Letter 19 Quotes

“I stretch my arms out —
Let the truth be told
These days, friends are modern day Pinocchios
Long nose, friend or foe
They're more fake than the wax statues standing still in Madame Tussaud.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“I am the sun
I am the sea
I am the one
By infinity

I am the spark
I am the light
I am the dark
And I am the night

I am Iran
I am Xerxes
I am Zal’s son
And I am a beast

I am God’s own
Emissary
Colour my heart
Red, white and green

I am Ferdowsi
I am Hafez
I am Saadi
Rolled all in one breath

Ibn Sina
Omar Khayyam
Look at me now
Bundled in one

I am the present
I am the past
I am the future
My presence will last

I am Ismail
My soul is unleashed
‘Till the day at least
The sun sets in the east”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Fear of death. Buried deep
Living inside of me

Reaper never knocks more than once
That thump is scaring me

Pulmonary veins
They're suddenly filled with ecstasy
Sing and dance in praise
I hope it's God that's sent for me”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Whats unreal is the love we have;
it's like staring at an empty hourglass, with no beginning and no end.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“This little pumpkin pie,
beauty she personify,
had my heart beat like the wings on a dragonfly I won't deny —
The girl was breathtaking!
Had me bob my head against a wall like I'm praying.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Who needs enemies With friends like these?
And you —
ask for shade and they'll place you under a cactus tree.
We're all on the same journey, future's looking bleak. It's a tragedy
when there's no more loyalty.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Boiling point. Voice it roars
Running down memory's corridor
Life's a game, it ends one day

And everything's fair in love and war”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“The pen, a feather plucked out of an angel's wings”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“I’ve got a sweet tooth and you are my remedy
I’ve got a game that’s sort of like a parody
You be the Marilyn and I’ll be the Kennedy
We can kiss till our minds reach ecstasy
Stay up until sunrise and make love recklessly”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“And out my cup,
life keeps pouring out, it never stops —
Like the autumn leaves;
breath by breath, they're falling off.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“We tangoed every night, while I was blinded by the scent of you, I’m Frankie Slade, shoot my head, you held me back.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“A glass of wine will set you free
Or so I thought
It only brought me misery
Sweet alcohol”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“i don’t care what you see, or what you say.
path of love’s a pipe dream anyway.
my daimon turns demon from today
now i want the glory and finer things.

sell my soul, the owner, the highest bid
reap the things you sow, i’m a change my ways.
now watch me transform to a higher place
your love’s a thorn, the roses now decay.

so i—
sign on the dotted line
Satan’s paper signed
Lucifer’s bonfire warming up my desire

i want the vanity —
i want the money, the women
this is the bourgeoise rhapsody”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Even angels sin. Just look at Satan.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“From the Holy Grail
my lips, they lust a little more. Smoky grapes, Cabernet,
I sense a tug of war”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Leave the grim, follow me.

And take my hand;
Let's make an eternal meme like a Murad Osman pic on Instagram.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“My current state of mind is detrimental to my temple.
The devil’s left me blind, leaving my soul, a little resentful.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Now I know why I have struggled with my drinking all these years ‘cause I see your face every time I pick a glass.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“We were so good, playing the blame game
Now we both lose, playing the love game.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Time melting like a Dali painting”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“One glance. Once stare.
Was all it took to take my lungs to long for air.
The moment I saw you, is the moment I found myself.
It was unreal; this love thrill,
My soul it manifest. I was obsessed.
Maybe that's where I went wrong, love possessed.
Forced to cross the Rubicon, no protest.
From your end ‘cause we shared the same sentiment
Love we earned, time we burned, look at what we've done.
Now we at the point of no return, no taking it back.
Our world like centre CERN, particles go round and back.
All we do is speak out of turn,
Argue, push buttons;
I guess that's the straw hun,
That broke the camel's back.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Kanye lied when he said diamonds are forever
When the heat is high, it’s the same as lead on paper

We gradually recreate the movie World War Z
Our worst disease becomes our best form of remedy

Moving sands, no firm ground, we live in fear
We join hands, bottle down, pop the Belvedere

Now the question is have we all punched our clocks? Social media, we fit in a damn box”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Kanye lied when he said diamonds are forever
When the heat is high, it’s the same as lead on paper

We gradually recreate the movie World War Z
Our worst disease becomes our best form of remedy

Moving sands, no firm ground, we live in fear
We join hands, bottle down, pop the Belvedere

Now the question is have we all punched our clocks?
Social media, we fit in a damn box”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“I hope at 50 I'll be dancing like Gianluca Vacchi
Party, whiskey, Bellini, Martini, Bloody Maries
Bad & Boujee, Tutti Fruity booty, type that really moves me
Kundalini rising, energy fill me completely

I hope at 50 I'll be writing books like JK Rowling
Pen and paper take me places, countries far and foreign
Find a cafe up in Edinburgh, write in Scotland
Let the stories in my head come out, bloom and blossom

I hope at 50
I'll be wealthy like Carlos Slim
Buying yachts and mansions and my mother shiny things
Encrusted diamond dial on a new Patek Philippe
Chill in Maldives but do charity in Ardabil

I hope at 50
I'll be funny like Stephen Colbert
Cracking witty jokes, making everyone laugh in tears
Laughter it goes round and round like a carousel
Chronic comic sonic sounds of haha everywhere

I hope at 50
I'll be stoic like Robert De Niro
Zeno school of thought put an end to my evil ego

I hope at 50
I'll be fit as The Rock, Dwayne Johnson
Hard rock abs to be paired with an even harder mindset

I hope at 50,
I'll be wise like Denzel Washington
Wisdom, knowledge and the faith of God under my skin

I hope at 50,
I'll find real love like George Clooney
Amal Alamuddin clone is the type that really moves me”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Deed of the virtuous, dead and buried
World under curfew, solitary
My love never peaked now my soul is weak
Leaving reality dimmed and blurry

Imagination wild, Johnny Lennon
Speaking up my mind, taste my venom
Blinded by the lies, eyes in lemon
Paradise I will find, Day of Judgement”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“You and me —
One soul, separated by birth in two bodies”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Right now You better split my soul up into two.

And let Your beautiful light percolate and shine through.
Cause in a few more years?
And it might be too late —
I’ll reimburse the ticket that gets me through the Pearly Gates.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“My insides,
They churnin' its burnin'
These spirits, they liftin' my spirit
I'm leavin' my body, uplifted
This liquid, a gift this, it's snake bit
It's poison, I know it
To hell with, just pour it, just pour it
Just pour it, just pour it Just pour it”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“The saint and sage diss'n'cuss and argue over us.
I swallow my pain, with this loaf of bread when I hear them fuss.
While they bicker and argue over their mental crossroad.
The truth is, life moves forward. Not in a circle”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“And now I wake up

Only to realise I’m still asleep.
I sing a nursery rhyme,

Pray the Lord my soul to keep.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19