Don’t spare your kind look

Come back and see the request of my dried tears

and look the death of all voices,

in silence of my voice

Come back and

plant the sapling of eagerness,

 Of love

 Of hope

in salt desert of my offended heart

Be a kind companion

to bear my knapsack of exhaustion

Know thou

The only thing I request,

in the alleys of hopelessness,

is your eyes

By: Mehdi Shahbazi

یک شعر زیبا از یک کودک آفریقایی

این شعر انگلیسی نامزد جایزه ادبی 2005 بوده که از سوی یک کودک افریقایی

ارائه شده است.

,When I born, I Black

When I grow up, I Black,

When I go in sun, I Black,

When I scared, I Black,

When I sick, I Black,

...And when I die, I still black

And you white fellow,

When you born, you Pink,

When you grow up, you White,

When you go in sun, you Red,

When you cold, you Blue

when you scared, you Yellow,

When you sick, you Green,

And when you die, you Gray...

And you call me colored!? 

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To you my love

In the morning

When the sun

Is just starting to light the day

I am awakened

And my first thoughts are of you

At night

I stare at the dark trees

Silhouetted against the quiet stars

I am entranced into a complete

Peacefulness

And my last thoughts are of you

I'm happy that you're my teacher;
I enjoy each lesson you teach.
As my role model you inspire me
To dream and to work and to reach.

With your kindness you get my attention;
Every day you are planting a seed
Of curiosity and motivation
To know and to grow and succeed.

You help me fulfill my potential;
I'm thankful for all that you've done.
I admire you each day, and I just want to say,
As a teacher, you're number one!

By Joanna Fuchs

happy teachers' day

اين روز را صميمانه به معلمان عزیز و بزرگوارم تبريك مي گويم..

اميدوارم هميشه پيروز و سربلند باشيد..

Happy New Year

a gift for you

Send this eCard !

I want to fly

like a bird in the sky

opening my wings wide

until I reach the place of God

I want to walk

on the silver cloth of the clouds

looking down from the sky

until I reach the place of God

I want to sing

like the sound of the wind

letting myself float in the sky

until I reach the place of God

I'm trying to forget

all the worries in my head

I'm blowing all them down

down from the sky to the ground

 I'm moving really fast

can't anyone see me past

wanna see the world beyond

I swear I'll reach that high

ديدن ترجمه شعر در وبلاگ آموزشي ، درسي و مهرورزي

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http://ashrafian.blogfa.com

To realize

The value of a sister
Ask someone
Who doesn't have one. 

 To realize
The value of ten years:
Ask a newly
Divorced couple. 

To realize
The value of one year:
Ask a student who
Has failed a final exam. 

To realize
The value of nine months:
Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born. 

To realize
The value of one month:
Ask a mother
who has given birth to
A premature baby. 

To realize
The value of one week:
Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.

  
To realize
The value of one hour:
Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.. 

To realize
The value of one minute:
Ask a person
Who has missed the train, bus or plane. 

To realize
The value of one-second:
Ask a person
Who has survived an accident...

   
To! realize
The value of one millisecond:
Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics 

To realize the value of a friend:
Lose one.

Time waits for no one.

Treasure every moment you have.
You will treasure it even more when
you can share it with someone special.
Live life to the fullest

منبع: www.kanganenglishgroup.blogfa.com

I like you because of
.... who you are to me
A true friend.
And if I don't get this
back I'll take the hint. 

Remember
"A good friend :will
come bail you

But a true friend will be sitting next to you
saying WE screwed !"up, but we had fun
 
Proud To Be !Your Friend
Make sure you read all the way down to
the last sentence,and don't skip ahead.  

I've learned

That life is like a The closer it gets
to the end, the faster it goes 

....I've learned

That we should be glad God doesn't
give us everything .we ask for 

 
....I've learned
That money doesn't buy class 

I've learned...that it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular.  

....I've learned

That under everyone's hard shell is someone
who wants to be appreciated and loved.

....I've learned

That the Lord didn't do it all in one day
What makes me think I can

....I've learned

That to ignore the facts does not change the facts

....I've learned That the less time ,I have to work
.the more things I get done
 

To all of you.... Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence
 

.It's National Friendship Week
  
.Show your friends how much you care
 
! Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND

Even if it means sending it back to the person who sent it to you
 

,If it comes back to you
then you'll know you
.have a circle of friends

HAPPY FRIENDSHIP
!!!!!!WEEK TO YOU

YOU ARE MY FRIEND
.AND I AM HONORED

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"I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father's protection." -- Sigmund Freud

"A man never stands as tall as when he kneels to help a child." --the Knights of Pythagoras

"A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty." -- Author Unknown

"Father! - to God himself we cannot give a holier name." -- William Wordsworth

      Fathers are Wonderful People

Fathers are wonderful people
Too little understood,
And we do not sing their praises
As often as we should...

For, somehow, Father seems to be
The man who pays the bills,
While Mother binds up little hurts
And nurses all our ills...

And Father struggles daily
To live up to "HIS IMAGE"
As protector and provider
And "hero or the scrimmage"...

And perhaps that is the reason
We sometimes get the notion,
That Fathers are not subject
To the thing we call emotion,

But if you look inside Dad's heart,
Where no one else can see
You'll find he's sentimental
And as "soft" as he can be...

But he's so busy every day
In the grueling race of life,
He leaves the sentimental stuff
To his partner and his wife...

But Fathers are just WONDERFUL
In a million different ways,
And they merit loving compliments
And accolade of praise,

For the only reason Dad aspires
To fortune and success
Is to make the family proud of him
And to bring them happiness...

And like OUR HEAVENLY FATHER,
He's a guardian and a guide,
Someone that we can count on
To be ALWAYS ON OUR SIDE

To be sincere I have a friend who is in her 50's I just was shocked to know she was so old

Guess Who

It's my

Why are you crying, a young boy asked his Mom

"Because I'm a woman," she told him

"I don't understand," he said

His Mom just hugged him and said,

"And you never will, but that's O.K."

Later the little boy asked his father,

"Why does Mom seem to cry for no reason"

"All women cry for no reason," was all his Dad could say

The little boy grew up and became a man,

still wondering why women cry

Finally he put in a call to God and when God got back to him, he asked "God, why do women cry so easily"

GOD answered

"When I made woman,

. decided she had to be special

I made her shoulders

strong enough to carry

the weight of the world, yet 

made her arms gentle enough to give comfort

Winter
Ball, ball, snowball, it snows

It is cold, it is winter

The boundless cold, makes our bodies tremble

When it snows

The trees become white

Playing in the lanes give us happiness and clearness

In winter, the heater is always turned on

We should wear warm cloths, it is the time to catch cold

زمستون
گلوله گلوله برف میاد
سردِ هوا زمستونه
سرمای بی حد هوا تن آدمو می لرزونه
برف که میاد از آسمون
سفید میشن درختچه ها
شادی داره، صفا داره بازی تو کوچه ها
وقتی زمستون می رسه، همش بخاری روشنه
باید پوشید لباس گرم که وقت سرما خوردنه

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ترجمه شعري از سهراب سپهري:

In this house I am close to the wet loneliness os grass

I hear the sound  of gardens  breathing

The sound of the darkness raining  from a leaf

The light clearing its throat  behind  the tree

the sneeze of water from every  crack  of a rock

The whisper  of the swallow  from  spring"s  rooftop.

من در این خانه به غمناکی  غمناک علف نزدیکم

من صدای نفس باغچه را می شنوم

و صدای ظلمت را -وقتی از برگی می ریزد

و صدای سرفه روشنی از پشت درخت

عطسه آب از هر رخنه سنگ

چکچک چلچله از سقف بهار

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