I wonder, every once in a while,
If I made blunders, or my choices were right.
A thought, leads to another,
Dreams and memories, I’m lost altogether.
You HAVE options, when you make decision,
You follow the path directed, by your inner aggression.
True or false, right or wrong,
These are just words, if you want.
Live by example, it’s not easy,
But not impossible, ferociously.
My mind and heart, my prerogative,
To each one’s own, perspective.
Love is a language,
With emotions at every stage.
Dont waste it on someone,
Who doesn’t deserve it.
Beyond age sex and religion,
It reaches each and everyone.
Stop directing every thought,
Let love take its own path.
Play your part in the society,
But don’t let it fool you and pity.
Stop holding yourself back,
Be fearless and come out.
Take pride in yourself,
Lead the path for others to take.
Never regret, who you are,
Unique each one is, learn to adore.
Pink green and yellow, don’t define you,
Dont let their assumptions, consume you.
Bald or not, it’s your choice,
You are beautiful, with a beard and plaid.
Don’t halt, keep walking,
Prioritise decisions, not their vice.
Just like roses, we are different yet same,
Let’s make this world, tolerant again.
Porcelain skin, your sharp features,
Your skin tone, your cheek bones.
They are not everything, but a part of you,
Embrace it, cherish yourself too.
Reel characters, don’t define you,
Find your reality, as one must!
Dont be embarrassed, they don’t understand you,
Take care of yourself, it’s the least you should do.
Natural or artificial, use the products you need,
Stay safe and healthy, is my forever wish.
Sure to be pronoun-ced, as you are,
Mis-gendering, is a real task.
A subtle breeze, chill spreading through,
The weather is changing, monsoon was due.
From the hot soils, to the barren lands,
Clouds spread away, as much as they can.
Thunder and lightning, Summers are gone,
The land smiles, greenery around.
A cup of hot tea, munchies to accompany,
Leave everything and, speak with the scenery.
You may or may not ask, but the rain will respond,
To each its own, thoughts and beyond.
You might as well, sing along with the rain,
It’s a conversation to cherish, forget your pain.
Enjoy while you can, till it lasts,
Dont Brood over, monsoons from the past.
I don’t know this feeling, I am unfamiliar,
It feels incomplete, it feels unreal.
I have love and respect, a voice and space,
Yet I feel distant, pondering on my mistakes.
Right now in this moment, I am looking at myself,
From a third person’s perspective, my worth is my wealth.
Constant analysis, introspection they say,
Is taking a toll on me, almost everyday.
I am in the moment, yet so lost,
My constant struggle of, right and wrong.
A slight delay, a silly mistake,
I am living, my human element.
A sound, a gesture,
An expression and, an emotion.
Sometimes scream, sometimes yell,
Chaos and silence, balance it well.
You may, write it differently,
But you, say the same things.
Perceive it, the way it is intended,
If possible, don’t stumble midway.
Speak read and write, as you need to,
You feel it, just the way I do.
It’s a matter of, mind and heart,
Build your language, from the start.
You don’t know, what you gain,
How precious are, these 24 hours.
1 hour, 2 hour, three or four,
The clock resets, every 24 hours.
Balance your life, eat and rest,
You have enough time, in these 24 hours.
Start with, one task at a time,
Quality matters, make it worth the while.
You may stop but, time ain’t stopping,
Make it count while, you can achieve.
Time will tell you, when you should stop,
Reach nirvana, when time says, Now!
It’ll last you a lifetime, start young,
Make better decisions, 24 hours is all it takes.
शब्द आणि निशब्द,
माणूस म्हणून आपण नेहेमीच काढत राहतो अर्थ.
अर्था शिवय समजुक नाही,
आणि सगळं कळलं तर त्याला अर्थ नाही.
ह्या अर्थाच्या बुद्धिबळाच्या खेळाला.
सगळेच बळी पडतात.
म्हणायचं तरी काय ह्याला?
मानसिक कुचंबणा? का चोख विश्लेषण?
आणि आज निरर्थक वाटणारे प्रश्नांना,
वेगळाच सापडलाय अर्थ.
I fell in love, looking at you,
In a movie poster, releasing soon!
I saw you on, the big screen,
The very minute I knew, we had to meet.
I was 14, you were 25,
I was naive, living in my hive.
Very soon, I followed every word,
Written or spoken about you, by others.
Insecure I felt, don’t know why,
I tried everything, for feelings to pass by.
Soon I forgot, you existed in my mind,
I moved away from you, closeted behind.
Then the moment came, 20 years later,
I met you in person, amongst all clutter.
For you, I was just another fan,
But for me, my life had just began.