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and the afterglow...of your gaze...is the onlysweater that I need.

a silent night. - the most eloquent poem i have ever read.

Poems can getsleepless tooand becomethe loneliest thingin the universe.

Once in a while i am struckall over again... by just how blue the sky appears .. on wind-played autumn mornings, blue enoughto bruise a heart.

love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and fingers

You are that one breath. that puts all the remaining breaths. back into my body.

whatever you dobe gentle with yourself.you don__ just livein this worldor your homeor your skin.you also livein someone__ eyes.

Whatever you get out of poetry - take it. take it. take it. Words are better off felt than understood.

because some thingssometimesaren't ours to hold,but just beautiful to listen to.

Not words. nor laughter. but rather someonewho will fall in lovewith your silence.

it was the kind of moonthat I would want to send back to my ancestorsand gift to my descendantsso they know that I too,have been bruised...by beauty.

Farsi Couplet:Naala-e zanjeer-e Majnun arghanoon-e aashiqanastZauq-e aan andaza-e gosh-e ulul-albaab neestEnglish Translation:The creaking of the chain of Majnun is the orchestra of the lovers,To appreciate its music is quite beyond the ears of the wise.

Farsi Couplet: Agar firdaus bar roo-e zameen ast, Hameen ast-o hameen ast-o hameen ast. English Translation: If there is a paradise on earth, It is this, it is this, it is this

there are some poemsthat we leave behindsome that leave us behindwhile some just livesilentlyin the heartcrumble, sometimesdwindledisappeardieand are rebornwhen you smile again.

The internet in general and social networking sites in particular are making people more reclusive than social.

I prefer people to consider me by who I am and what I do and not by how I look!

the saddest thing is to bea minute to someone,when you've made them your eternity.

Uniform of a soldier and uniform of a student both are equally needed for the nation.