tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78461272009-09-14T01:46:13.200+04:30maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.comBlogger240125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-70712386383900576142009-08-12T13:33:00.003+04:302009-08-14T14:58:35.518+04:30<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span style="font-size:130%;">بهترین جا برای گفتنش<br />پشت بوسه ای بی صدا<br />آنجا<br />درست زیر نرمه ی گوشت<br /><br />زمزمه کنم؟<br />..یا با صدای بم آهسته<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-7071238638390057614?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-62499192304343802592009-08-12T13:31:00.004+04:302009-08-12T13:37:18.622+04:30<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:130%;">باران<br />شب<br />دریا<br />بیدار ماندن بدون تو..<br />نه<br />ارزشش را ندارد<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-6249919230434380259?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-47787499008532671632009-03-13T12:34:00.001+03:302009-03-13T12:37:45.471+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">پروانه‌ای بود</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">توی شیشه‌ی عطرم</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">پر زد و نشست</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">روی بالش تو</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">روزی که مادرت </span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">هنوز گلدوزی می‌کرد</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-4778749900853267163?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-91052957478181911422009-02-08T19:32:00.002+03:302009-02-08T19:32:55.600+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">گلشید همیشه می‌خندید که من<br />عاشق روباه گوش‌مروارید شده بودم</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-9105295747818191142?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-89653653949354482352009-02-06T18:59:00.000+03:302009-02-06T19:00:20.785+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">دوستی دارم</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">با دست‌های مونالیزا</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-8965365394935448235?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-42453050291790596772009-01-24T21:23:00.001+03:302009-01-24T21:25:12.338+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">وحشتناک است بفهمی </span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">همین الان</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">خوشبختی</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-4245305029179059677?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-24368312089306478612009-01-13T22:59:00.001+03:302009-01-13T23:00:36.812+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">پسرها را با ماشین</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">وماشین‌ها را با پسر</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">دوست دارم</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-2436831208930647861?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-32670733212449653622008-12-30T23:33:00.002+03:302008-12-30T23:36:43.651+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">این‌قدر اذیتم نکن<br />باعث شده‌ای مدام</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">دلم شعر بخواهد</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-3267073321244965362?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-46470210172921903072008-12-01T16:03:00.000+03:302008-12-01T16:07:54.282+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">قرار دوباره با تو<br />مثل توی کیف گذاشتن کتابی است که قبلا تمام کرده‌ای<br />می‌شود صفحه‌ای را باز کرد و لذت برد اما<br />هیچ چیزش مثل قبل نخواهد بود<br />نه هیجانش<br />نه اشتیاق ادامه دادنش</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-4647021017292190307?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-85261289296641034072008-11-24T19:36:00.000+03:302008-11-24T19:43:06.576+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">به بعدش که فکر می‌کنم می‌بینم<br />با تو حسابی خیال‌باف شده‌ام</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-8526128929664103407?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-57097482924786901222008-11-16T17:35:00.002+03:302008-11-16T17:40:05.918+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">"بیچاره "من</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">وقتی "تو"یی در کار نیست</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-5709748292478690122?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-38469181332484559162008-11-07T12:03:00.000+03:302008-11-07T12:04:55.145+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">آرایشگرها چرا نمی فهمند<br />فرق 5 سانت را<br />با هرقدر دلت خواست</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-3846918133248455916?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-23798143601654098412008-11-07T12:01:00.000+03:302008-11-07T12:03:10.925+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">چه از خودراضی! خیال می‌کرد مرا می‌شناسد حال آنکه هیچ مردی در این دنیا نیست که مرا بشناسد. من خودم هم خودم را نمی‌شناسم. من به قول فرانسوی‌ها فقط با هوس‌های خودم آشنا هستم.ء</span></div><div align="right"> </div><div align="right">آنا کارنینا صفحه 960</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-2379814360165409841?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-3025610272256821412008-10-27T14:09:00.000+03:302008-10-27T14:10:09.339+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">خب معلوم است که سومی بهتر بود</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-302561027225682141?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-72884832653320553262008-10-24T00:41:00.000+03:302008-10-24T00:42:39.924+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">خوبی</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">به همان بدی</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">که دوست‌دخترت</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-7288483265332055326?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-81942738288496546292008-10-24T00:36:00.000+03:302008-10-24T00:38:16.309+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">خوبی</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">به اندازه‌ی</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;"> به اندازه‌‌ی بدی‌ی دوست‌دخترت</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="right">کدام بهتر است؟</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-8194273828849654629?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-40793819182465140442008-10-24T00:34:00.000+03:302008-10-24T00:35:48.784+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">خوبی</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">به بدی‌ی دوست‌دخترت</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-4079381918246514044?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-951205367164056812008-10-22T10:18:00.000+03:302008-10-22T10:21:25.362+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">برای سروش جان عزیزم</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">که بیاید و کیف </span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-95120536716405681?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-80150589317613548772008-10-17T00:47:00.002+03:302008-10-20T21:49:22.077+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">برای اولین بار<br />توی شهر<br />پشت ماشین</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;"> نشستم<br />برای اولین بار<br />با کامیون<br />تصادف کردم</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-8015058931761354877?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-41115317436008582852008-10-20T21:45:00.000+03:302008-10-20T21:46:37.248+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">می خواهم بمانم خانه</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">می خواهم فقط بنویسم</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">اما</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">اما جراتش را</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-4111531743600858285?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-64816400513089733052008-10-17T00:28:00.000+03:302008-10-17T00:34:45.379+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">واقعا کار سختی است</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">رانندگی</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-6481640051308973305?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-4944902614470921942008-10-08T21:12:00.000+03:302008-10-08T21:13:29.400+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><p align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">هفتصد به جای پانصد<br />آخرش هم یک خسته نباشید مفتی<br />توی کاسه‌ی راننده</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-494490261447092194?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-65420886616931669072008-10-04T19:32:00.000+03:302008-10-04T19:35:25.348+03:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">این که آدم بعضی وقت‌ها شعرش نمی‌آید<br />دلایل بسیار<br />می‌تواند داشت</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-6542088661693166907?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-19152613214172123732008-09-16T23:54:00.000+04:302008-09-16T23:56:44.772+04:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">یک نفر مرا نگه دارد</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">یک نفر مچ مرا </span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">که الکی الکی</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">زمین مسابقه‌ لیز و من</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">دارم برنده می‌شوم</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-1915261321417212373?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7846127.post-65519240386296448732008-09-03T13:30:00.001+04:302008-09-03T13:34:57.823+04:30<div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">می‌گوید « اسمش چی بود؟»ء<br />می‌گویم « چوب بالسا»ء<br />انگار بخواهد یک‌باره همه‌ی جواب‌های زندگی‌ش را بگیرد بلافاصله می‌پرسد « گفتی سمیرا کجا رفته؟»ء<br />خرسند از حس کاذب دانایی جواب می‌دهم «گراش»ء<br />عالمانه می‌خندیم.. مثل دانشمند و دایره‌المعارفش </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7846127-6551924038629644873?l=memostore.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>maryamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00431960540543423914maryam_may@yahoo.com1