#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
ते तस्य कृते तत्र श्मशानस्य मध्ये विशालं मृदु च परितः वृक्षाणाम् अपेक्षया ऊर्ध्वतरं प्रतिमा निर्मितवन्तः।
अभिलेखितम् – “अस्माकं मित्रम्” अन्यत् च न किञ्चन ।
केषाञ्चन सः नगरं मत्तं आलस्यं मध्याह्नपर्यन्तं सिक्तं च आसीत् ।
एकः लम्बरिंग् बफूनः यः जीवने कदापि ऋजुरेखां न गतः।
तथापि सौम्यः दयालुः सः अस्मिन् श्रान्ते लघुनगरे प्रेम वर्षितवान्।
अधिकांशस्य कृते सः वीथिस्य मुख्यं वा स्थापनं वा आसीत् ।
कोणेषु बद्धः अस्मान् सर्वान् अभिवादयन् गच्छन्।
कदापि न उत्पीडयति, केवलं सर्वदा गुलाबी “नमस्कार”।
गोलगण्डानि चक्षुषी च नेत्राणि तस्य हस्ताक्षरं स्मितं – शान्तं टिप्पणी।
एकदा मया तं घोरं शीतं मसौदां प्रविशन् मधुशालाद्वारेषु डुलन्तं गानं श्रुतम् ।
वीथिस्थस्य पुरुषस्य मया न श्रुता वाणी – शक्तिशालिनी, स्तब्धा, दुःखी च ।
पुरुषाः सर्वे मौनम् उपविष्टाः रुदन्तः च आसन्।
सः कोणे हस्ते घड़ीं गृहीत्वा प्रतीक्षते स्म यत् षड्वादनस्य रेलयानं भ्रमति स्म ।
ततः सः कुम्भकारपर्वतम् आरुह्य जिनस्य पुटं गृहीत्वा रेलयानस्य उड्डयनं गृह्णाति स्म तथा वीटीवादनं करोति स्म ।
अवतीर्य आकांक्षागीतं गायन् एकः निर्भीकः पुरुषः – यः कदापि न गतः।
अन्तिमवारं मया तं दृष्टं सः काष्ठस्य एकः खण्डः आसीत् ।
कृशं च चीरेषु तरति। अद्यापि कोणे सङ्लग्नः महता प्रसन्नेन विस्मितः ।
अधुना चलन् मन्दतरं लम्बनं, भ्रमन् ।
तस्य च नेत्रैः अहं ज्ञातुं शक्नोमि स्म, सः दुःखितः आसीत्।
प्रातःकाले ते तं उद्यानपीठे पतितं दृष्टवन्तः ।
फलालैन कम्बल उपहार में आच्छादित ।
हस्ते एकं टिप्पणं कृत्वा, विदाई विदाई
। मया च कथितं यत् एतत् कथं पठितम्।
“बिदाय मम मित्राणि ।
कथं मया भवद्भ्यः सर्वेभ्यः आराधना कृता ।
सर्वेषु कालेषु भवन्तः मां गायितुं ददति स्म ।
सर्वे नमस्काराः विदाः च ।
अहं धन्यः अस्मि यत् कस्यचित् पिता, न कस्यचित् पुत्रः, न कस्यचित् प्रेमी इति प्रस्थानम् ।
अहं च अधुना एव समयं परीक्षितवान् ।
अतः।
ते तस्य कृते तत्र श्मशानस्य मध्ये विशालं मृदु च परितः वृक्षाणाम् अपेक्षया ऊर्ध्वतरं प्रतिमा निर्मितवन्तः।
“अस्माकं मित्रम्” इति अभिलेखितं न च अन्यत् किमपि।
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.
Remember to include the shadow as well.
That’s your opinion?
No, no, no, no, and no, no, no, no, no,
What are your options now?
Is your sun shining?
So, where has your shadow disappeared to?
Oh, that’s nice…
That’s correct.
His brush glides over the windows of a cabin on the hillside as he travels in meditation.
He draws a face behind the glass of that window.
Observing the fisherman as he threw his net.
A golden hour reflected in the golden waves.
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.
मेरे दिल ने तुम्हें क्यों चुना ?
लापरवाह नहीं निराशाजनक,
तो तुम मुझे अपने बैड रोमांस में फंसाते रहो।
मेरे दिल ने तुम्हें क्यों चुना ?
किसी और को मौका देने के बजाय ?
एक आदमी तुम नहीं हो सकते
तुमने मुझे जगाया मेरे पेड़ को पानी देने के इरादे के बिना ।
और यह कैसे हो सकता है?
कि तुम इस हद तक जाओ और मुझसे प्यार करने का नाटक करो।
वास्तविकता, मेरी याददाश्त को तब तक जीवित रखती है
जब तक इसमें कहानी है,
मैं इससे नहीं बचूंगा।
एक झूठ में सुकून होता है, वो जादुई पल, उसे खाली नहीं करना चाहते।
मेरा प्यार जहर से भरा हुआ है लेकिन किसी तरह बढ़ता रहता है।
और मैं दूसरे रास्ते तलाश रहा हूं लेकिन लहरें बहने के बजाय दुर्घटनाग्रस्त होने लगती हैं।
उसने जो काम किया है उसके लिए मेरे दिल को बदनाम करो क्योंकि उसका काम बेकार गया है।
और अगर तुम महान नहीं हो, तो तुम मुझे इतना दर्द कैसे दे सकते हो।
यह जलता है, आपके प्यार ने बाहर से एक निशान उकेरा है
जिस तरह से तुमने मुझ पर पकड़ बनाई है,
वह किसी तरह का पाप होना चाहिए।
मेरे दिल ने तुम्हें क्यों चुना
कोई है जो इसे वापस नहीं चुनेगा।
आप एक पवित्र प्रेम में डूबना चाहते हैं और बहुत अधिक जुड़ना नहीं चाहते हैं।
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.
उसने उस समय के बारे में सोचा जब उसका दिल उसके लिए उसके सीने से लगभग धड़क जाएगा। उसने आखिरकार इस तथ्य को स्वीकार कर लिया कि वह उस रचना को फिर कभी नहीं सुनेगी। उसने फिर कभी उसकी उस मीठी औषधि का स्वाद नहीं चखा होगा जिसने एक बार उसे पूरी तरह से पकड़ लिया था।
अब, हालांकि, वह अब भावनात्मक रूप से उसी चीज से बंधी नहीं है जिसने उसके फलदायी खिलने में देरी की।
यह सब अंत में समझ में आता है।
🌾🌾ଅକ୍ଷୟ ତୃତୀୟା 🌾🌾
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ନାହିଁ କ୍ଷୟ ବୋଲି ନାମ ତା ଅକ୍ଷୟ,
ତୃତୀୟା ତିଥିରେ ଏ ପର୍ବ ପଡେ l
ତେଣୁ ପରା ନାମ ଅକ୍ଷୟ ତୃତୀୟା,
ଭାତୃଭାବେ ପରା ସଭିଙ୍କୁ ଯୋଡ଼େ ll
🌾🌾💖🌾✨️🌾💖🌾🌾
Children🙂
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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.
କାନଦେଇ ଭାଇ ମନ ଦେଉଥିବ ,
ଯାନବାହାନ କୁ ଧୀରେ ଚଳାଇବ ।
ସେଥିରେ ଟିକିଏ କରିଲେ ତୁ ହେଳା ,
ବୁଡ଼ିଯିବ ତୋର ଜୀବନର ଭେଳା ।
Heaven 🥰
……………….
Once someone asked me,
What is heaven?
I told him to see me….
I’m in the heaven. 🥰
My mother makes me sleep,
By singing songs..
My father makes me sit on his lap,
& feed me with affection..
When father beats me,
at my mistake..🥺
My mother wipe away the tears,
from my eyes.. 🙂
If I’m sick then at night,
instead of sleep..
My mother sits besides me,
With my head bowing down..
& by telling stories,
my father makes me forget-
the bitter taste
& fees the medicine..
Yes, I’m in the heaven 🥰🥰
🥰ମୋ ଭାଷା 🙏🏻
……………………..
ଓଡ଼ିଆ ବୋଲି ଯେ ଲଜ୍ୟା କର ନାହିଁ,
ମାତୃଭାଷା ର ପରିଚୟ ଦେବାପାଇଁ l
ଏ ଯେ ଅଟେ ଆମର ଜାତି ର ପ୍ରତୀକ,
ଆତ୍ମ ସମ୍ମାନ ର ରଖିଅଛି ଟେକ l
ଆମରି ଗୌରବ ଆମରି ସମ୍ମାନ,
ଆମରି ଗରବ ଆମ ଅଭିମାନ l
ମାତୃଭାଷା ଆମ ଓଡ଼ିଆ ଭାଷା ଯେ,
ଦୂରେଇଦିଅନା ତାକୁ l
ଆରେ ମାଆ କୁ ଛାଡି ଜାତି କି ଉଧେଇବ,
ଆପଣେଇଲେ ସାବତ ମାଆ କୁ l
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”.😘
ନାରୀ
………
ନାରୀ ଯେ ନୁହଇ ପୁରୁଷର କାମନାର ଇନ୍ଦ୍ରଧନୁ,
ଅବା ଲୀଳା ସଙ୍ଗିନୀ l
ଧର୍ମ କାର୍ଯ୍ୟରେ ସହଯୋଗୀ,
ସେ ସହଧର୍ମିଣୀ l
ଗୃହର ସେ ଯେ ଅଟଇ ମଣି,
ସେ ଗୃହିଣୀ l
ସ୍ୱାମୀକୁ ପତନୁ କରେ ଉଦ୍ଧାର,
ସେ ହିଁ ପତ୍ନୀ l
ସେ ହିଁ ଅଟଇ ଶ୍ରଦ୍ଧା ର ଦର୍ପଣ,
ସେ ଭଗିନୀ l
ସେ ଅଟେ ସର୍ବ କଲ୍ୟାଣକାରୀ,
ସେ କଲ୍ୟାଣୀ l
ଜୀବନ ତପରେ ତାପସ୍ୟାରତା,
ସେ ତପସ୍ୱିନୀ l
ସେ ହିଁ ଅଟଇ ପୁର୍ଣ ସମର୍ପଣ,
ସେ ହିଁ ପତ୍ନୀ l
ଦୁର୍ଗା ସେ,
ଦୁର୍ଗତିନାଶିନୀ l
ଅହଂକାରା ସେ,
ଅହଂକାର ଦମନୀ l
………….
ସେ ମା, ତ୍ୟାଗର ଝରଣା l
ସେ ପ୍ରେମୀ, ପ୍ରେମର ଲଳନା l
ସାଥି ସେ, ସୁଖର ସମ୍ଭାବନା l
ଗୁରୁ ସେ, କର୍ତ୍ତବ୍ୟ ର ସାଧନା l
ଜ୍ଞାନ ଦାୟିନୀ ସେ, ସେ ହିଁ ଜ୍ଞାନା l
…………
ବିଜୟିଦାୟିନୀ, ସେ ହିଁ ଜୟା l
ମାଟି ଓ ଆକାଶ, ସେ ହିଁ ମାଆ l
ପରିବାରର ସେ ମସ୍ତକ, ସେ ଅଟେ ମହନୀୟା l
…………
ସେ ସତୀ, ସ୍ନେହର ସତ୍କାର l
ସେ ଭକ୍ତି, ଭାବନାର ଭଣ୍ଡାର l
ସେ ଯୁବତୀ, କରଇ ଶ୍ରୀଙ୍ଗାର l
ସେ ହିଁ ପ୍ରମୋଦା,
ଗୃହକୁ ପ୍ରମୋଦୁ କରେ ଉଦ୍ଧାର l
ଭାର୍ଯ୍ୟା ସେ, ସମ୍ଭାଳେ ଗୃହର ଭାର l
ବୋଉ ସେ, ଵିପଦୁ କରେ ଉଦ୍ଧାର l
ସେ ସ୍ତ୍ରୀ, ଗୃହର ସ୍ଥିତିକୁ ରଖଇ ସ୍ଥିର l
ସେ ସ୍ୱରୂପା, ସଂସାର କୁ କରେ ସୁନ୍ଦର l
ଦୁହିତା ସେ, ହିତ ସାଧଇ ଦୁଇ କୁଳର l
କାନ୍ତା ସେ, ସୌନ୍ଦର୍ଯ୍ୟ ଅଟେ ଗୃହର l
ସେ ଲଷ୍ମୀ, ସେ ହିଁ ଘରର କୁବେର l
…………
କନ୍ୟା ରୂପେ ସେ ଯେ, କୁଳକୁ କରଇ ଧନ୍ୟ l
ବୃଦ୍ଧ ମାତା ରୂପେ, ସେ ହିଁ ଦିଅଇ ଆୟୁ ଜ୍ଞାନ l
ସେ ନୁହେଁ ଅବଳା, ସେ ଯେ ମହାବଳା l
ସେ ହିଁ କୁମାରୀ, ସେ ହିଁ କୈଶୋରୀ l
ମହିୟସୀ ବାଳା, ସେ ହିଁ ମହିଳା l
ମୃତ୍ୟୁ
…………
ବୁଲୁଥିଲି ଦିନେ ମସାଣି ରାସ୍ତାରେ,
ଅସ୍ତ ହେଉଥିଲେ ରବି l
ଜଳୁଥିଲେ କେହି ଜୁଇର ନିଆଁରେ,
ଆହା କି ବିଚିତ୍ର ଛବି l
………………………………………
ଏଣେ କାନ୍ଦେ ସାହି, ପଡିଶା, କୁଟୁମ୍ବ,
ପିଲା ଛୁଆ କଇଁ କଇଁ l
କାନ୍ଦୁଥିଲେ ତେଣେ ପକ୍ଷୀକୁଳ ସତେ,
ବିରହ ବେଦନା ହୁଏନି ସହି l
……………………………………..
ଏଣେ ଦେଖୁଚି ମୁଁ ଜୀବନର ଅନ୍ତ,
ତେଣେ ଦିବସର ଅନ୍ତ l
ଯେଉଁଠାରେ ସବୁ ଆଶା ଆକାଂକ୍ଷା,
ସ୍ବପ୍ନ ହୋଇଯାଏ ଲୁପ୍ତ l
……………………………………
ଏହିପରି ବୁଲୁଥିବି ମୁଁ ସନ୍ଧ୍ୟାରେ, ଦିନେ ତାହା ହେବ ମୋ ଶେଷ ସନ୍ଧ୍ୟା
ନଥିବ ମୋ ପାଇଁ ଆକଟ କି ଅଳି,
ନଥିବେରେ କେହି ଦେବାକୁ ବାଧା l
…………………………………………….
ପଶ୍ଚିମ ଆକାଶେ ବୁଡ଼ୁଥିବା ସୂର୍ଯ୍ୟ,
ଆଖି ଆଡୁଆଳୁ ଲୁଚିଯାଏ l
ମୃତ୍ୟୁ ଆସିଲେ ସବୁଜିମା ସ୍ବପ୍ନ,
ଅଧା ରାସ୍ତାରେ ହିଁ ରହିଯାଏ l
…………………………………….
ସୂର୍ଯ୍ୟ ପରି ସ୍ମୃତି ହଜିଯାଏ ଏଠି,
ମଣିଷ ବି ମଢ଼ା ପାଲଟିଯାଏ l
ଆଶା ଅସୁମାରୀ ମରିଯାଏ ଏଠି,
କାଳ ନିରୁତ୍ତର ପାଲଟିଯାଏ l
……………………………………..
ଜୁଇ ଜଳିଗଲେ ପାଉଁଶ ମିଳେ ରେ,
ମିଳେନାହିଁ ଧନ, ମାନ, ସମ୍ମାନ l
ମୃତ୍ୟୁ ହିଁ ଜଗତେ ପରମ ସତ୍ୟ ରେ,
କାହିଁ କରୁ ତୁ ଏତେ ଅଭିମାନ l