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Haunted
Why do you haunt me in my dreams?
Is real life not enough?
I close my eyes and see your face,
and you're still acting tough.
But is it really just an act for you?
Do you not feel this sting?
I don't even have to question it,
about you I know everything.
And how could I possibly know it all?
Is this some terrible scheme?
I know what I know is true because,
I still see you in my dreams.
So will you keep on haunting me?
Do you not also sleep?
I wish that you would just let me go,
and all the secrets I keep.
- SMP 🧡
बराबर से बच कर गुज़र जाने वाले
ये नाले नहीं बे-असर जाने वाले
नहीं जानते कुछ कि जाना कहाँ है
चले जा रहे हैं मगर जाने वाले
मिरे दिल की बेताबियाँ भी लिए जा
दबे पाँव मुँह फेर कर जाने वाले
तिरे इक इशारे पे साकित खड़े हैं
नहीं कह के सब से गुज़र जाने वाले
मोहब्बत में हम तो जिए हैं जिएँगे
वो होंगे कोई और मर जाने वाले
— Jigar Moradabadi
तुम्हारे पावँ के नीचे कोई ज़मीन नहीं
कमाल ये है कि फिर भी तुम्हें यक़ीन नहीं
लहू-लुहान नज़ारों का ज़िक्र आया तो
शरीफ़ लोग उठे दूर जा के बैठ गए
नज़र-नवाज़ नज़ारा बदल न जाए कहीं
ज़रा सी बात है मुँह से निकल न जाए कहीं
ये सोच कर कि दरख़्तों में छाँव होती है
यहाँ बबूल के साए में आ के बैठ गए
वो आदमी नहीं है मुकम्मल बयान है
माथे पे उस के चोट का गहरा निशान है
— दुष्यंत कुमार
“I believe in the kind of love that doesn’t demand me to prove my worth and sit in anxiety … Something that allows me to me without question.”
— Joey Palermo
I know nothing of fate. but there’s a space inside my heart that isn’t right when we’re apart and when you’re in my arms I feel complete. when your face presses softly into me, I can feel my heartbeat saying this is where you are always meant to be. I close my eyes with a hope you’re one night closer to being here.
“You will never be able to hit a target that you cannot see.”
“It is only when you have mastered the art of loving yourself that you can truly love others. It’s only when you have opened your own heart that you can touch the hearts of others. When you feel centered and alive, you are in a much better position to be a better person.”
- The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari
“Happiness is a journey, not a destination.”
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rainwater
* next time it rains,
drink the rainwater as it falls from the clouds,
air pollution be damned.
swallow something organic, unaltered, unhandled as the reinwater
you’ve gotten used to;
breathe the moistened air conditioner-free, though not as cool,
it still can refresh your soul the way it did in days of old, remember?
today, we only look up when prompted - away from phones, laptops, tablets…
ignoring our tabula raza - freedom to look around, not only downward - as a duty;
let our thoughts fly, emotions arise, to guide us wherever they may
& the day-to-day, moment-to-moment freshness quenches
like rainwater during a summer storm, should you look up, smiling -
& catch it. * 8/22 - lebuc - rainwater
After the Session
Riff drifts down stairwells
of inner ear like an echo
persisting a bit longer
than possible
sidestepping familiar differences
and the jargogle of world’s cacophony.
Silver swift mackerel
slide with cappuccino
into the current of a dozen
conversations to swim
back through sounding nets
rhythmic weave
to when pulse-pull bass
yielded to surface
bursting sax flash.
Hold, if only for a moment,
what soon slips under
slap of yelling sirens and
a contest of car horns honking.
© Scott Thompson
Better are the nights
That feel like fog on your skin
Heavy with the breath
Of the sea and the shore
.
Quiet are the days
As the summer tucks her head
Between the folds of cumulonimbus
Slowly closing her eyes in passing
.
Lovely are the mornings
Stealing in later and later
Hoping no one notices the way
They turn the edges to frost
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