Girl ...

Did't see her face ...
Not even a glance ...

Anxious ...

Falling to the ground
I was anxious to be found
You can always go home
To the safety of your cloud

Don't let go
I need you to hang around
I am so broke
And foolishly in love

I turned around to love revealing
What did I learn, it's not that easy
When you get burned and go on burning light

Falling into sound
Is a less defeating path
One day we will go home
To the safety of our clouds

Don't let go
I need you to hang around
I'm so broke
And foolishly in love

I turned around, my life was changing
What did I learn, it's not that easy
When you get burned and go on burning light

Don't let go
I need you to hang around
I'm so broke
And foolishly in love

I turned around, my life was changing
What did I learn, it's not that easy
When you get burned and go on burning light

- Museum of Flight, Damien Jurado

Solitude ...

There are days when solitude is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom,
others when it is a bitter tonic,
and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.

- Colette

Nothing ...

چه غریب ماندی ای دل
نه غمی نه غم گساری
نه به انتظار یاری
نه ز یار انتظاری

A Minute ...

آغوش غریبه‌ای باید،

بی خاطرات خوب

بی خاطرات بد.

برای دمی،

همدمی...

- پرسه/ حامد حبیبی 

Love ...

- http://oldestfashion.blogspot.ca/2012/06/blog-post_378.html

Gradually ...

Hemingway has his classic moment in "The Sun Also Rises" when someone asks Mike Campbell how he went bankrupt. All he can say is, "Gradually, then suddenly."
That's how depression hits. You wake up one morning, afraid that you're gonna live.

- Prozac Nation, The Movie

Depending on ...

I’d been sitting at the bar for three hours,
... or five years!
Depending on the way you looked at things.

- Max Payne

Hey you ...

Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.

Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home.

But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.

Hey you, out there on the road
always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.

- Hey You, Pink Floyd

Tired ...

اینکه چندبار و چه مدتی او را زده بودند، به‌یاد نمی‌آورد. همواره پنج شش آدم سیاه‌جامه با هم به جانش می‌افتادند، گاهی با مشت، گاهی با تعلیمی، گاهی با میله‌ی فولادین، گاهی با پوتین. زمان‌هایی بود که به بی‌شرمی حیوان بر کف سلول می‌غلتید و با تلاش بی‌پایان و نومید بدنش را این‌سو و آن‌سو می‌کشانید تا از شر لگدهای آنان در امان بماند و همین‌کار سبب می‌شد که لگدهای بیشتر و بیشتری بر دنده‌هایش،‌ شکمش،‌ آرنجش،‌ ساق پاهایش،‌ کشاله‌ی رانش و... نثار شود. زمان‌هایی بود که زدن‌ها آن‌قدر ادامه می‌يافت که آنچه بی‌رحمانه و خبیث و نابخشودنی می‌نمود کردار نگهبانان نبود، که ناتوانی وی از واداشتن خویش به بیهوشی بود.

- ۱۹۸۴، جورج اورول 

Chocolate ...

Life is like a box of chocolates.
You never know what you're gonna get.

- Forrest Gump, The Movie 

Please ...

  

يا رب سببي ساز که يارم به سلامت
بازآيد و برهاندم از بند ملامت

خاک ره آن يار سفرکرده بياريد
تا چشم جهان بين کنمش جاي اقامت

فرياد که از شش جهتم راه ببستند
آن خال و خط و زلف و رخ و عارض و قامت

امروز که در دست توام مرحمتي کن
فردا که شوم خاک چه سود اشک ندامت

اي آن که به تقرير و بيان دم زني از عشق
ما با تو نداريم سخن خير و سلامت

درويش مکن ناله ز شمشير احبا
کاين طايفه از کشته ستانند غرامت

در خرقه زن آتش که خم ابروي ساقي
بر مي‌شکند گوشه محراب امامت

حاشا که من از جور و جفاي تو بنالم
بيداد لطيفان همه لطف است و کرامت

کوته نکند بحث سر زلف تو حافظ
پيوسته شد اين سلسله تا روز قيامت

Dance ...

Natasha brings me kisses in the moonlight,
She kneels above me, silk upon my skin,
I reach for her, and I can feel her heartbeat,
Beneath her breast so heavy in my hand;
The rain is running rivers on my window,
And shimmers on the streetlights down below,
She's happy when I hold her in the shadows,
And whispers of a life I've never known;
And will you dance, Natasha dance for me,
Because I want to feel the passion in your soul,
And when you dance, will you tell me in a story,
The joy and pain of living in your world;
La la la, la la la, la la la la ...
And with the light I wake up in the morning,
And she has gone, it must have been a dream,
And then I see the roses on my pillow,
And now I know that she will come again;
And she will dance, Natasha dance for me,
Again I want to feel the passion in your soul,
And when you move, will you show me in a story,
The joy and pain of living in your world;
Natasha dance for me ...


- Natasha dance, Chris de Burgh

Cold ...

گاهی آدم هیچ قندی در دلش آب نمی‌شود؛ بس که سرد است.
دلگرمی چیز خوبی است، باعث می‌شود قندهای زیادی در دل آدم آب شود. 

- منبع: نامشخص