This song is just too special. The first time I heard this song I was in tears. It has this ability to make you calm, make you feel at ease.
The one and only Imagine by The John Lennon
Share this song, listen to this song, it is just love.
You know what… Just play it cool!
Let’s part ways with the respectful methods,
And talk in the rawest of forms.
Denounce hiding and set the records straight,
Being badass is setting your own norms.
Call what you see,
Be you, simply be free.
Bottomline: The world will always misread.
Don’t bother, let them and you just be.
Do what you please, as long as it doesn’t harm anyone else.
For being badass is even more cool without creating any mess.
Make your own rules, goals and set yourself a bar so high,
That even you realise you have no option but to try.
Stop reading this, go write your own lines now,
Let them see you succeed and wonder, “How?”.
You be the one whom you does or doesn’t’ allow,
Rule no. 1: You make the rules now.
20th June 2017, the day I wrote my first Post. 1012 days have passed and here we are. I cannot tell you how much have changed over these 1012 days.
On the suggestion of a friend, I opened my diary to the World and frankly, I haven’t looked back ever since. Thanks https://6stringsandanotebook.wordpress.com for making me do it.
What started as fun and on a casual note has become something so special, personal and important to me. The Poet and the Pen is not just my blog but it is my way of being what I am truly and deeply.
So, as I compose my 200th Poem, I just want to say a big Thank You to all my readers, followers, blogs whom I follow for letting me be a part of this amazing sphere, blogosphere.
“Read to know…know to read”
The Road ahead
Distance that we travel is always remembered,
But it is the number of steps which count.
Some towards and some away from our goals,
Nonetheless, a journey is thus found.
Therefore, it is futile to talk about time,
What matters is what you see.
In a single second you can live a lifetime,
If you step wisely and let things be.
Look around, there is a lot to be found,
Appreciate before they fade.
Every moment, movement and sound,
Will help you one day to find a shade.
Let your footprints guide the tomorrow,
The Road ahead will keep telling you how.
Smile in happiness and also in sorrow,
Even the mountains will one day bow.
Let yours be the journey of movement,
One who lived every moment.
Be patient and persistent,
The Road ahead is even more extravagant.
In the world of freedom and social media, I find it funny that people are facing more and more difficulty in expressing themselves. The constant fear of being judged and being looked down upon has made an entire generation a closed book.
Most common cause of depression is the absence of proper emotional outlet.
Something is not right, and I guess we all know what that something is. Let us encourage each other to speak our hearts out. Speak up, let your feelings to come out into the world and make sure you do the same for others.
I dealt with a problem similar to this some time back and it is daunting. A poet who plays with words looking for ways to express himself is both funny and sad at the same time.
I promise to be an ear for all those who need to speak for I know how important it is to speak up and get heard.
The Poet and the Pen is all ears and will be always there if someone needs an ear. But for now, let me tell you what I want everyone to hear. Come, I need to tell you something.
एक बात बताता हूँ
आओ तुम सबको एक बात बताता हूँ,
जो दिल में है उससे जुबान से सुनाता हूँ,
जीवन का मंत्र या कोई सीख नहीं,
बस अपने मन की बात कहना चाहता हूँ.
आसान नहीं है यह.
आसान नहीं है यह, मन की बात.
गलत का पता नहीं पर सही पे भी चोटिल होते है जज़्बात,
कब तक ध्यान रखु में?
क्यों न अपने मन की बात करू में?
किसीको बुरा न लगे तो एक बात कहना चाहता हूँ,
किसीको बुरा न लगे तो यह साफ करना चाहता हूँ,
यह मेरे दिल की बात है, इससे आपका कोई नाता नहीं,
सुन सको तो सुनने क्युकी में तुम्हे बुलाता नहीं.
कहने दो जिसे जो कहना है,
उसके मन की बात है.
नहीं होता तो क्यों सुन्ना है,
बात तो सिर्फ जज़्बात है.
आओ एक बात बताता हूँ,
बोलने की आज़ादी मांगता हूँ,
कौन क्या सोचेगा नहीं पता पर,
दर्द होता है जब अपनी बात कह नहीं पता हूँ.