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on the continuation of the broken fragments of a ludicrous dream...
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Last edited by IamDZJ; 03-22-2011, 11:51 PM.
I am no bird, and no nest ensnares me.
non commercial would cost less if he was in charge himself which he plans on doing. right now it's n herat but soon it will be in qanadahar.
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through the sharp edges of the corners of the eye i could catch glimpses of it tilting off the frame slightly. i tried to shut my eyes and escape it many times but i couldn't. it was not a foreign thought sneaking it's way through me..it was inside me..my own sense of being entangled by wires..unable to escape me. before i could reach a conclusion, i slowly raised my dark color dipped fingers and smudged off the letters one by one demolishing it's form and surface knowing very well that the picture had been drawn in my mind already. i could shut my eyes and open them after eternity and it will still be there staring right back at me as if it was some form of self deception...
I am no bird, and no nest ensnares me.
non commercial would cost less if he was in charge himself which he plans on doing. right now it's n herat but soon it will be in qanadahar.
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thats deep.There are people today who think that admitting God’s absolute greatness decreases the value and importance of humans in the creation, as if God and mankind are rivals competing in greatness and power. Meanwhile I feel that whenever our perception of God’s greatness increases, with it we become greater, because we are the creation of a great God.
Sayyid QutbComment
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د ګلاب په هره پاڼه کی جانانه
زه تصویر یمه د ګل په هره پاڼه
لاس نیولې مه د ګلو باغ ته بیایی
لیونی زړه مه سرکشه ده نادانه
ماشومتوب چمونه اوس هم رانه غواړي
لمسوی مه اوس په ما ده بدګومانه
ګلاب ګوري ماته لری نه خندا کړي
وایی "وکړه ژوند بی ما که دی اسانه"
نن مه هم خپل ټول خیالونو ته ژړلي
سترګی سری چه تیریدم د ګل د خوا نه
طبیت مه د خیالونو نقاشي کړي
د ماشوم په شان په خوب کی یم روانه
نیمو شپو کی چه د ګلو خواته ځمه
دسپوږمۍ په رڼایی کی ناګهانه
یو اروا راسره مل شي راته وایی
ای ګل رخه بی ګل ژوند نه دی اسانه
ورشه اوس یی دیدن وکړه انتظار دی
ګل به پاڼې پاڼې ریژي بی له تا نه
نیمو شپو کی چه خوبونه رانه ورک شي
ناڅاپي کړم د کوټې څراغ روښانه
تصور کی ښکلومه د ګل پاڼې
پرې تسل د زړه کوم خوږه جانانه
د حفیظ دمینې یاده لا تازه یی
مینه مینه ورته ګل وایه له ځانه
I am no bird, and no nest ensnares me.
non commercial would cost less if he was in charge himself which he plans on doing. right now it's n herat but soon it will be in qanadahar.
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