They asked me
Why I still thought of you
Why I let your memory haunt me
And I said it was because I loved you so much.
But when I was alone
Away from the crowd
Yes I loved you
But maybe it was more than that
Maybe it was deeper.
Maybe it was because you saved me from myself.
"I’m the misshapen brick in the transient wall"
"My poems don’t have a trust fund"
"My poems do not summer as a verb"
"My poems’ parents don’t supplement their rent"
"My poems resist the word pre-war when describing architecture"
"Aasman me sulagte ye aftab ka Rasm-O-Tulu Rasm-O-Gurub,
Hayat-E-Bewafa Hai apni kch is rivaaz ki humnava...
Kabhi jhoothi tabassum to kabhi Pashemani.. Chiraiya Bethi darakht ki daal pe gungati apni hi koi ghazal goya,
Dekh rahe hum jharokhe se niharte
Lekin koi na jane dil ke hujre me base andhyare .. Baag me khilte Guncha-E-Gul Wo mehekta Itra-E-Auraak,
Bazm-E-Zindagi ka haal bayaan na kar payenge hum,
Kya karoge is malumaat se?
Sohbat hai kaanto ki chalte gye hum aur qadm chalni hote gye..
Safarnama hai Dard-O-Zakhm Ka,
Na Humsafar Na Raqeeb koi.. Ye Afsana-E-Zindagi hai ki Tanhai Jung,
Dil ko patthar karna sikh liya humne,
Dash-E-Veerani se mohabbat karli hum ne...
- ~Zindagi Ka Safanama.. Translation:-
(My cruel life imitates this weird tradition of sunset and sunrise.
A moment of fake happiness and rest disgrace.The birds chirps on the branches of trees singing their poetries while i sat near the window hiding in the darkness of sorrows.The garden is adorned with blooming flower and its scent but if you ask abt my chaos i wont be able to narrate.its just an adorned path of thornes and my feet are blistering.This voyage of mine filled with sorrows and grief devoid of a companion.Life is a lone war I turned my heart into a stone devoid of emotions.Learnt to love my haunting solace)
Als wäre nichts
Als hättest du nichts gemacht
Als wärst du unschuldig
Und nicht beteiligt.
Bemerkst deinen Fehler nicht
Und rückst dich ins rechte Licht.
Ich habe gedacht
Es wäre vorbei
Doch du schaffst es immer wieder
Immer wider schaffst du es
Mich in deinen Bann zu ziehen
Und mich vergessen zu lassen
Was du getan hast
Als wärst du der Brave
Der immer richtig liegt
Nie was vergisst
Und der, der Recht hat
Du stellst dich besser da als du bist
Und manchmal Frage ich mich
Als wärst du dumm
Oder bist du echt so dumm? - - - -
Sorry falls dieses Gedicht nicht so gut ist (ist innerhalb von 3minuten Geschrieben)
Starts, with oneself.
It is, to know that,
I AM LOVE.
As so, I Honor, myself, completely.
Here, one is looking, at all, of Life,
Through, the Eyes of Love.
When, One is Love,
One, Accepts that Life,
Is, also, Love.
As, Love is Consciousness,
And, One itself, is this, Consciousness Flow of Life.
Not anything less, other, than this Vibration Of Love.
Here, One Accepts and Forgives easily,
Yet, One is not Attached nor Obsessed,
To any, outcome that Life, has already set for Ones Path.
As, Life does not, Discriminate.
Life, is also, Consciousness.
It Acts and Talks, within accordance, to the unfolding of Life,
As, Consciousness itself.
This, is an Awakened Being.
Knowing at all times,
It is All of Life,
As, Beyond this Life.
Because, the One who does not know it is Life, acts and talks as an Un-Awakened Being, this person is asleep.
With the believe, I am only a Person, but it totally forgot, that it is a Soul, which is Purely Love, as Expressing, a temporarily Life, as a Form as Person,
Yet, all through Consciousness,
Which, is the Highest Vibration,
Of, Love on Earth.
The One, who has discovered that, it is Love,
Knows, that Only Love,
Is, what, I Live for.
It does not allow, minor Bullshit to take, Ones Inner Peace.
It does not, open itself for Hate.
It does not, decide to destroy ones Joy, neither, the Joy of others.
It does not, live in a State of Separation,
The I am different, than you, state,
The Eyes of Duality,
Which, is, the Eye of Ego.
The Awakened Being,
Wishes, to be Love, and to give Love,
At, all causes.
As, this Love, is all that is, Real.
Is, Wicked Manipulation
Of, the Ego Mind🍃