Well it hurt
in the soul and even in the body
I became so small I could not even let myself sleep.
Thoughts can hit you sometimes in the shape of a ruthless voice
mumbling but shouting at you
every little thing was pointed at me
waves and waves of regret and
just sadness.
It was a though night
reckless, humanistic and pure.
After all, I would never change it to anything, to any other kind of night perhaps
I would always choose, how it was chosen.
Nothing feels better than love
nothing takes that much space and would feel so light
at the same time
No eyes are more fascinating
than those bright eyes
of the one you love
No voice sounds better, softer, deeper
nothing more melodic..
No joy hits as high
as the laughs you share with love
no better laugh than the one coming with those tears in the eye
I know nothing
that ever felt better than love…
Words
Written down
influence events
Writing can eventually
change the reality.
Passion does n’t know age
Passion does n’t know numbers
Passion is into the process, the way.
It is not about ‘Germans’
It is about how we all are in Germany.
about us being here.
I want to say fuck it
and fly away
and then keep doing this every day
It is always
about the story
not what happened
but how did it happen
I only count on me
since I remember, I have mainly only counted on me.
It is about your life story, you know!
I have barely felt like a kid.
I left the motherland
because home made me feel prisoned.
I needed freedom
but above and beyond that
I left because I wanted to expand
I wanted my eyes to see wider than a little spot
I wanted to see if I can still feel words, if I speak another language
I did not come all this way to be a representative,
neither I aspire to make people have a beautiful image of Iran.
I am here because I want to be much bigger than that.
to be over that.
درد زنانگي
از مركزم پخش مي شود
مي رسد به مغزم
به چشم هايم
و چيزهاي مهم برايم بي معني مي شود
مهربان نيستم
اما درد آدم ها را مي فهمم
راحتم
حتي از درد زنانگي هم شكايتي ندارم.
