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my love


my love

Love is a feeling that is so sweet

Don’t Ask Me for That Love Again

 

 

That which then was ours, my love

don't ask me for that love again

The world then was gold, burnished with light

and only because of you. That's what I had believed

How could one weep for sorrows other than yours

How could one have any sorrow but the one you gave

So what were these protests, these rumors of injustice

A glimpse of your face was evidence of springtime

The sky, wherever I looked, was nothing but your eyes

If You'd fall into my arms, Fate would be helpless

 

All this I'd thought, all this I'd believed.

But there were other sorrows, comforts other than love

The rich had cast their spell on history:

dark centuries had been embroidered on brocades and silks

Bitter threads began to unravel before me

as I went into alleys and in open markets

saw bodies plastered with ash, bathed in blood

I saw them sold and bought, again and again.

This too deserves attention. I can't help but look back

when I return from those alleys --what should one do

And you still are so ravishing --what should I do

There are other sorrows in this world

comforts other than love

Don't ask me, my love, for that love again

 

نوشته شده در Tue 8 Apr 2008ساعت 0:17 AM توسط mahsa| |

 

When Love Ends

 

 

When love ends
A new pain begins
An empty feeling
A broken spirit that needs healing
Emotions hard to control
A tattered heart, hard to console
Dreams so shattered
Unspoken thoughts left scattered
No answers to be found
Only to the pain you are bound

When love ends
Misery sets in
You're left to fight it alone
Into a battle of heart and mind, you are thrown
Trying to forget the one in your heart
While you slowly fall apart
Drifting away from a love you knew
Is so much easier to say than to do
Pain that leaves you feeling drained
A lonely feeling, hard to explain

 

نوشته شده در Fri 4 Apr 2008ساعت 11:25 PM توسط mahsa| |


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