Wishes Night

The first Thursdays of Rajab in my country Iran is called “wishes night “.
Rajab is one of the God’s chosen months. He invites his people to apologize for their sins and ask God to forgive them.

And at the wishes night they ask their best wishes for themselves and who they like most......

Look every where in this world. What you can see?

Ever since the day Cain’s hand
Shed the blood of Abel on God’s land,
Ever since the day Joseph’s brother cast him in well
Humanity had died.
…and
Our age
Bespeak the Death of humanity….

We all love Rainbow and searching for it.
The Rainbow that God promises it after destruction
It is every one biggest wish to live in peace
Under the Rainbow’s reflections of light.
And in this holy night;
Let us gather and prayer for His coming…
Coming of the Son of Narciss
Who God promises to all his creatures

With a handful of flowers
I am waiting for him
I will be fresh as spring
On The day that He comes...

And now

what is your wish???

THE BIG QUESTION!!!

There is a question in my mind!
Who know the answer?
I do not know it...
And whatever I think the answer goes farther and farther…


This is something like misery in my mind's country land..

What do you think?
Can you answer me???

The problem is:

Which one is Better: Knowledge or Money!?

Ha…
Wait..
Why do you think like this???!

It is Not Growing Like a Tree

A Lily of A Day

It is Not Growing Like a Tree

It is not growing like a tree

In bulk, Doth make man better be;

Or standing long an oak, three hundred year,

To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere:

A lily of a day

Is fairer far in May

Although it fall and die that night;

It was the plant and flower of light.

In small proportion we just beauties see;

And in short measure, life may perfect be.

Ben Jonson

This poem remembers me a great person.
She is white as a lily, and green as a tree in her short life.
She grew up by the most complete person who is her father. But not in a bulk, in the flower land of God.

She is the daughter of our prophet Mohammad (peace be upon him)
She is a gift of God to him and the world. She had a short life of a lily but is great as a hugest tree.

Her name is Fatima Zahra. Fatima means absolute cleanness and Zahra means brilliant. She is the brightest female star in the blue sky of Islam.

In her small life she was a sample of complete woman and God remember her as a sample for all the women and mother in all ages.

When her great father died, some people who did not knew the light ignored her father’s advises about her values and stepped on her flower bed and injured the White Lily.

She was only 18 years old when they attacked her and broken her branches

She belongs to theheaven and backs to there…
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Years pass one after each other and now Muslims call her birthday’s day as the “Mother and Woman day” but yet people could not understand the whole values of her. The grave of her is hidden because of her enemies.

...And we are waiting for his son to show us that Unknown
Heaven and take a revenge of her murderer…….

By Zahra Langaroodi