#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)
BONDED WITH FAILURES !
Some one broke my heart
My life turned towards destruction
How close you are to my heart
Yet my life is void filled with pain
The road leading to you isn’t so easy
There is no proper destination
My life is bonded with failures
I’m trying hard to get myself released
But your memories always haunt
My love’s sunset is in the horizon
My murky vision can’t define the road ahead
None but you can show me the way
You know how I can escape your prison.
©®Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai@India.
LIVING IN THE PRESENT !
Filled with my oceanic love
Your eyes compel me to live ahead
I love living in the present only
Why should I dream of tomorrow
You are the heartbeat of my soul
You are the soul I do live for
You are the tropical scent in my breath
Your heart is as soft as a petal
Your love has enough threads
To stitch up a torn heart like mine
In my stormy state,you are the breeze.
©®Dr .Prasana Kumar Dalai
@India.
- SORROWS OF SEPARATION !
I have heard that people carry
The burden of sorrows of separation
Don’t know how I can survive
Each single day seems like a decade
If someone looks at you
My heart starts weeping and shattering
With so much pain I control my emotions
Can you fathom how I’m going through
How restless my heart is
I don’t know how much I love you
But my heart says I can’t live sans you.
©®Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai
@India.