از اولشم من بازنده بودم

همیشه پی بهانه باشید برای بهتر شدن.

هر اتفاقی افتاد خواه خوشایند خواه بدآیند دستاویزی حسابش کنید برای بهتر شدن.

?are we open for it

Shall we experience better days.

بی‌رنگ شدن غربت

سرماخوردم

بدن درد دارم

کمی سرفه دردناک

و آب ریزش

و به اندازه کافی سردرد و سرگیجه

حالم خوبه

حالم خیلی خوبه؛ باور کن

اومدم حس حال خوبمو به اشتراک بذارم

هر موقع مریض میشم یاد این شعر سهراب میفتم که میگه

«بد نگوییم به مهتاب اگر تب داریم،

دیده‌ام گاهی در تب، ماه می‌آید پایین،

می‌رسد دست به سقف ملکوت»

I like to add that fever softens my insides,

It makes my heart more than ever hearty.

I'm not getting sentimental or lugubrious but becoming true.

wind by you

When I listen to a wonderful music I feel like I wanna write!

Write on a piece of paper with pencil or sometimes put some words here.

Is there any relation?

Sure, I mean, there should be!

Both are rooted in the same place.

You hear something good it spurs you to do some similar thing.

I have been told a lie

Once I thought of this poem as one of the happiest

و همه می‌دانیم که ریه‌های لذت پر اکسیژن مرگ است

(And we all know that the lungs of pleasure are filled with death oxygen)

It took time to finally understand it

Joy is dying; when it is living when it is at its summit

Happiness is not a lie but living in happiness is a lie

When you are happy you know it you feel it it is easy, hmm?

But can you say what is happiness? So, how are you gonna get it, live in it?

افزایش ظرفیت یا چی؟

گر چه ناز دل‌بران دل تازه دارد

ناز هم بر دل من اندازه دارد

آیا؟

پرده برانداختی، کار به اتمام رفت

و نقطه سر خط.

و در حقیقت،

تازه سر خط اول.

چه بهتر

اگه تنها میشی

اگه احساس تنهایی می‌کنی

اگه راستی راستی تنهای تنها شدی

پس نترس و ناراحت نباش

تازه داری به خدا شبیه میشی

I don't think it'll be you

Who will be the winner?

...

The truth is you're out of hope

But I'm not.

And when my dream will come true

end it; or be ended

Do you know what "extreme" is?

It doesn't matter, just know it happens in the final scene.

You have been on a journey for a while,

we know that things tend to get harder as the course progresses;

in one hand you see  your energy debilitates and on the other hand you see the path gets narrower and the trail is fading...

as much as you get closer to the end even the rate at which things are getting harder will increase,

your heartbeat speeds up so as the rate does. like marching for a final battle.

the rate gets to its full potential in the latter moments when things put on a disguise to mislead you to the state of impossibility,

when it seems there is no vestige of hope,

when the universe oppresses you to the feeling of your end,

this is the time that they say extreme; it is adjacent to the end, 

it is the harbinger of the end actually.

Just one step is remaining.

Beware of the taking last step.

Tie a streak of hope around your finger as a remembrance of your alliance with infinity.

Whenever the universe tries to stop and oppress you just take a glance at your finger; you will overcome it.

This is not only my promise but also my firsthand experience.

once in a while

thank you

مساله دوام است.

وگرنه پایان شب سیه سپید است.