Posts Tagged ‘friend’

Choose

March 1, 2010

I don’t know what’s it’s name? destiny, mistake or something else. It can be said a lot of nouns. On the other hand it can be called an accident. Everything is possible in our lives.

Yesterday my friend said that she is in love with a person who their visions of life aren’t identical. I mean, the perspective of opinions are important in life such as attitude to life, religion, God and politics!

She said her beliefs are important, but she loves that boy. I think that  it should be a complex situation.

Dispute over the beliefs that have been valuable to you in your life or given priority to your lover that also so important in continue of your love and may be your future perspective?  although I think it is very difficult to live with someone who does not like your ideas or at least does not think like you. I think this conflict is so important after marriage. Because you live with someone under one roof. thus for improving your relationship and love it is so important that you have peace and calmness. Permanent conflict over ideas is very tedious and may reduce the understanding in life.
I said to my friend it is a good time to concern about her opinions to choose a right decision.

Contrary

November 7, 2009

The girl thought  this method is effective. She thought it  is the best way. In fact, the only existing way to maintain the  self-esteem. Answered, but the contrary.

The girl was upset. Because she made herself the enemies that never seen them. The girl was upset. Because her main enemy, was someone who should be her main friend. However, girl has a strange fate. Apparently she always has the hardest way to reach her goals or perhaps there is no reach in this time. God knows.

A Persian Poem

June 9, 2008

FRIEND

Grand was she

Grand was she
And native of today
She was related to all the open vistas
And how well she understood the tone of water and earth
Her voice
Sounded like the scattered melancholy of reality and her eyelids
Pointed out to us
The direction of the pulse of elements
And her hands
Leafed through
The clear air of benevolence
And caused kindness
To migrate towards us
She resembled her own solitary self
And she interpreted for her mirror
The most affectionate curve of her time
And like rain she was full of freshness of repetition
And like the style of trees
She spread out into healthiness of light
She always called to the wind’s infancy
And she always tied the conversation
To the hasp in water
One night
She performed for us
Love’ green prostration so candidly
That we rubbed the sympathy of earth’s surface
And became refreshed like the accent of a pail of water
And often we saw
With how a large basket
She would set forth to pick grapes of tidings
But alas
She wouldn’t sit in front of the ablution of pigeons
And she went to the bring of naught
And lay down beyond the patience of lights
And she didn’t think at all
How lonely we were
To eat apples

* Translated by

p.s: here you can find translated version of some sohrab’s poems…