250th post. Each Post (on The Poet and the Pen) is done with the sole purpose of spreading a message. Message of Care, Fun, Love, Laughter, Happiness and Emotions.
I grow each and every day through this blog and many of you out there who just like me are on a quest to make the world a better place, I want to say Thank You.
We blog not for likes, comments, shares or anything. We blog so that someone who reads this irrespective of his country, location, colour, language and situation gets to know that we are here, we are with you and if we can do it so can you.
Lots of Love.
For every tear that you dropped in silence,
For every goodbye that scathed your heart,
For every smile that you projected despite inner violence,
For every day you played your part,
For every friend you lost and let go,
For every enemy you won by letting go,
For every step you took for a better tomorrow,
For every brave moment you faced your inner sorrow,
For every harsh truth you accepted,
For proving that you cannot be defeated,
For not treating the world as you were treated,
For spreading the good message that your misery created,
Let me take you someplace nice. Somewhere you will not feel trapped, burdened or scared. Times are tough and therefore it is very much necessary that we keep ourselves upbeat and happy.
Around you is an empty canvas,
Waiting to reflect your mind.
Step on it and jump into a world,
Where only you know what to find.
Laws of Science and of Sense, do not apply,
For it is that World which is kind.
Your emotions and creativity are unbound,
Waiting for you to intertwine.
Here you are a painter, plains and hills are yours to Paint.
Here you are a writer, in every book, you will be the Saint.
Here you are a reader, stories are of your choice.
Here you are a dancer, and Music is your own Voice.
Here you are a traveller, destination is yours to make,
Here you are a creator, and everything is at stake.
Here you are anything that you wish to be,
Canvas is yours, you and all your dreams are free.
This Poem is a tutorial on “Why to write a Poem?”. In this Poem, I am going to let go of all that keeps me sane. It’s madness around this place people!!! Let me add some light hearted comedy and madness from my side as well.
Yes, I know that the world is going through a Tough time and I stand with you all. But, yes, BUT in this hour of worry, let me do what I can do… Take your mind off the sadness and concern for a moment and bring smile to your face (at least try to).
Anyway, just forget everything till you reach the last line and read it from a blank perspective.
Why to write a Poem?
Once I was walking through the Park,
Where I met, Mr. Jolly.
Mr. Jolly was happy because, in the Dark was Mr. Gloomy.
But then the Sun decided to shift,
And reveal the existence of latter.
My. Jolly’s smile took a drift upon seeing his terminator.
Both hated each other,
Each one ending other’s vacation.
Sons of the all mother, they were the balancers of every creation.
Ignorant of the novelty they refused to talk,
So I called a Poet to square things even.
In his own way he took them for a walk, rhyming helps to see what we believe in.
A Poem looks similar to all,
Yet is taken with different meanings,
Through rhymes we take your call, Poem strikes a balance between feelings.
Just smile at the end of the day, that’s all. It’s that simple.
यह कहानी उसकी है जो कभी हारा नहीं,
एक ऐसा शख्स जिसे कोई समझ पाया नहीं.
यह किस्सा है उसका जो आज भी है कही,
कौन है और कहा है वह बात जरूरी नहीं.
कठिनाइया उसने भी बोहत है उठाई,
पर फिर भी चेहरे से हसी उसने नहीं गवाई.
हर रात तारो के सामने हुई उसकी सुनवाई,
पर वह सिर्फ मुस्कुराया, यह बात न समझ आई.
ऐसा नहीं है की उससे ज़िन्दगी ने घसीटा नहीं,
चोट उससे भी लगी, आंसू उसके भी बहे.
पर फिर भी वह उस रस्ते वापिस गया,
क्युकी उसकी मंज़िल वही थी कही.
यह कहानी उसकी है जो कभी हारा नहीं,
चाहे जो भी हो दिन के आखिर में वह मुस्कुराया कही.
क्युकी हार को उसने अपनाया ही नहीं,
उसने खुद को समझा क्युकी दुसरो को कोई समझ पाया नहीं.
I had the good fortune to meet someone today. Someone who really made my day. Hope you do well and stay happy. 🙂
From a humbled heart, I present to you this Poem.
जैसे हर रात के बाद एक सुबह आती है
जैसे हर बात कुछ जज़्बात जता जाती है
जैसे हार साँस एक नया एहसास लाती है
ठीक उसी तरह हम सबकी ज़िन्दगी में वह एक सुबह जरूर आती है
कौनसी एक सुबह?
जिस सुबह मैंने अपने आप से बात की,
जिस सुबह में हँसा और मुस्कुराया
जिस सुबह मैंने अपने आप से यह पूछा,
क्या मैंने खुद वह किया जो मैंने दुसरो को समझाया?
नहीं, मैंने नहीं किया.
कहना आसान है, करना मुश्किल
समझाना आसान है, समझना मुश्किल,
दिमाग समझदार है दिल नहीं,
गलती करना गलत नहीं.
जरुरत जरूर है पर जरुरी नहीं,
जो सोचा वह वैसा ही हो,
मनमानी जरूर की पर मन को समझाया नहीं,
संघर्ष मेरे अकेले का नहीं.
अब सुनो सुबह की वह एक बात.
ज़िन्दगी किसीकी भी आसान नही,
पर हममे यह समझ आता नहीं,
समझ नासमझ क इस खेल में,
या तोह में कहता हूँ या जता पाता नहीं.
Let’s not talk about the New Year for a minute. Yes, we did step into a new year and have got ourselves a new start but let’s really think about something important.
After we are done with a book or a lesson or any other experience, we summarize and write a mental note to ourselves. Similarly, I think it is nice to write a Note to Self before we move on to new experiences.
This is mine. I hope you write one to yourselves too!
Note to Self
A dark sky full of stars,
Found me wandering about.
Underneath the moonlight it revealed,
How our shadows silently shout.
Doubt, biggest quake in any sphere,
Shakes the very strongest of stones.
So to nullify, keep calm and stay clear,
Key lies in voices and in tones.
Fear, result of our own mind,
Cripples the very ablest being.
So to nullify, challenge the wind,
Fear can be defeated with a little bit of cheating.
