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Life is meaningful, only when one wishes to make it. We are creatures of time and we’ll wither away in it. The little moments of joy we find and create are all that will live with us.

Archive for Roya

The land of water.

The land of water.



Racing Extinction

Greed and Lack of Responsibility

Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jgjQJdsySrM


Inside Irma


Looking for Your Face

Poetry by,
Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Rūmī

From the beginning of my life
I have been looking for your face
but today I have seen it

Today I have seen
the charm, the beauty,
the unfathomable grace
of the face that I was looking for

Today I have found you
and those who laughed
and scorned me yesterday
are sorry that they were not looking as I did

I am bewildered by the magnificence
of your beauty
and wish to see you
with a hundred eyes

My heart has burned with passion
and has searched forever
for this wondrous beauty
that I now behold

I am ashamed
to call this love human
and afraid of God
to call it divine

Your fragrant breath
like the morning breeze
has come to the stillness of the garden
You have breathed new life into me
I have become your sunshine
and also your shadow

My soul is screaming in ecstacy
Every fiber of my being
is in love with you

Your effulgence
has lit a fire in my heart
And you have made radiant
for me
the earth and sky

My arrow of love
has arrived at the target
I am in the house of mercy
and my heart
is a place of prayer

Forever dedicated to my Rooh Paree.
Mwaaaaaah Love You

Our Path


Our Path

We have a path, that follows in eternal light – a path of bliss, in heaven’s delight.

From a distant solitude that left me lone and gloomy – I sensed your presence, your embrace and your  fragrance looming – I followed and I followed and I followed through trecherous caverns, steep falls and valleys unknow that griped me in fears…

There came deamons to hold me down and angels fallen from their grace, there came people standing out of their living graves and yet your fragrance never deceived nor it ever faltered – When I would loose my step, your glance would not let me halter – Then came the times when I held you by your graceful locks of golden brown, black and streaked traces of silver – I glanced in your eyes and deep within your soul’s shelter – and just then, doors opened that seemed bolted upon eons or perhaps more – Apparent mountains that could never move…

Yet I was heartly invited and you graced my approach – We kept our faiths strong and so I treaded and walked a million miles in search of you my beloved.

Then one day, in the grace of HIS majesty, under the wings of faith – I finally praised you upon my sight’s embrace.
A bird called Parastoo they said rides the air through this meadow, this heavenly paradise.
They said angels gleam upon her regale her majesty and sweet sounds of Chopin, in splendor.

I asked one angel that looked upon this delightful sight – Can I be graced with her presence (i asked), her pardon, for I have waited and waited and waited so long…

Just then the angel leaned in my ear and whispered…
Sire… my lady awaits you – in utter impatience and delight – step on… she longs only for your sight.

I Love you my Life and Eternity
Happy Valentines

May GOD bless us even more.

Forever dedicated to: Roya Naser

Blue Bird

Smile blue bird
Your feathers are bright

Smile blue bird
Your chirp is real nice

Smile blue bird
The air is free for you to glide

Smile blue bird
You are the one for whom the sky opens wide, but only…

When you smile with delight 🙂

Dedicated to a blue bird I knew in my dreams, and now I know in real.
Written: Monday, 30 March 2009.

© 2009. Mir Moiz