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2nd poem written by me
#__READ FULL CAPTION *" मुझमे अब भी बाकी है "* Mana andhere ne mujhe Dara diya tha, hara diya tha ..
Par Roshni ki vo ek Kiran mujh me ab bhi baaki hai ;
Mana haar Maan Chuka tha, aane wali har uss musqilo se ,
Par unka Saamna karne ki himmat mujh me, ab bhi baaki hai ;
Mana andar tak toot Chuka tha ,
Par khud Ko firse sambhalne ka josh mujh me , ab bhi baaki hai ;
Mana apni manjil se ghabra kar chodd Chuka tha use ,
Par apni mehnat se use haasil karne ka jazba mujh me ,ab bhi baaki hai ;
Me thak Chuka tha duniya ke samne , khud Ko saabit karte - karte ,
Par unko muhh tod jawab dene ka iraada mujh me ,ab bhi baaki hai ;
Mujhme kuch kar dikhane ka , junoon ab bhi baaki hai ,
Kyonki Jeevan me छूने hai mujhe कई मुका़म ,
Aur unke liye Abhi Sangharsh karna baaki hai ; __*AVINASH*
today i talked with him.
he went up here, to the place where i think, something that he doesn't usually do.
his speed surprised me and, especially, his desire to be there.
i've told him how things really are going;
i've told him that your words were shit disguised as love,
and, actually, you don't know what that is.
normally, every time we see each other and I try to make him see that i'm right,
after you step on me again like if i was a cockroach,
he makes deaf ears and he goes back to do his job as if nothing had happened
(and the truth is that loving you is the best thing he can do).
but today has been different. today he went up here, where i think.
i talked with him. he looked at me serious and distant,
as if he was tired of listening but knowing that even repeated, he heard truths.
i explained him that i can't do it anymore and that this time,
with or without him i would do it, and if i needed it i'd fire him.
when i was silent he looked at me, and after a long silence,
he simply said: it's true, we have to forget.
how much damage you had done to me
so that my heart agrees with my mind.
Poem by @broken_poets_ (me)