Dear Friends, almost last 10 days its raining heavily and continuously here. In spite of I am from Northern Iran,,and Used to see much rain but here simply its too much,,,,
missing my love,,,and all brought something out of my mind to write,,,,
"TRUE LOVE "
missing my love,,,and all brought something out of my mind to write,,,,
"TRUE LOVE "
Sitting, Sitting in front of the sea,
Oh, there is a boy,
looking at the waves,
May be, may be thinking of his babe,
every time the waves hit the shore,
Remembering her,
by each wave comes from far away,
Remembering each moment being with her,
Going with the waves,
without knowing,
Where the journey is taking him,
Sometimes it throws him away,
to a point which is called zero,
Sometimes it takes him,
to the highest point in the sky,
Ohhhh, Babe,
But wherever it takes him,
by looking at her eyes,
comes back to a point,
which is called,
“True love”
(Mohammad - 30/07/10)
(5:00 PM, Manipal)