شب چار ماه ویه تکدرخت ویه سایهی تکو یه پرندهی تنها.رو تنم دنبال رد لبات میگردم.فواره بادو میبوسهلمسش نمیکنه.همون «نه» که بم گفتیوتو کف دستام با خودم میبرممثه یه لیموی مومی خیلی سفیدشب چار ماه ویه درخت تک.رو نوک یه سوزن
The roots of education are bitter, but the fruit is sweet.
Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lost
If my world were to cave in tomorrow, I would look back on all the pleasures, excitements and worthwhilenesses I have been lucky enough to have had. Not the sadness, not my miscarriages or my father l...
Marketing is so powerful that it can make even an extremely untalented musician a one-hundred-hits wonder.
God is my provider I brag different.
A Writer is Actor, Creator, Director & Producer Of HIS Life. Ask ME anything.
You say you love rain, but you use an umbrella to walk under it. You say you love sun, but you seek shelter when it is shining. You say you love wind, but when it comes you close your windows. So that...
For the grateful, there is no room for disappointment; Each moment offers life.
True love is not a hide and seek game: in true love, both lovers seek each other.
Sow good seeds for a good yield.