Every time your name crosses my lips, my heart warms. It’s like a drug that I can’t stop taking. You give me this warmth, this comfort, and this love-filled shield.
I’m confident that everyone in the era notices how my face glows. How wonderful serenity covers me like a warm blanket. The stories I chose to share are with the beat of my heart.
It’s like reading the best poetry anthology when someone describes you. It’s similar like viewing a painting and realising what each hue means. Being able to tell your tale is like reminding others what a home is supposed to be. You are the subject of my favourite tale.
A tale I can share now early in the mornings and late at night, without getting bored. And no matter how many words I use to describe you, I will always come up with new ones.
Sometimes, family can be so difficult. Although you deeply love them, you are aware that this love is unhealthy for you. Even while you are aware of their capacity to harm and destroy you, you still find yourself falling in love with them.
You will continually pick up the broken pieces in this dynamic that you share, where you are aware that your family isn’t ideal, and you won’t know what to do with them. Sometimes, family can be so difficult. Because you always struggle with wanting to be independent but then needing to rely on them out of habit.
And to achieve this, you’ll do all in your power move out, enrol in school, cease making calls, etc.
Limit your family gatherings, limit your phone calls, and even relocate if necessary to achieve your goal of independence. But for whatever reason, nothingness will come next. the enormous hole. You are plagued by the missing puzzle piece like a bad dream.
No matter how far you travel, you will still feel the need to check in on them and see how they are doing, as well as the anxiety of missing out on events and milestone celebrations.
Sometimes, family can be so difficult. You realise that you must stop looking for their approval because you are aware of the necessity to unlearn all the harmful tendencies you have carried with you.
However, each time anything positive occurs in your life, each time you achieve a goal,They are the first individuals you want to inform about a new achievement. Family can be really challenging because you rarely hear “Well done” or “I’m proud of you” most of the time.
You’re Mine & I’m Never Letting You Go,
Because You’re My Special And Favorite Person,
Don’t Ever Tell Me “You’re Bad For Me”
Or “I Deserve Someone Better”
Because No One Can Make Me
Happy As You Do,
I Promise I Won’t Lie To You,
I Won’t Ever Make You Sad,
I Know I Fight With You,
I May Have acted Worse
But I Can Never Stop Caring Or Loving You
Because You’re Always Mine.
I don’t want anyone else; I just want you.
I don’t care about others; I know I can never have someone like you in my life.
If I have ever made you sad,
Please accept my sincere apologies.
I promise that I will never make you angry;
I will irritate you; but I will never make you cry.
That’s how much I value you.
I adore you a lot.
I like you so much.
I need you as like as Earth need Sun.
I love you as like as Horse love to Run.
I make you happy as the way Rains make Kishan.
I can die for you as the way Soldiers do for their Jahan.
Because I love you as the way no another one can do.
I rejoice in myself.
I’m proud of the conflicts I had with myself and prevailed in.
I take pride in the numerous occasions that I fake a smile while internally struggling.
I am grateful for the several occasions that I took care of myself while suffering from nighttime heartache.
I am proud of the times I stood up for what I believed in despite having a trembling voice.
When I cut off relationships that I knew weren’t healthy for me despite my heart’s attempts to persuade me otherwise, I applaud my courage.
I’m proud of all the times I managed to keep my tears in check because those people didn’t deserve to see that side of me.
I rejoice in having learned how to love myself and doing so correctly today.
#FadyBouaz
Thank God
Birthday is the beginning of a new life journey
As it is the end of a previous life journey
Between the beginning and the end
Our lives that are memories of our actions after we are gone
Through them, the others will remember us as good or bad
On this day many years ago, the day I was born
I don’t know if I should be happy
Or I should be sad that another year of my life is gone and I am getting older and older
I’m on the edge of my grave
But despite the suffering and the very difficult circumstances I lived through
I have never changed, and I have never done anything wrong
People will never remember me badly
And my legacy that will remain after me
My poems in which I expressed my good principles and my dreams for a better future for humanity
Perhaps my poetry will inspire others to live in love, peace, no racism, happiness, justice and equality
So I will say on my birthday
Thank God for what I am
Praise be to God, whom gave me patience so that I would not be change to a bad person
Praise be to God, whom inspired me what I wrote to be a good inspiration for man
Thank God I didn’t do what would make me ashamed over time
Thank God for everything
@FadyBouaz
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Monday 19/7/2021
That was odd, I thought, since that was a thing. By the sea, this is something a fisherman might do.
We were landlocked, distant from the sea, and the cowlicked youngster was young and green.
I put it up to the light once he completed and thought, for someone so young, he appeared extremely elegant and practiced.
As a result, I asked him, What do you think now that it’s finished?
He murmured, I believe I am a phony and a dunderhead.
I laughed as I pondered, That describes both me and the rest of you.
I put it next to the others on the wall and asked him, “Do you like that?” Yes, just like that.
Can I put her there?
You can put whatever you’d like.
Like that?
Yes, like that.
Then down the beach he placed fishing poles dug into the sand and casted out to the sea.
A thing, I did not think the boy had ever seen.
Where did you see that, was it in a movie?
No, I saw it in a dream.
Please follow my instructions.
As you can see, it’s really similar.
“I told the kid with the three cowlicks,” I explained.
Is it anything you’re interested in?
Yes, it’s as simple as that.
The brown paint extended to meet the golden as he pushed his brush over the canvas.
I relate the sun to the soil, the tree, and the sky
Just like I do with words and wood.
Is it alright if I include a man?
You can surely do so.
Is it anything you’re interested in?
Yes, it’s as simple as that.
He transformed himself into a little fisherman.
It’s just the right size to go between my thumb and index finger.
However, not with a pole, as I had anticipated.
A huge net was stretched out into the shallows.
Should a dream be nothing more than a dream that we let die like a sick kid born today? Mothers weep openly cradled in a stranger’s arm, while a father mourns a treehouse with a thousand doors. Or should it fade away like candlelight beside my sleeping head, leaving no sound or suffocating a peaceful death, a peaceful bed?
Should a dream be nothing more than that? Something I cherished but let die in the summer heat, till its memory confronts me on my dying coast And I recall that dream, carefully tucked away in the recesses of my wild imagination, where life had chained and tethered me to a counterfeit design of a strict working man measured in nines and fives.
Should a dream be nothing more than that? Then hear this barbarous roar: To dream as I dream Is a dream worth dying for.
If you still know my name, call it.
Your shape and pace,
as well as the creaks in the floorboards,
Have helped me recognize you.
The taste of hairspray on my tongue
And the name the birds gave you are
The only things that identify you.
So, if you still remember, dial my number.
I’m aware that I’ve changed,
But I had no choice.
Life required that I adapt.
I saw myself pursuing the path of gratifying
Others at the expense of disappointing myself and ignoring my own heart.
I knew I’d wind up with too little joy
And too much regret if I didn’t pivot.
So that’s what I did.
I thought to myself, “What do I want?”
What I require.
What would bring me joy.
What would fill my heart with joy?
And the answers to these questions
Created a completely new version of myself.
Many people didn’t recognise it,
And it made them uneasy.
But that’s because I wasn’t serving them first anymore.
I no longer prioritised their demands over myself.
As a result, I let certain folks go.
I said goodbyes and continued on my way.
And somewhere along the way,
I began to recognise myself.
See me. Take my place.
So, yes, I’ve evolved.
Finally, I’ve transformed into my true self.
We’ve been best friends for a long time,
and I’m so glad and blessed to be able to name you my best friend.
You’ve always been there for me,
and you’ve never left my side.
You’re such a wonderful and beautiful person,
and anyone would be lucky to have you.
You’re like my other half,
and my life wouldn’t be complete without you as my best friend !
I can’t wait to watch you grow up and become successful ,
as well as see you marry !
I know this is getting a little long,
so I’ll stop here, but know that I’m very grateful to have
such a gorgeous and fantastic BFF as you!
Girl, I adore you to death!
Every day, I appreciate God for allowing you into my life!!
Mine
You’re Mine & I’m Not Ever Letting Go,
Because you’re my special and favorite person,
Don’t ever tell me “You’re bad for me” or “I deserve someone better”
Because no one can make me as happy as you do,
I promise , I won’t lie to you,
I promise I won’t ever make you sad,
I know we fight, I may have acted worse,
But I can never stop caring or loving you
because you mean a lot to me from the day we meet
You’ve made me laugh, you’ve made me smile!
I don’t want anybody else; I only want you,
I don’t care about others; I know I’ll never find someone like you in my life;
If I’ve ever made you unhappy, please accept my apologies;
I will never make you furious;
I will irritate you; it’s my birthright,
But I promise I will never make you cry.
I love you
I’m not sure where you’re fleeing to.
When I see you already;
I’ve known you since the beginning.
I’ve always known your heart
And I recognise it all in you.
You leave and then come back.
I give in, and we begin.
I’ll always want, miss, and love you.
If only you’d allow me in.
I can’t get out of it.
I simply keep picking you.
We go around in circles;
You’ve returned.
And I concede.
Why did my heart pick you?
Not hopeless, but careless
As a result, you continue to draw me into your horrible romance. Why did my heart pick you?
rather than give anyone else a chance?
You can’t be a man.
You jolted me awake.
without thinking about watering my tree
And how could it be otherwise?
That you would go to such lengths to pretend to adore me.
As long as there is a fairytale in it.
Reality will keep my memory alive.
There’s comfort in lying, and I don’t want to invalidate those magical times.
My loves are packed with poison, but they continue to grow.
And as I’m looking for alternative options, the waves start crashing instead of flowing.
Discredit my heart for all the work she’s done, Because it’s all been for naught.
And how could you give me so much anguish if you’re not the best?
It burns, the scar of your love etched from the outside in.
It must be a shame for you to have such a stronghold on me.
Why did my heart pick you?
Someone who will not return the favour.
You don’t want to grow too tied to a sacred love.
She remembered how, for him, her heart would almost leap out of her chest. She ultimately admitted that she would never listen to that work again. She’d never taste that sweet concoction of his that had once completely engulfed her.
She is no longer emotionally attached to the very thing that has stifled her blossoming.
It all makes sense now.
Children🙂
***********
When brothers quarrel,
Parents r divided.
The month which has 31 days:-
They live with 1 boy for 15 days,
They live with another boy,
for 15 days….
Another day passes away,
at the roadside, with fasting.
Today’s parents r separated….
Parents who grows up-
Their children,
by bearing the burden of debt.
For those children,
Parents become a Thorny fence.
Then children give them,
Throat punch.
Today’s parents become strangers.
They’ve enough money,
for watching movie & shopping.
bt no money to buy medicine –
for their parents.
Parents r the living god,
Who couldn’t live in the house.
Lots of pilgrimage have no value,
for those children.
Parents r Air, Water, Soil
& the sky:-
The basis for survive.
By serving them,
My dear brothers & sisters..
Do worthy ur life.
Parents 🙏🏻
…………………
Who has given birth in ten months & ten days, in the womb.
After whose sweet touches
The grief vanishes
in the blink of an eye.
The one who understands
the emotions of mind
before speaking.
She is the ocean of marcy,
She is the only one:-
The dearest person
in the whole world,
She is “MOTHER”.
…………………………..
From whom heart’s endless hope
& aspirations r beginning.
Whose blessings r
the only basis for living.
He is life, resources, strength,
& discipline of the family.
He is the protection,
He is the armor,
He is our living God,
He is “FATHER”.😘
PLUNGE OF WORK
Whatever you live or die
that doesn’t matter.
World hard ,
practice hard
without thinking the result.
If you are brave enough
You will be a perfect man.
But you take up
just a little bit and
a little evening else
make no progress.
It is of no use
If you don’t have
Tremendous perseverance,
Tremendous will power.
That sort of energy so that
You can achieve your goals.
Dr Suresh Chandra Sarangi
India
21st century
…………….
Welcome to u 21st century,
U made us modern.
Our phones r wireless,
& cooking fireless.
Our cars r keyless,
& food protein less.
Our youth jobless also,
Relationships r meaningless.
Our leaders shameless,
& feelings heartless.
Our education valueless,
& children mannerless.
Here money is everything,
& without money there is nothing.
Now everything has become less,
Bt still our hopes r endless.
In fact our times r speechless…….
Aim🙂
………
Among all the children in my college,
I may be the smallest.
Of all the voices in the whole world,
Mine may be the quietest.
Bt I can almost touch the stars,
I’ll stand on my own.
& achieve all the powers,
& may catch the moon.
& then my words,
Might change the whole world.
& that thou myst in me behold.✌️
A SHINY SKY
Having a clear sky,
It appears shining.
But in this apparantly clear sky
There are many things going on,
A great experience in the universe.
We ask many questions
to ourselves,
why do we want to progress
in the shining would ?
Why do we want to become
more clear , more learned,
More powerful ?
We need more money,
a bigger shelter with
a lot of facilities inside it.
That is why we all want more.
We all want to keep on
climbing the heaven with lader.
Don’t we ?
These are really illusion
superficial and deep attachment only.
Let’s think on its reality.
We have to see the truth
of these things spirituality
and inwardly .
These are so called progress,
Because internal shining is
better than outer sky.
Dr Suresh Chandra Sarangi
India
🤞Don’t believe👈🏻
…………………………..
Don’t believe,
everything u hear,
Don’t believe,
everything u see,
So don’t fear!
& just believe in ur own labour.
Bt always believe in faith &prayer,
B cos both r invisible,
Bt they make impossible things possible.
Don’t believe b cos,
distance never kills a relation,
Don’t believe b cos,
closeness never builds a relation.
Don’t believe b cos,
all that glitters is not gold,
Don’t believe b cos,
everything that shines is not precious.
Don’t believe a person,
Who appears good in outside!
B cos he may not be good inside.
So u should not judge anything or anyone
from outside.🤞
The parents belong to Guru Gurujan
You have to be careful
But whether or not that order is justified
Why not understand?
Obedient in ancient times
Parshuram, son of Yamadagni
He was killed by his brother and mother
At the behest of his father, he was cruel.
The son was not happy about this
Father’s life as a bridegroom
There were sages in that era
Under these miraculous qualities.
But this is exactly the style of governing the country that he has used in Russia
Have you ever seen someone?
If not here’s a new product just for you!
Don’t be silly.
If doubts arise in the mind
Understand before digging
Whether or not there will be a controversy
The burden of the mind will be removed knowingly.
We are getting the crores of happiness,
for your pain.
We are getting the crores of peace,
for your dedication.
You one within million. who never care for self-security.
You one within million,
who gives security without life-security.
Now Pulwama is not tells your memory ,
but it’s also write again the history of your breavness.
We salute your oath,
for our Motherland.
And we also salute your path,
only for our Motherland.
Absolutely, the ‘Oath’ and ‘Path’ both are critical.
But you erased the pain and always write your immortal work .
For your greatness my heart says with lots of loves”Joy Jawan”
🙏🙏🙏🇮🇳🙏🙏🙏
– Jharana Nayak
(Jajpur,Dharmasala)