Mahe man qose chera?!!! Asemanra bengar ke hanuz bade sadhashabo ruz mesle an ruze nokhostgarmo aftabio por mehr b mamikhandad! Ya zamini ra ke delashaz sardie shabhaye khazan nashekasto na gereft! Balke az atefelabriz shodo nafasi az sare omidkeshido dar aghaze bahar dashti azyase sepid zire pahaman rikht tabeguyad k hanuz pore amniatoehsase khodast. Mahe man qosechera?!!! To mara dario man harshabo ruz arezuyam hamekhoshbakhtie tost! Mahe man! Del bqam dadano az yá's sokhanhagoftan kare anhaei nist k khoda radarand... Mahe man! Ghamo anduhagar ham ruzi mesle baran barid yadele shisheeiat az labe panjareyeeshgh zamin khordo shekast banegahat b khoda chatre shadi vakon va begu ba dele khod k khodahast, khoda hast! Uo hamanist k dartar tarin lahzeye shab rahe nuranieomid neshanam midad... Uohamanist k har lahze delashmikhahad hameye zendegiamgharghe shadi bashad... Mahe man!Ghose agar hast, begu ta bashad!Ma'nie khoshbakhti, budane anduhast...! In hame qose o qam in hameshadio shur che bekhahio che na!Miveye yek baqand hame ra bahamo ba eshgh bechin... Vali az yadmabar poshte har kuhe bolandsabze zarist por az yade khoda vadaran baz kasi mikhanad ke khodahast, khoda hast chera qose? Chera?
ﻣﺎﺩﺭﺗﺎﺝ ﺍﺯ ﻓﺮﻕ ﻓﻠﮏ ﺑﺮﺩﺍﺷﺘﻦﺟﺎﻭﺩﺍﻥ ﺍﻥ ﺗﺎﺝ ﺑﺮ ﺳﺮ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻦﺩﺭ ﺑﻬﺸﺖ ﺍﺭﺯﻭ ﺭﻩ ﯾﺎﻓﺘﻦﻫﺮ ﻧﻔﺲ ﺷﻬﺪﯼ ﺑﻪ ﺳﺎﻏﺮ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻦﺭﻭﺯ ﺩﺭ ﺍﻧﻮﺍﻉ ﻧﻌﻤﺖ ﻫﺎ ﻭ ﻧﺎﺯﺷﺐ،ﺑﺘﯽ ﭼﻮﻥ ﻣﺎﻩ ﺩﺭ ﺑﺮ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻦﺻﺒﺢ ﺍﺯ ﺑﺎﻡ ﺟﻬﺎﻥ ﭼﻮﻥ ﺍﻓﺘﺎﺏﺭﻭﯼ ﮔﯿﺘﯽ ﺭﺍ ﻣﻨﻮﺭ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻦﺷﺎﻣﮕﻪ ﭼﻮﻥ ﻣﺎﻩ ﺭﻭﯾﺎ ﺍﻓﺮﯾﻦﻧﺎﺯ ﺑﺮ ﺍﻓﻼﮎ ﻭ ﺍﺧﺘﺮ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻦﭼﻮﻥ ﺻﺒﺎ ﺩﺭ ﻣﺰﺭﻉ ﺳﺒﺰ ﻣﻠﮏﺑﺎﻝ ﺩﺭﺑﺎﻝ ﮐﺒﻮﺗﺮ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻦﺣﺸﻤﺖ ﻭ ﺟﺎﻩ ﺳﻠﯿﻤﺎﻥ ﯾﺎﻓﺘﻦﺷﻮﮐﺖ ﻭ ﻓﺮ ﺳﮑﻨﺪﺭ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻦﺗﺎ ﺍﺑﺪ ﺩﺭ ﺍﻭﺝ ﻗﺪﺭﺕ ﺯﯾﺴﺘﻦﻣﻠﮏ ﻫﺴﺘﯽ ﺭﺍ ﻣﺴﺨﺮ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻦﺑﺮ ﺗﻮ ﺍﺭﺯﺍﻧﯽ ﮐﻪ ﻣﺎ ﺭﺍ ﺧﻮﺵ ﺗﺮ ﺍﺳﺖﻟﺬﺕ ﯾﮏ ﻟﺤﻈﻪ ﻣﺎﺩﺭ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻦﻓﺮﯾﺪﻭﻥ ﻣﺸﯿﺮﯼ
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ﺁﻣﺪ ﺭﻣﻀﺎﻥ ﻭ ﻋﯿﺪ ﺑﺎ ﻣﺎﺳﺖ /ﻗﻔﻞ ﺁﻣﺪ ﻭ ﺁﻥ ﮐﻠﯿﺪ ﺑﺎ ﻣﺎﺳﺖ ﺁﻣﺪﺭﻣﻀﺎﻥ ﺑﻪ ﺧﺪﻣﺖ ﺩﻝ / ﻭ ﺁﻥ ﮐﺲ ﮐﻪﺩﻝ ﺁﻓﺮﯾﺪ ﺑﺎ ﻣﺎﺳﺖ . . . ﻋﺎﺯﻡ ﯾﮏﺳﻔﺮﻡ ، ﺳﻔﺮﯼ ﺩﻭﺭ ﺑﻪ ﺟﺎﯾﯽ ﻧﺰﺩﯾﮏﺳﻔﺮﯼ ﺍﺯ ﺧﻮﺩ ﻣﻦ ﺗﺎ ﺑﻪ ﺧﻮﺩﻡ ،ﻣﺪﺗﯽ ﻫﺴﺖ ﻧﮕﺎﻫﻢ ﺑﻪ ﺗﻤﺎﺷﺎﯼﺧﺪﺍﺳﺖ ﻭ ﺍﻣﯿﺪﻡ ﺑﻪ ﺧﺪﺍﻭﻧﺪﯼ ﺍﻭﺳﺖﻓﺮﺍ ﺭﺳﯿﺪﻥ ﻣﺎﻩ ﺭﻣﻀﺎﻥ ، ﻣﺎﻩ ﺑﺎﺭﺵﺑﺎﺭﺍﻥ ﺭﺣﻤﺖ ﺍﻟﻬﯽ ﻣﺒﺎﺭﮎ************
*************ﺷﺐ ﻫﺎﯼ ﺩﺭﺍﺯ ﺑﯽ ﻋﺒﺎﺩﺕ ﭼﻪ ﮐﻨﻢﻃﺒﻌﻢ ﺑﻪ ﮔﻨﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﻩ ﻋﺎﺩﺕ ﭼﻪ ﮐﻨﻢﮔﻮﯾﻨﺪ ﮐﺮﯾﻢ ﺍﺳﺖ ﻭ ﮔﻨﻪ ﻣﯽ ﺑﺨﺸﺪﮔﯿﺮﻡ ﮐﻪ ﺑﺒﺨﺸﺪ ﺯ ﺧﺠﺎﻟﺖ ﭼﻪ ﮐﻨﻢ...************************************
رسید آن ماه مهمانی یزدان *ز دل دستی بریم تاکوی جانان*بگیریم هر سحر جام از سبویش*بخوانیم صد غزل اخلاص و عرفان
ﭼﺸﻢ ﯾﻌﻘﻮﺏ ﺑﻪ ﺩﯾﺪﺍﺭ ﺗﻮ ﺣﯿﺮﺍﻥ ﻣﺎﻧَﺪﯾﻮﺳﻒ ﺍﺯ ﺣﺴﻦ ﺗﻮ ﺍﻧﮕﺸﺖ ﺑﻪ ﺩﻧﺪﺍﻥ ﻣﺎﻧَﺪﭘﺮﺩﻩ ﺑﺮﺩﺍﺭ ﻛﻪ ﺍﺯ ﺷﺮﻡ ﺗﻤﺎﺷﺎﯼ ﺭﺧﺖﺗﺎ ﺻﻒ ﺣﺸﺮ ، ﻗﻤﺮ ﺳﺮ ﺑﻪ ﮔﺮﯾﺒﺎﻥ ﻣﺎﻧَﺪﺑﺮﺗﺮ ﻭ ﺑﻬﺘﺮ ﻭ ﺯﯾﺒﺎﺗﺮ ﻭ ﭘﺎﻛﯿﺰﻩ ﺗﺮﯼﻛﻪ ﺑﮕﻮﯾﻢ ﮔﻞ ﺭﻭﯼ ﺗﻮ ﺑﻪ ﺭﺿﻮﺍﻥ ﻣﺎﻧَﺪﻫﺮ ﻛﻪ ﺑﺮ ﺳﻠﺴﻠﻪ ﻋﺸﻖ ﺗﻮ ﺗﺴﻠﯿﻢ ﻧﺸﺪﮔﺮﺩﻧﺶ ﺑﺴﺘﻪ ﺑﻪ ﻗﻼﺩﻩ ﺷﯿﻄﺎﻥ ﻣﺎﻧَﺪﺍﯾﻦ ﻋﺠﺐ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ ﻛﻪ ﺗﺎ ﺣﺸﺮ ﺑﻪ ﯾﺎﺩ ﻟﺐ ﺗﻮﺧﻀﺮ ﺩﺭ ﺁﺏ ﺑﻘﺎ ﺑﺎﺷﺪ ﻭ ﻋﻄﺸﺎﻥ ﻣﺎﻧَﺪﮔﺮﭼﻪ ﺩﺭ ﺩﯾﺪﻩ ﻣﺎ ﺗﺎﺏ ﺗﻤﺎﺷﺎﯼ ﺗﻮ ﻧﯿﺴﺖﻣﻬﺮ ﺩﺭ ﺍﺑﺮ ﺭﻭﺍ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ ﻛﻪ ﭘﻨﻬﺎﻥ ﻣﺎﻧَﺪﻫﻤﻪ ﺷﺐ ﺑﺮ ﺳﺮ ﺁﻧﻢ ﻛﻪ ﺯ ﺭﺍﻩ ﺁﯾﯽ ﻭ ﻣﻦﺟﺎﻥ ﻧﺜﺎﺭ ﻗﺪﻣﺖ ﺳﺎﺯﻡ ﺍﮔﺮ ﺟﺎﻥ ﻣﺎﻧﺪَﯾﻮﺳﻒ ﻣﺼﺮ ﻭﻻ ﺑﯿﺸﺘﺮ ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻦ ﻣﮕﺬﺍﺭﭼﺸﻢ ﯾﻌﻘﻮﺏ ﺑﻪ ﺩﺭﻭﺍﺯﻩ ﻛﻨﻌﺎﻥ ﻣﺎﻧَﺪﭼﻨﺪ ﺑﺎﯾﺪ ﺯ ﻓﺮﺍﻕ ﺗﻮ ﺑﻪ ﺣﺒﺲ ﺩﻝ ﻣﺎﻧﺎﻟﻪ ﺑﯽ ﻛﺴﯽ ﻋﺘﺮﺕ ﻭ ﻗﺮﺁﻥ ﻣﺎﻧَﺪﺑﻪ ﭘﺮﯾﺸﺎﻧﯽ ﺑﻨﺪﻩ ﻧﮕﻬﯽ ﻛﻦ ﻣﮕﺬﺍﺭﺑﯿﺶ ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻦ ﻣﻠﺖ ﺍﺳﻼﻡ ﭘﺮﯾﺸﺎﻥ ﻣﺎﻧَﺪ....
Hamishe az faseleha gele mikonim,shayad yademan rafte ke dar mashgh haye koodaki baraye fahmidane kalamat kami fasele lazem bood...
: : : : . . . . . . . . : : . ﺍﯾﻦ ﻃﺮﻑ ﻣﺸﺘﯽﺻﺪﻑ ، ﺁﻧﺠﺎ ﮐﻤﯽ ﮔﻞ ﺭﯾﺨﺘﻪ / ﻣﻮﺝﻣﺎﻫﯽ ﻫﺎﯼ ﻋﺎﺷﻖ ﺭﺍ ﺑﻪ ﺳﺎﺣﻞ ﺭﯾﺨﺘﻪﺯﺍﻫﺪﯼ ﺑﺎ ﮐﻮﺯﻩ ﺍﯼ ﺧﺎﻟﯽ ﺯ ﺩﺭﯾﺎ ﺑﺎﺯﮔﺸﺖ /ﮔﻔﺖ ﺧﻮﻥ ﻋﺎﺷﻘﺎﻥ ﻣﻨﺰﻝ ﺑﻪ ﻣﻨﺰﻝ ﺭﯾﺨﺘﻪ
: : : : . . . . . . . . : : . ﺍﯾﻦ ﻃﺮﻑ ﻣﺸﺘﯽﺻﺪﻑ ، ﺁﻧﺠﺎ ﮐﻤﯽ ﮔﻞ ﺭﯾﺨﺘﻪ / ﻣﻮﺝﻣﺎﻫﯽ ﻫﺎﯼ ﻋﺎﺷﻖ ﺭﺍ ﺑﻪ ﺳﺎﺣﻞ ﺭﯾﺨﺘﻪﺯﺍﻫﺪﯼ ﺑﺎ ﮐﻮﺯﻩ ﺍﯼ ﺧﺎﻟﯽ ﺯ ﺩﺭﯾﺎ ﺑﺎﺯﮔﺸﺖ /ﮔﻔﺖ ﺧﻮﻥ ﻋﺎﺷﻘﺎﻥ ﻣﻨﺰﻝ ﺑﻪ ﻣﻨﺰﻝ ﺭﯾﺨﺘﻪ
ﻫﯿﭻ ﮐﺲ ﺍﺷﮑﯽ ﺑﺮﺍﯼ ﻣﺎ ﻧﺮﯾﺨﺖ ، ﻫﺮ ﮐﻪ ﺑﺎﻣﺎ ﺑﻮﺩ ﺍﺯ ﻣﺎ ﻣﯽ ﮔﺮﯾﺨﺖ ، ﭼﻨﺪ ﺭﻭﺯﯼ ﻫﺴﺖﺣﺎﻟﻢ ﺩﯾﺪﻧﯿﺴﺖ ، ﺣﺎﻝ ﻣﻦ ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻦ ﻭ ﺁﻥﭘﺮﺳﯿﺪﻧﯿﺴﺖ ، ﮔﺎﻩ ﺑﺮ ﺭﻭﯼ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﺯﻝ ﻣﯽ ﺯﻧﻢ ،ﮔﺎﻩ ﺑﺮ ﺣﺎﻓﻆ ﺗﻔﺎﺀﻝ ﻣﯽ ﺯﻧﻢ ، ﺣﺎﻓﻆ ﻓﺎﻟﻢ ﺭﺍﮔﺮﻓﺖ ، ﯾﮏ ﻏﺰﻝ ﺁﻣﺪ ﮐﻪ ﺣﺎﻟﻢ ﺭﺍ ﮔﺮﻓﺖ ، ﻣﺎ ﺯﯾﺎﺭﺍﻥ ﭼﺸﻢ ﯾﺎﺭﯼ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﯿﻢ ، ﺧﻮﺩ ﻏﻠﻂ ﺑﻮﺩﺁﻧﭽﻪ ﻣﯽ ﭘﻨﺪﺍﺷﺘﯿﻢ .-------------------------------------------
ﮔﻠﻌﺬﺍﺭﯼ ﺯﮔﻠﺴﺘﺎﻥ ﺟﻬﺎﻥ ﻣﺎ ﺭﺍﺑﺲ .. ﺯﯾﻦﭼﻤﻦ ﺳﺎﯾﻪ ﺁﻥ ﺳﺮﻭ ﺭﻭﺍﻥ ﻣﺎﺭﺍﺑﺲ.. ﻣﻦﻭﻫﻢ ﺻﺤﺒﺘﯽ ﺍﻫﻞ ﺭﯾﺎ ﺩﻭﺭﻡ ﺑﺎﺩ..ﺍﺯﮔﺮﺍﻧﺎﻥ ﺟﻬﺎﻥ ﺭﻃﻞ ﮔﺮﺍﻥ ﻣﺎﺭﺍﺑﺲ..ﻗﺼﺮﻓﺮﺩﻭﺱ ﺑﻪ ﭘﺎﺩﺍﺵ ﻋﻤﻞ ﻣﯿﺒﺨﺸﻨﺪ..ﻣﺎﮐﻪ ﺭﻧﺪﯾﻢ ﻭﮔﺪﺍ ﺩﯾﺮ ﻣﻐﺎﻥ ﻣﺎﺭﺍﺑﺲ ..ﺑﻨﺸﯿﻦ ﺑﺮﻟﺐ ﺟﻮﯼ ﻭﮔﺬﺭ ﻋﻤﺮﺑﺒﯿﻦ.. ﮐﺎﯾﻦﺍﺷﺎﺭﺕ ﺯﺟﻬﺎﻥ ﮔﺬﺭﺍﻥ ﻣﺎﺭﺍﺑﺲ.. ﻧﻘﺪﺑﺎﺯﺍﺭﺟﻬﺎﻥ ﺑﻨﮕﺮ ﻭ ﺁﺯﺍﺭ ﺟﻬﺎﻥ .. ﮔﺮﺷﻤﺎﺭﺍﻧﻪ ﺑﺲ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺳﻮﺩ ﻭﺯﯾﺎﻥ ﻣﺎﺭﺍﺑﺲ.. ﯾﺎﺭﺑﺎﻣﺎﺳﺖ ﭼﻪ ﺣﺎﺟﺖ ﮐﻪ ﺯﯾﺎﺩﺕ ﻃﻠﺒﯿﻢ..ﺩﻭﻟﺖ ﺻﺤﺒﺖ ﺁﻥ ﻣﻮﻧﺲ ﺟﺎﻥ ﻣﺎﺭﺍ ﺑﺲ..ﺍﺯ ﺩﺭ ﺧﻮﯾﺶ ﺧﺪﺍﺭﺍ ﺑﻪ ﺑﻬﺸﺘﻢ ﻣﻔﺮﺳﺖ..ﮐﻪ ﺳﺮﮐﻮﯼ ﺗﻮﺍﺯ ﮐﻮﻥ ﻭﻣﮑﺎﻥ ﻣﺎﺭﺍﺑﺲ ..ﺣﺎﻓﻆ ﺍﺯ ﻣﺸﺮﺏ ﻗﺴﻤﺖ ﮔﻠﻪ ﺑﯽﺍﻧﺼﺎﻓﯿﺴﺖ.. ﻃﺒﻊ ﭼﻮﺁﺏ ﻭ ﻏﺰﻟﻬﺎﯼ ﺭﻭﺍﻥﻣﺎﺭﺍﺑﺲ
ﺍﻯ ﻏﺼﻪ ﻣﺮﺍ ﺩﺍﺭ ﺯﺩﻯ ﺧﺴﺘﻪ ﻧﺒﺎﺷﻰ/ﺁﺗﺶ ﺑﻪ ﺷﺐ ﺗﺎﺭ ﺯﺩﻯ ﺧﺴﺘﻪ ﻧﺒﺎﺷﻰ/ ﺍﻯﻏﺼﻪ ﺩﻣﺖ ﮔﺮﻡ ﻛﻪ ﺩﺭ ﻟﺤﻈﻪ ﺷﺎﺩﻯ / ﺑﺎﺭﮒ ﺭﮒ ﻣﻦ ﺗﺎﺭ ﺯﺩﻯ ﺧﺴﺘﻪ ﻧﺒﺎﺷﻰ !