nimaabromand
male - 20 years, Zafar, Iran, Islamic Republic of
Blog 6
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Remember Me
God blew our lives
Take people to slavery
Changing the world
From heaven to hell
When you fly from your home
It’s your last eyes to your room
My eyes are now so tired
And no longer to see
But dream of my wall
Linger in me
So carry your past
In any rooms of your heart
You’ll never be empty
Of love when you part
When you fly
It’s your last eyes
Then remember me.
Nima
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Nightmare
I cross..
Like a phantom
No ghost to see
Under the bed
Don't look for me
I panic..
Crazy in the head
Screams left and right
No.. Don't let me sleep
Too late.. Goodnight
Oh my..
Could I stay awake?
I'm too scared to close
My eyes shut
Into the dark
I'm sorry echoes
Crying all the way
Para, Paranoia Nightmare
You lie..
Like a rhythm
No human to speak
Out of the closet
I look for you
You exit..
Hazy in the eyes
Shouts left and right
Yes.. You went to sleep
Too late.. Goodnight
Oh why..
Wil you hold me?
You laughed so loudly
You couldn't stop
Into the dark
You're sorry echoes
Crying all the way
Para, Paranoia Nightmare
Can this be a dream?
Must this happen to me?
I should be free
Can you accept this?
Will you make a wish?
You won't be around to miss
Speak to me
Whisper to me
Don't hold back every word
Speak to you
Whisper to you
Don't hold back every word
Hush..
A little silence
Creepy into the song
Shush..
A little heavy breathing
Eerie into the song
I cross and panic
Oh my..
You lie and exit
Oh why..
Ease the pain
Into the dark
Dream away
We sleep into..
A Para, Paranoia Nightmare
For the ceiling to make a wide eye stare
(Heartbeat Pounding)
Nima
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Illusion
Reflections in the water
Fade and disappear
Illusions that mine eyes can see
But cannot touch nor hear.
And now I come to ask myself
Are you really real?
If I reach out to take your hand
Will it be your hand I feel?
You might be an illusion
My eyes might be decieving me
You could be someone that I made up
A wish, a dream, a fantasy.
Questions like these just make doubt stronger
Creating a kind of inner hunger
In quiet solitude I ponder
Leaving my mind to search and wander.
If life is so much like a dream
And things aren't always what they seem
Then let me walk this road with you
Until our wakening is due.
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God? War? Hate?
a lonely heart
a lonely song
a lonely tear now that peace gone
a tortured soul
behind fearful eyes
having to be all that you despise
a dying hope
a raging hate
that you must fight while leaders debate
that you must die for other men's quarrels
the tears of a dying warrior's sorrows -
لیل و نهار
پیش از من و تو لیل و نهاری بوده است
گردنده فلک نیز به کاری بوده است
زنهار قدم به خاک آهسته نهی
کاین مردمک چشم نگاری بوده است
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The Great Gig In The Sky
And I'm not frightened of dying, anytime will do. I dont mind. Why Should I be frightened of dying?
There is no reason for it, you're gotta go sometimes.
"I never said I was frightened of dying."
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