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Nobody exists on purpose Nobody belongs anywhere, Everybody's gonna die, So let's listen to music and read books, shall we?
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مجموعه اشعار کوتاهِ «پورهٔ پنیر مورد علاقهی من» بعنوان سومین مجموعه شعر رونین در کنار «شهریور» و «دریای ارغوانی» به قلم درآمد.
امیدوارم از این بوکلت، حس و معنا دریافت کنید و لذت ببرید.
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خیلی دوست دارم ذهنم رو به سمت میادین علم و دانش متمرکز کنم و بشینم درسام رو بخونم، ولی همچنان با قدرت فیلم میبینم. (با عذاب وجدان)
And there is nothing or no one that powerful
And the light that shines upon you says the same
When I wake up, I'm doing a somersault
For the ones who never dared to speak my name
O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors:
The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark
Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs
Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car.
He hears me not, but o’er the yawning deep
Rides heavy; his storms are unchain’d, sheathed
In ribbed steel; I dare not lift mine eyes;
For he hath rear’d his scepter o’er the world.
Lo! now the direful monster, whose skin clings
To his strong bones, strides o’er the groaning rocks:
He withers all in silence, and in his hand
Unclothes the earth, and freezes up frail life.
He takes his seat upon the cliffs, the mariner
Cries in vain. Poor little wretch! that deal’st
With storms; till heaven smiles, and the monster
Is driven yelling to his caves beneath Mount Hecla.
To winter, William BlakeHappy winter! ❄️⛄️
Oh, meet me where the sun shines bright,
Above our heads, a radiant light,
The dust of dawn, a mist that shimmers,
As you sing, "Am I a mystery?" a whispered tune that lingers.
Meet me as I'm lost in the sky,
A dreamer, with a book, a new story to unfold,
My dear friend, my confidant, my guide,
You show me the way, a path to explore and confide.
Bring yourself, and together we'll embark,
On a journey where our souls intertwine,
Where the sun's rays dance and play,
Guiding us towards a brilliant new skyline.
In the sky, we unite, our dreams taking flight,
As the dawn's light reveals a future so bright.
I love the freezing of my hands and face on these last autumn days, and when I got home, I realized my face was completely red. The beloved cold! (A beloved cold)
