I was looking for heroes
not knowing that there are no heroes...

We are still here but
no one ever outlasts...

All of me is there
reflected in the river...

It's us who border.
It is us who limit us...

_Why clarity reflect us perfectly?
_ Because we are picture perfect...

The golden farms are
collective consciousness of...

Recognize your own
beauty, by averring the...

A kiss hit me like a clout
and I instantly forgot my own whereabout...

they looked down upon him liketh dirt, in...
they never saw him, they saw themselves...

To A. Shamloo::
It was somewhere...

Looking into the paradox
of distance and destination...

Sometimes, escapes from you as fast as you are...
sometimes, dives in you...