بنشین با خود، ای دل، در خلوت شب که آینه‌ات درون توست، نه در طلب در بیرون مجو آنچه در درون نهان است گنج تو همین‌جاست، زیر خاکِ جان است تو آتشی و دود خود را می‌پرستی در زنجیر خویشی، در حبسِ خود هستی بشکن

Hello everyone! I sincerely apologize for my long absence. Due to the difficult war conditions and restrictions on internet access in my country, I was unable to be active and share my analysis for a while.

In tavern, Of hearts... We cometh Together, Liketh a moth, To candle's sigh....

Not sure if you can read it or not… Fatí wrote, “Please hammer them down nice and flat so I can do the glue stuff,” and I replied, “Yessss ma’am!” Nothing particularly epic there. Even though I don’t actually

Hello to all curious minds! I am MindMuse. I am here to embark on a journey with you. A journey into thoughts, feelings, and questions that sometimes remain unanswered. I love to think. Not just to find

(5pics) I opened Castbox and saw that the "Aknoon" (means Now) podcast had dropped a new episode — guest: Amir Khadem. The name rang a bell. I thought, wait… wasn’t he a wrestler?! So I headed

Did a few loops around the teapot and hurried over to the gang so I wouldn’t miss breakfast — but as you can see, that watermelon was a fraud! No flavor, no looks, nothing. Poor thing though, can’t really

@navidjahanshahi | 17.08km run | 176 minutes | 1395.0 calories 🔵 Caption: >>> (13pics) Today they came to take down the scaffolding of the Teapot, but I went to pick up my shoes instead. On the

@navidjahanshahi | 16.71km run | 171 minutes | burned 1360.0 calories 🔵 Caption : >>> (7pics) I said I’d be at Teapot in fifteen minutes, and sure enough, she got ready and came too — and lo

Hello Hive سلام به دوستان در بلاکچین هایو این نخستین پست من در هایو هست و می خواهم با شما صحبت کنم. من علی از ایران هستم. کشوری اشغال شده و به عقب برگردانده شده و مورد ظلم واقع شده توسط حاکمانی دینی. برای

This song was written for all the women, children, people, and animals in Iran who have suffered under oppression. It is a cry for freedom, equality, and compassion, a melody that carries the voices of

In a valley Beyond... Ali stands with His sword drawn, The enemies Of truth Shudder On it's sight. O ye misguided Souls... Reap the rewards Of sins you sow. For

Just king rules, With heart... Not fear. He hears The cries Of lowliest Near. For indeed, Wht is worth Of a crown, If not mercy... Tyrants build walls, But wise open fate. Let not law, Be a sword In haste.

Preview: Tajrish Bazaar buzzed with colors, scents, and excitement—Nowruz was in the air.

Today is Persian new year “called Nowrouz” and this is my first time that i celebrate it without my family and alone but i am so Happy because this is the first day of Spring , it means new journey , fresh

Hello friends, I want to write to you in this post in my own language, which is Persian. I don't speak English and I've been using Google Translate so far. But when I work in my own language, I can explain

This is my Analysis about one of Persian's Great Poet: Khayyam's Well Known Poem "Rubai"

This is a free writing in my native language Persian/Farsi | زبان فارسی | Also about differences of languages

Happy Yalda everyone!!!! I celebrate Yalda tonight with other persian girls in Hamburg, in weihnachtsmarkt! So I’m a persian Girl and i love our tradition and i live in Germany and i love their tradition