یافتن پست: #god

♪♫♥بانوی درخشان آریایی♥♪♫
شبکه اجتماعی ایرانیان
♪♫♥بانوی درخشان آریایی♥♪♫
When God was creating you i think an angle had crossed infornt of his eyes
خدا آن هنگام که
نقشِ تو را می کشید،
به گمانم فرشته ای
از پیشِ چشمش رد شده بود..

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و 7 کاربر ديگر اين ارسال را پسنديده اند
احمد رضایی
شبکه اجتماعی ایرانیان
احمد رضایی

God tells angels
Today, I'm an artist
And, God creates colors
then, All colors exist.

waiting, in the endless row
'What if we can choose? '
Colorless creatures wish in silent
A grant, you can choose.

In roar of Angels cheer
A miniature leaf's shrilling in row.
'I pick up this one I'll name it green'
Too low, to hear in color show.

'This one makes me crazy'
Sea Points at blue and cheers.
'I resemble you, we both are innocent'
a small Rose whispers in red's ears.

In deafening angels cheer
Colored Peacock makes a parade.
'who dares to compete with me in glory,
Who makes such elegant decision, I made? '


creatures are called, one by one
Finally, I announce confidently
'the color of God'. Angels stop cheering
And, they gaze at me with jealousy!

دیدگاه |
و 1 کاربر ديگر اين ارسال را پسنديده اند
احمد رضایی
شبکه اجتماعی ایرانیان
احمد رضایی
God, I want you
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اين ارسال را پسنديده اند
احمد رضایی
شبکه اجتماعی ایرانیان
احمد رضایی

You love the Lord—you cannot see—
You write Him—every day—
A little note—when you awake—
And further in the Day.

An Ample Letter—How you miss—
And would delight to see—
But then His House—is but a Step—
And Mine's—in Heaven—You see.
Emily Dickinso

3 دیدگاه |
اين ارسال را پسنديده اند
احمد رضایی
شبکه اجتماعی ایرانیان
احمد رضایی

O marriage-bells, your clamor tells
Two weddings in one breath.
SHE marries whom her love compels:
-- And I wed Goodman Death!
My brain is blank, my tears are red;
Listen, O God: -- "I will," he said: --
And I would that I were dead.
Come groomsman Grief and bridesmaid Pain
Come and stand with a ghastly twain.
My Bridegroom Death is come o'er the meres
To wed a bride with bloody tears.
Ring, ring, O bells, full merrily:
Life-bells to her, death-bells to me:
O Death, I am true wife to thee!

دیدگاه |
اين ارسال را پسنديده اند
احمد رضایی
شبکه اجتماعی ایرانیان
احمد رضایی
I love you from God for you
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و 2 کاربر ديگر اين ارسال را پسنديده اند
احمد رضایی
شبکه اجتماعی ایرانیان
احمد رضایی

the greatest artist god...
God is the greatest artist
To whom no one can compare,
Streaking sunsets very beautiful,
Painting rainbows in the air.

Brushing green the hillside scene,
Blotting blue the sky above,
Splashing flowers 'cross the ground beneath,
Shading white clouds with His glove.

Of the wonders God has made
There is none that is so fair
As the smile He paints upon your face
When you realize He's there.

دیدگاه |
اين ارسال را پسنديده اند
احمد رضایی
شبکه اجتماعی ایرانیان
احمد رضایی

I'm Blest (Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love Love) - Poem by Udiah (witness to Yah) Of all of God's creation
I love you foremost
Tower of inspiration
And kindness utmost

Providing motivation
Giving me support
Helping ease frustration
With friendly comfort

I'm frozen by your beauty
Melted with your touch
In your arms I long to be
I love you so much

Even after many a year
The love of my life
You're the one I hold most dear
Blest you are my wife




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و 1 کاربر ديگر اين ارسال را پسنديده اند
♫ ♬ ♪✿❦ヅ     پگاه     ✿❦ヅ ♫ ♬ ♪
شبکه اجتماعی ایرانیان
♫ ♬ ♪✿❦ヅ پگاه ✿❦ヅ ♫ ♬ ♪

بچه های لاکچری در زمان ما از اینا داشتن....اما حالا چی...؟؟؟

24 دیدگاه |
و 6 کاربر ديگر اين ارسال را پسنديده اند
احمد رضایی
شبکه اجتماعی ایرانیان
احمد رضایی

a dream ...

I dreamed that I ws dead and crossed the heavens,--
Heavens after heavens with burning feet and swift,--
And cried: "O God, where art Thou?" I left one
On earth, whose burden I would pray Thee lift."

I was so dead I wondered at no thing,--
Not even that the angels slowly turned
Their faces, speechless, as I hurried by
(Beneath my feet the golden pavements burned);

Nor, at the first, that I could not find God,
Because the heavens stretched endlessly like space.
At last a terror siezed my very soul;
I seemed alone in all the crowded place.

Then, sudden, one compassionate cried out,
Though like the rest his face from me he turned,
As I were one no angel might regard
(Beneath my feet the golden pavements burned):

"No moew in heaven than earth will he find God
Who does not know his loving mercy swift
But waits the moment consummate and ripe,
Each burden, from each human soul to lift."

Though I was dead, I died again for shame;
Lonely, to flee from heaven again I turned;
The ranks of angels looked away from me
(Beneath my feet the golden pavements burned).

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و 2 کاربر ديگر اين ارسال را پسنديده اند
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