कविता - My Soul's Expression

I cannot thank you enough ! Getting up every morning, When a quarter million people don't, Fortunate to see this sun rising when many aren't sure, would they or won't Taking out a moment today to ask Him, Can I thank you enough ? Leaving home for an adventurous journey, Spending 12 hours of my day. To secure a living with so called "money", But, my return is not assured anyway Today, if I happen to return home, Can I thank you enough ? Eating without thinking, how will food digest This magnificent system, working at His behest. Unknowingly, day and night I keep eating, And with every morsel, fuel keeps converting, Today, if I haven't slept starving, Can I thank you enough? A billion neurons occupy my brain, Taking me to places which I want to restrain, But it would also place memories of lifetime Not realizing the power behind that sustain, Today, some thoughts erupted and I joined my hands, to thank you. But, can I really Thank you enough ! -shingala_the_stor...

Loving myself - yet again! I am falling in love with myself again and again A beautiful feeling that I cannot restrain Enough of bullying, now shutting ears to outside crap, I have risen above and find foolish now to complain Because, I am falling in love with myself again and again. Being conditioned to compare every moment, I was blatantly called "embarrassment" Whether it is a crumpled shirt or muddy shoes, It became persona's advertisement. Hello ! I am who I am,  not here anymore to entertain, This attitide makes me fall in love with myself again and again. I am messed up so what! Should it matter ? I cannot stop my mind, if it loves to chatter Allowing my thoughts to take a world tour, I still hold faith in its character Such a small size, why torture this brain Love this messy self, again and again. I smile at this moment and then crib instantly My dual personality at times drives me crazy Changing mood in split of seconds, And then riding this emotional roller coa...

Here is a tough guy in the making Well, he often doesn't react, Speak what is required exact, He went to a school called "life" where his 1st lesson was about "unlearning" Here is a tough guy in the making A lot accumulated not worth a penny Realized later, treasure wasn't outside any, Putting precious life moments at stake, When some moments were alarming, Indicated that tough guy was in the making. Having children when he was satisfied, His world changed, when thrown aside, By his very own what he termed "life" His perception of "family" is now changing, Here is the tough guy in the making. What's advice would you give him ? Be strong and don't get affected ? Be with this world but still don't be connected ? Does these opposites actually work,  This Metaphor of life gets me thinking, That somewhere, a tough guy is in the making.

 दो पल की ज़िन्दगी है  साहब, मुझे अपनी मस्ती में रहने दो मेरी किताब के पन्ने सीमित है  कुछ पर जिम्मेदारी का बोझ,  कुछ पर दर्द भरे किस्सों का अतीत है  उम्मीद से भरा अब अगला पन्ना खोलने दो  साहब, मुझे अपनी मस्ती में रहने दो दो वक़्त की रोटी और कितना तमाशा  छन सिक्को ने संबंधो को क्या खूब तराशा  सभी उल्जनो में पड़ना है, पर उलझना नहीं  बस सुबह की चाय हमे चैन से पीने दो साहब, मुझे मेरी मस्ती में रहने दो   घड़ी के कांटो से मेरी पुरानी दुश्मनी है  जब वक़्त को रोकना चाहे, तभी दौड़ती है  और कभी मिनिटो को घंटो खींचती है  समय के साथ, ये खट्टी, मीठी रोकझोक चलने दो  साहब, मुझे मेरी मस्ती में रहने दो दो पल की ज़िन्दगी है  साहब, मुझे अपनी मस्ती में रहने दो