The Birth It felt like I was in the North Pole, Frozen, Dead frozen! Like I was inside an icicle, Trapped As if I were part of it, I believed I was. Everything was cold, dead cold Have you ever seen the world from inside of an icicle? I have. You would ask yourself every time you open your eyes, “who would want to pass over this frozen land ever?” “No ONE”, it’s what your heart and your mind would shout at you over and over to make you stop asking such foolish question and stop torturing them by lightening the glimmer of hope in them. I was stuck there and was about to close my icy eyes forever Then you came Out of the nowhere, “Who would like to see icicles”, I wondered and I thought I am losing my mind But then you started to stare at an icicle God, you looked real, not an illusion You started to stare at an icicle and guess which one you chose to stare at? Yes, the one I was stuck in You looked at it as if you could see me there, like you wanted to melt it till you release me. I was overwhelmed, confused You put your hand around it, and started to blow it you wanted to melt it by your breath, “how silly”, I thought But you stayed there, Long For long, Long time And kept blowing your breath Until I felt the warmth My heart started to beat My blood started to flow I felt warm inside too Now I was able to melt the ice too We both kept trying Until I merged out I was weak But free In your hands

Grandma’s Chest! Grandma used to put her precious stuff in a chest and hide it somewhere, somewhere no one else was aware of. I grew up this way. I mean as a child I assumed that this is what everyone else does and that precious things should be hidden, so I did the same! For me, some “feelings “ were so precious, so I hid them deep, deep inside me, and didn’t let anyone knows about them. Perhaps I was so frightened to lose them! Some were hidden so deep for so long, that I myself had forgotten about them! Sometimes when I am walking on the street unaware of things that I have hidden somewhere, I face tiny little things, like a familiar smile on a stranger’s face or a flying balloon of cute little kid, or a deep wrinkle on that old woman’s face on the street corner, or just a box of chocolates. Then I feel these tiny little things are reminding me of some of those things that have hidden somewhere and that’s when I realize how much I missed them in my life!

“Take a vacation”, Someone Cried ! “Take a vacation”, someone cried ! And I thought, I actually should take a vacation, But Of my life! And go somewhere far, I might have lost myself in this complex maze of life, I should go back Find myself and bring her back to me She might be scared, being lost in nowhere, She might be confused! I wonder, What she is thinking about there, alone! Or, no maybe she is not the one, who is lost, and I am the one! What if I am the one, and she is just enjoying back there, and doesn’t want to come back to me? What if she is enjoying being there, with her dreams, dreams which I have forgotten? What if I am the one who is wandering in these spiritless, crowded streets! Either one! I should go back to me, Talk to me! I should promise her I would take care of her, And tell her how much I missed being with her, Talking to her, And sharing my dreams with her, Singing a song for her! I should go back to me! And Have glass of tea with me, Back behind that window, And listening to song of that tiny bird which has a great sound While staring at those beautiful white roses in my tiny garden! I should go back to me!

the Owl Sings A Lullaby ! There, in the corner of the street, A little girl stands alone, In the dark! Frightened, Trembling ! All she has is a little tiny doll! So she starts talking to her -“Hey, honey you wanna sleep? Ok then, so it’s lullaby time, isn’t it?" But deep inside her she knows, if her doll falls in asleep she will die from fear! So she says: ,” naughty girl! I knew you are not sleepy yet, you want a candy? Again? Didn’t I tell you just one candy every day? Oook! But just tonight! Here you are, i brought you your favorite favor! you knew your golden hair can shine even in this dark? , mom is so proud of you, no one is more beautiful than you, no one! I want you know, no matter what happens, I will be always here to protect my little beautiful girl! Even if a big fat cat come I have this stone here to throw it at him and make him run away to the hell, so don’t worry honey, mom is always here” The thought of the fat cat makes her tremble more but she thinks she has to be strong little mom! Then she holds her little girl tighter and whispers in her ears words, I have no idea what those words are but you can see tears roll down on her innocent cheeks! Wind blows! No one sings a lullaby for our little girl there, but an owl! yes, the old owl on the tree sings a song, perhaps her last lullaby!

Sea's Bride In Persian we call it the sea’s bride, I mean jellyfish! I recall the first time I saw one in TV, I was a little child And I recall one of my biggest dreams back then was having a little bride dress I have no clue why my parents didn’t like me to have one But Once my dad took me to shopping and bought me a dress A white one It was nicer than a bride dress with a puffy skirt All I was dreaming all the way home was wearing it and dancing in front of other girls with it and showing off ! I loved the way my short skirt moved when I spun all around me! Actually I think half of my dancing time was spinning and the other half was shaking my back to see my dress moving! In that moment all I could think of was that nothing could look more beautiful than my dress and me in that dress! I am wondering if jellyfishes feel that much happiness while they move with their bride-like dresses every day. What about real brides? I doubt anyone can be that much happy with a dress like I was!

Is It True That French Couples Are More Romantic Than Others ?

Personally I don’t think it is true but I found it very interesting that from time to time I see on net that they are talking about it, I was wondering if it is true or if French people are more romantic?
I wonder if they have more stable marriage. They are more loyal? Or their divorce rate is low? Why they call French people more romantic? If it is true why is that for?

"I wanna say we're going steady like it's 1954" what does it mean? to go steady like it is 1954? thanks in advance :)

Happy Nowruz To All “May Light always surround you; Hope kindle and rebound you. May your Hurts turn to Healing; Your Heart embrace Feeling. May Wounds become Wisdom; Every Kindness a Prism. May Laughter infect you; Your Passion resurrect you. May Goodness inspire your Deepest Desires. Through all that you Reach For, May your arms Never Tire.” D. Simone p.s. The pic blow is our haft sin table , I made it ! :D

What A Loss It was the most beautiful and expensive dresses of mine, everyone loved it, and now I have it damaged! I feel terrible, it was not my fault, someone washed it by accident and now it is damaged, :/ What a loss! what a pain! I am angry and ready to explode really! I don’t think even failure in love and getting dumped in love bring one this much pain! I am in pain : D Severely depressed I Am :/ may i survive this pain :P