکر یک عمری ابول وار /// براه عشق واصل پاک خل بود

1- ابول مخفف ابوا لقاسم
2- چهار سوره قران
3- خم شده
4-برادر
5- گسترده
6- گونه صورت
7-بهانه
8- پارجه بی مصرف

یاد ایام کودکی پزمان بختیاری

2009-10-02T08:14:00.000-07:00

با دلی اسوده اندر کودکی جای در دامان مادر داشتم
وز نهال قامت فرخ پدر سایه لی فرخنده بر سر داشتم
منطقی خاطر فریب و بذله گوی شیوه ای طناز و دلبر داشتم
کار من جز خنده و شادی نبود کی خبر از دیده تر داشتم
نه گرفتاری نه کاری داشتم وه چه فرخ روزگاری داشتم

شكرگزاري

2008-08-24T03:26:00.000-07:00

از دست و زبان كه برآيد
كز عهده شكرش بدرآيد

selected fragments

2008-05-20T06:12:00.000-07:00

Some attractive selected fragments about life ,love .happiness.

Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope .to live and to put its trust in life.

Life is like a bicycle . you do not fall off unless you stop pedaling.

Count your life by smiles not tears .count your age by friends not years.

Life is to be measured by its excellence not by the length.

Age is a matter of feeling not of years .

Most people say that as you get old you have to give up things I think .
You get old because you give up things .

I do not looking back I am looking ahead to the next show that is the way I keep young.

Winter is on my head but eternal spring is in my heart .

Those who love deeply never grow old . they may die of long age but they die young.

Every man 's life lies within the present for the past is spent and the future is uncertain.

The mind is like a clock that is constantly running down it has to be wound up daily .
With learning and good thought.

Any one who stops learning is old whether at twenty or eighty.

A sad soul can kill you quicker than a germ.

Always try to understand people feel and show appreciations more and more often wear a smile showing sensible token of love .

Spider

2008-04-12T07:27:00.000-07:00

برو قوی شو اگر عزم زندگی داری
که در نظام طبیعت ضعیف پا مال است

عنکبوت از توران شهریاری
عنکبوتی سخت گرم کار بود
بهر کارش تا سحر بیدار بود
بند ها و رشته ها از هر کنار
گشته اویزان مهیای شکار
صیدهای خرد در دام امدند
چونکه نادانسته و خام امدند
گفت با خود عنکبوت تار ساز
تیرم اخر بر هد ف شد کار ساز
پشه در تارم اسیری بیش نیست
بهر او جز نیستی در پیش نیست
کی تواند بگسلاند بند و دام
لا جرم در بند میماند مدام
همچنان در این خیال و گفتگو
دید زنبوری بیامد سوی او
نا گهان زنبور در بند اوفتاد
بند بر پای توانمند اوفتاد
با تکانی رشته هارا پاره کرد
عنکبوت پیر را اواره کرد
بگسلد هر رشته ای را زورمند
میرهد با قدرتش از دام و بند
بینوای نا توان گردد شکار
این بود ائین و رسم روزگار

reborn

2008-04-04T02:12:00.000-07:00

Reborn;;;; Go to rapture
All I could see from where I stood;
Were three long mountains and a wood
I turned and I looked the other way;
And saw three islands in a bay
So with my eyes I traced the line
Of the horizon thin and fine;
Straight around till I was come;
Back to where I’d started from
And all I saw from where I stood
Were three long mountains and a wood

Over these things I could not see;
There were the things that bounded me;
And I could touch them with my hand;
Almost I thought form where I stand;
And all at once things seemed so small
My breath came short ; and scares at all;
But sure the sky is big I said;
Miles and miles above my head;
So here upon my back I lie;
And look my feel into the sky;

And so I looked and after all;
The sky was not so very tall;
The sky I said must somewhere stop;
And sure enough I see the top;
The sky I thought is not so grand ;
I most could touch it with my hand;
And reaching up my hand to try;
I screamed to feel it touch the sky;

I screamed and Lo infinity;;;;;
Came down and settled over me;
Forced back my scream into my chest;
Bent back my arm upon my breast;
And pressing of the undefined ;
The definition of my mind;
Held up before my eyes a glass;
Through which my shrinking sight did pass;

Long had I lain thus craving death;
When quietly the earth beneath;
Gave way and inch by inch so great;
At last had grown the crashing weight ;
Into the earth I sank till I;
Full six feet underground did lie;
Deep in the earth I rested now;
Cool is its hand upon my brow;

And soft its breast beneath the head ;
Of one who is so gladly dead;
And all at once and over all ;
The pitying rain began to fall;
I lay heard each pattering hoof;
Upon my lowly that had the roof;
And seemed to love the sound for more;
Than ever I had done before;

For rain it has a friendly sound;
For one who is six feet underground ;
And scarce the friendly voice or face;
A grave is such a quiet place;
The rain I said is kind to come;
And speak to me in my new home;
I would I were alive again;
To kiss the fingers of the rain;

For soon the shower will be done;
And taken the broad face of the sun;
Will laugh above the rain soaked earth ;
Until the world with answering mirth;
Beloved beauty over me;
That I shall never see;
Again the spring silver autumn gold;
That I shall never more behold;

O:' God I cried give me new birth;
And put me back upon the earth ;
In one big torrent set me free;
Washing my grave away from me;
Of herald wings came whispering;
Like music down the vibrant string;
Of my ascending prayer and crash ;
Before the wild minds whistling lash;

The startled storm clouds roared on high;
And plunged in terror down the sky ;
And the big rain in one black wave;
Fell from the sky and struck my grave;
I know not how much things can be;
I only knew there came to me;
A fragrance such on never clings ;
To aught save happy living things;

A sound as some joyous elf;
Singing sweet songs to please himself '
And through and over every things
A sense of glad awakening ;
The grass tiptoe at my ear;
Whispering to me I could hear ;

I felt the rains cool finger tips.
Brushed tenderly across my lips.
Laid gently on my seald sight.
And all at once the heavy night.
Fell from my eyes and I could see.
A drenched and dripping apple tree
At last long line of silver rain.
Grown closer and blue again

Oh God I can push the grass apart.
And lay my finger on thy heart.
Sent instant tears into my eyes .
O. God I cried no dark disguise.
The world stands out on either side.
No wider than the heart is wide.
The soul can split the sky in two.
And let the face of God shine through.
And he whose soul is flat the sky.
Will cave in on him by and by……..

;
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flower

2007-09-30T21:08:00.000-07:00

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may.
old time is still a flying.
and this same flower that smiles today.
tomorrow will be dying.

بچه کار ایدت زگل طبقی
از گلستان من ببر ورقی
گل همین پنجروز وشش باشد
وین گتستان همیشه خوش باشد

Richard Cory

2007-09-28T01:22:00.000-07:00

Richard cory
When ever Richard cory went down town.
We people on the pavement looked at him.
He was a gentleman from sole to crown.
Clean favored. And imperially slim.

And he was always quietly arrayed.
And he was always human when he talked.
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"good morning" and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich – yes .richer than a king/
And admirably schooled in every grace.
In fine we thought that he was every thing.
To make us wish that we were in his place .

So on we worked .and waited for the light
And went without the meat . and cursed the bread.
And Richard cory . one calm summer night
Went home and put a bullet through his head::::?

یار گمشده حافظ

2007-09-13T06:20:00.000-07:00

بر سر بازار جانبازان منادی میزنند
بشنوید ای ساکنان کوی رندی بشنوید
دختر رز چند روزی شد که از ما گم شدست
رفت تا گیرد سر خود هان و هان حاضر شوید
دختری شبگرد تند و تلخ گلرنگ است و مست
گر بیابیدش بسوی خانه حافظ برید

حافظ

2007-09-13T05:53:00.000-07:00

خواجه حافظ شیرازی متل امروزیها بدهکار و طلبکار به تعقیب وتوقیف او در جستجو وی برای فرار از بازداشت به بست پناه برده ماجرا از زبان خودش
بمن سلام فرستاد دوستی امروز /// که ای نتیجه کلکت سواد بینائی
پس از دو سال که بختت بخانه باز اورد/// چرا زخانه خواجه بدر نمی ائی ؟
جواب دادم و گفتم بدار معذورم/// که این طریقه نه خود کامی است و خود رائی
وکیل قاضیم اندر گذر کمین کرده است/// بکف قباله دعوی چو مار شیدائی
که گر برون نهم از استان خواجه قدم/// بگیردم سوی زندان برد برسوائی
جناب خواجه حصار من است گر اینجا/// کسی نفس زند از حجت تقاضائی
بعون قوت بازوی بندگان وزیر/// به سیلیش بشکافم دماغ سودائی

living

2007-08-21T04:04:00.000-07:00

There are a number of us creep.
Into this world to eat and sleep.
And know no reason why they are born.
But merely to consume the corn.
Devour the cattle fowl and fish.
And leave behind an empty dish.
The crows and ravens do the same.
Unlucky birds of hateful name.
Then if their tombstone when they die.
Ben,t taught to flatter and to lie.
There is nothing better will be said.
Than that"they have ate up all their bread.
Drunk up their drink and gone to bed<<<<

خوردن برای زیستن و زنده ماندن است
او معتقد که زیستن از بهر ماندن است

children

2007-08-21T04:01:00.000-07:00

Children learn what they live

If a child lives with criticism he learns to condemn.
If a child lives with hostility he learns to fight.
If a child lives with ridicule he learns to be shy.
if a child lives with shame he learns to feel guilty.
If a child lives with tolerance he learns to be patient.
If a child lives with encouragement he learns confidence.
If a child lives with praise he learns to appreciate.
If a child lives with fairness he learns justice.
If a child lives with security he learns to have faith.
if a child lives with approval he learns to like himself.
if a child lives with acceptance he learns to find love in the world..

کودک هر انچه دارد از اغوش مادر است
گر زشت خوی باشدو گر نیک محضر است
در دفتر معلم و اموزگار نیست
ان تربیت که زاده دامان مادر است
خوشبخت انکه مادر دانا بروز و شب
چونان فرشته بر سر او سایه گستر است
در دست مادران خردمند با هنر
خوشبختی و سعادت ابناء کشور است

shephered

2007-08-21T03:57:00.000-07:00

The passionate shepherd to his love
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove.
That hills and valleys . dales and fields.
And all the craggy mountains yields.

There we will sit upon the rocks.
And see the shepherds feed their flocks
By shallow rivers to whose falls.
Melodious birds sing madrigals.

And I will make thee beds of roses
With a thousand fragrant posies.
A cap of flowers . and a kirtle,
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle.

A gown made of the finest wool .
Which from our pretty lambs we pull.
Fair lined slippers for the cold .
With buckles of the purest gold.

A belt of straw and ivy buds .
With coral clasps and amber studs .
And if these pleasures may thee move.
Come live with me and be my love.

The shepherds swains shall dance and sing.
For thy delight each may morning
If these delights thy mind may move .
Then live with me and be my love

By Christopher marlow….

beloved description

2007-08-08T01:15:00.000-07:00

She was a phantom of delight.
when first she gleamed upon my sight.
a lovely apparition sent ,
to be a moment.s ornament.
her eyes as stars of twilight fair.
like twilight.s too her dusky hair.
a dancing shape an image gay.
to haunt to startle and way lay.
I saw her upon nearer view.
a spirit . yet a woman too
a perfect woman nobly planned .
to warn to comfort and command.
and yet a spirit still and bright .
with something of angelic light...

by Wordsworth

در وصف معشوق از نظامی

پری دختی پری مگذار ماهی /// بزیر مقنعه صاحب کلاهی
شب افروزی چو مهتاب جوانی /// سیه چشمی چو اب زندگانی
بمروارید دندانهای چون نور /// صدف را اب دندان داده از دور
دو شکر چون عقیق اب داده /// دو گیسو چون کمند تاب داده
تو گوئی بینی اش تیغی است از سیم /// که کرد ان تیغ سیبی را بدو نیم
رخش نسرین و بویش نیز نسرین /// لبش شیرین و نامش نیز شیرین

manner

2007-08-07T02:05:00.000-07:00

tutor

2007-08-05T02:20:00.000-07:00

A tutor who tooted the flute.
Tried to tutor two tooters to toot.
Said the two to the tutor.
is it harder to toot or,
To tutor two tooters to toot????

tiger

2007-08-05T02:06:00.000-07:00

there was a young lady of Niger
who smiled when she rode on a tiger
they ended the ride.
with the lady inside
and the smile on the face of the tiger???/

kiss

2007-08-05T01:56:00.000-07:00

give me one kiss.
and no more.
if so be .this
makes you poor.
to enrich you.
i will restore
for that one. two
thousand score..

robert Herrick

دزدی بوسه عجب دزدی پر منفعتی است
که اگر باز ستانند دو چندان گردد

mad man

2007-08-01T09:56:00.000-07:00

A mad answer of a madman

One asked a madman if a wife he had
"A wife??" quote he "I never was so mad""

the rich man

2007-07-31T06:55:00.000-07:00

The rich man has his motor-car.
His country and his town estate
He smokes a fifty-cent cigar.
And jeers at fate

He frivols through the livelong day .
He knows not poverty her pinch.
His lot seems light his heart seems gay
He has a cinch

Yet though my lamp burns low and dim
Though I must slave for livelihood
Think you that I would change with him????

You bet I would

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sic vita by milad

2007-07-28T10:44:00.000-07:00

این است زند گی شرح حا ل من و همسالان

شده ام پیر و مستحق کمک شده ریشم سفید چون پشمک
کم شده نور دیده ام ناچار میزنم بر دو چشم خود عینک
گوش منهم بتازگی شده کر میکنم استفاده از سمعک
روز تا شب زفرط بیحالی دمر افتاده ام بروی تشک
شده تنها غذای این بنده شب کمی شیر و ظهردم پختک
یاد انروزها که میخوردم دو قدح اش با دوتا سنگک
همه شب در سر پل تجریش کار من بود خوردن جگرک
وقت کشتی همه حریفان را میزدم بر زمین به فن سگک
من که بودم حریف شیر و پلنگ نا توانم بجنگ پشه و کک
جمع بودند هر کجا خوبان من از انجا نمیشد م منفک
تا شدم پیر دوستان قدیم همه رفتند از برم تک تک
ان یکی گفت صورت حاجی لک زده زان شده حاجی لک لک
خود بیا و ببین که اخر عمر داده بر دست من فلک چه کلک
قوم و خویش ورفیق و ایل و تبار همه هستند منتظر اینک
که بمیرم کنند اسم مرا روی سنگ مزار مخلص حک

sic vita Henry king

2007-07-28T10:32:00.000-07:00

Like to the falling of a star or as the flights of eagles are.
or like the fresh spring .s gaudy hue or silver drops of morning dew
or like a wind that chafes the flood or bubbles which on water stood

Even such is man whose borrowed light
is straight called in and paid to night
the wind blows out the bubble dies
the spring entombed in autumn lies
the dew dries up the star is shot
the flight is past and man forgot....

lost friend

2007-07-05T05:56:00.001-07:00

از سیرجانی
دوستان قصه پرغصه من لختی از راه صفا گوش کنید
داشتم مونسی از غهد ازل هممه جا یار و مدد کارم بود
روزی ان همدم من همسفرم دور شد از من و در مردم شد
لحظه ای غافل از او ماندم واو اندر انبوه خلایق گم شد
دوستان بهر خدا بهر خدا گرد هم امده کنکاش کنید
یار گمگشته من هر جا هست مردمی کرده و پیداش کنید
گر بخواهید نشانیهایش غرق خون است چو مرغ بسمل
پیش از این سینه من جایش بود پیشه اش بلهوسی نامش دل

lost friend

2007-07-05T05:56:00.000-07:00

Michael Drayton
Good folk. For gold or hire.
But help me to a cryer .
For my poor heart is run astray
After two eyes that passed this way.
O.yes O yes O.yes
If there be any man in town or country can
Bring me my heart again
I will please him for his pain
And by this mark I will you show
That only I this heart do owe.
It is a wounded heart
Where in yet sticks the dart
Every piece sore hurt through out it.
Faith and troth writ round about it.
It was a tame heart and a dear.
And never used to roam.
But having this haunt I fear
It will hardly stay at home
For God.s sake walking by the way
If you my heart do see.
Either impound it for a stray
Or send it back to me….

sea fever

2007-07-01T07:40:00.001-07:00

Sea Fever by John Mansefield

I must go down to the seas again. To the lonely sea and the sky.
And all I ask . is a tall ship and a star to steer by.
And the wheel;s kick and the wind;s song and the white sail;s shaking
And a grey mist on the sea;s face and a grey dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again . for the call of the running tide.
Is a wild call and a clear call. That may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying;
And the flung spray . and the blown spume and the sea gulls crying;
I must go down to the seas again to the vagrant gypsy life;
To to the gulls way . and the whale;s way where the wind is like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow rover;
And a quite sleep and a sweet dream when the long trek is over;;;;

laughing

2007-07-01T07:36:00.000-07:00

بشادی دار دل را تا توانی
که بفزاید بشادی زندگانی
چو روز ما همی بر ما نیاید
در او بیهوده غم خوردن نشاید

شوخی و طنز در مورد خنده از دکتر دلشادیان
در جهان تا زنده ای ای جان بخند +++ گر شدی افسرده و نالان بخند
فقر اگر اید سراغت غم مخور +++ گر نداری شب بسفره نان بخند
بهر دلدار ار نداری هدیه ای +++ جای هدیه در بر جانان بخند
گر که اه اندر بساطت نیست باز +++ هست چون همسایه ات اعیان بخند
همسرت گر ارزوی پسته کرد +++ بهر او چون پسته خندان بخند
گر بسرقت رفت در شب خانه ات +++ تو فقط ماندی ویک تنبان بخند
مشت خود را گر تو بر سندان زدی +++بود بیحاصل تو بر سندان بخند
صبح در ائینه گر کردی نگاه +++ دیدی انجا ادمی حیران بخند

ا ا

solitude

2007-07-01T07:31:00.000-07:00

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Laugh and the world laughs with you ;
Weep and you weep alone;
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth
But has trouble enough of its own;
Sing and hills will answer;
Sigh it is lost on the air;
The echoes bound to a joyful sound ;
But shrink from voicing care;
Rejoice and men will seek you ;
Grieve and they turn and go'
They want full measure of all your pleasure
But they do not need your woe
Be glad and your friends are many'
Be sad and you lose them all;
Feast and your halls are crowded
Fast and the world goes by
Succeed and give and it helps you live
But no man can help you die
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain;;;

dafodills

2007-07-01T07:26:00.000-07:00

Daffodils
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high over vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host of golden daffodils
Beside the lake beneath the trees fluttering and dancing in the breeze

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way
They stretched in never ending line
Along the margin of a bay
Ten thousand saw I at a glance tossing their heads in sprightly dance

The waves beside them danced but they
Out did the sparkling waves in glee
A poet could not but be gay
In such a Jocund company
I gazed and gazed but little thought what wealth the show to me had brought

For oft when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood
They flash up on that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude
And then my heart with pleasure fills and dances with the daffodils

By Wordsworth

Emilly deckenson

2007-06-29T07:00:00.000-07:00

If I can stop one heart from breaking.
I shall not live in vain.
if I can ease one life the aching;
or cool one pain
or help one fainting robin unto his nest again;
i shall not live in vain.
زدام رشک چون پروانه فارغ بال میگردم
چراغ هرکه روشن میشود خوشحال میگردم

eternity

2007-06-28T07:50:00.000-07:00

He who binds to himself a joy does the winged life destroy
But he who kisses the joy as it flies lives in eterniry sun rise

wiliam Black

گر اهل دلی گوش کن از من این پند پندی است که امیحته با شکر و قند
این عمر دو روزه را به شادی سر کن پیوسته به ریش غم ایام بخند

owl

2007-06-28T00:09:00.001-07:00

The owl

A wise old owl sat in an oak
The more he saw the less he spoke
The less he spoke the more he heard
Why don.t you copy that wise old bird?

دادند دو گوش و یک زبانت زاغاز یعنی که دو بشنو ویکی بیش مگوی
ی

the owl

2007-06-28T00:02:00.001-07:00

Best friends
We met. We clicked . we are cool we are one.
Two friends with one thought beneath the sun.
As it shines so brightly . there may come the rain.
To fall into our lives but best friends we,.ll remain.
Ring the phone and I will run to answer your call.
Need me for whatever I will go that is all.
For like the truest friendship that never ends
You and I for the rest of time very best friends

اوقات خوش ان بود که با دوست بسر شد باقی همه بی حاصلی بی خبری بود

دوستی گرمی دلهای بهم پیوسته است تا در ان دوست نباشد همه در ها بسته است

tks

2007-06-25T00:21:00.000-07:00

out of the night that covers me.

blak as the pit form pole to pole

I thank whatever gods may be .

for my unconquerable soul...

eagle

2007-06-23T09:55:00.000-07:00

Who is he?
He clasps the crag with crooked hands.
Close to the sun in lonely lands.
Ringed the azure world he stands.

The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls.
He watches from his mountain walls
And like a thunderbolt he falls

Alfred Lord Tennyson

روزی زسر سنگ عقابی بهوا خاست
بهر طلب طعمه پر و بال بیاراست
از راستی بال منی کرد و همی گفت
کامروز همه ملک جهان زیر پر ماست
ناصر خسرو

Today

2007-06-19T02:39:00.000-07:00

with every rising of the sun
think of your life as just begun
the past has cancelled and buried deep
all yesterday .there let them sleep
concern yourself with out today
grasp it .and teach it to obey
your will and plan .since time began
today has been a friend of man
you and today a soul sublime
and the great heritage of time
with God himself to bind the twain
Go fort brave heart attain attain