I am not done!!
Disclaimer: it's not something you read everyday. It contains brutal reality,if you are sensitive than just stop reading.. It took me a long time to gather up my vision.. I am just trying to contribute something unique,I only write for that reason.. Sometimes I feel like maybe writing in my genes.. I keep my notebook on the back of my jeans and visualize every scenes.. My every post is a murder scene,maybe I should pour holy water on them to wash off my sins!! Now many of you heard,'a single piece of paper cant decide your life..' right?? Well maybe,but think to make sure you can give that paper,how many times your parents spent sleepless night?? How many times they killed their own dream themselves,so you can fight.. They are the atlas of your life, holding your earth.. Now you want to quit,ask yourself did your mother quit while giving your birth?? Some of you write,' money doesn't matter,it can't buy happiness etc' I am like wow!! Typing this big big lines from a smartphone that cost more than some people's monthly income,who is hypocrite now?? Ask the value of money to a person who can't think what his family will eat next day!! If you are thinking I am trash talking,well I have nothing left to say.. You may think you are taking nothing and leaving nothing when you die.. Think you maybe not here,but your genes will be present,is it true or lie?? Cant think good of others atleast do something good for your own blood line.. Cant do anything good atleast think something good,it will still be fine.. I have a vision,you can call me a visionary.. I am on a mission to give you some reason to live,call me a missionary.. I just want you to stand for yourself not for showing others what you can do.. Always remember everytime you quit something blaming others,they are not responsible, it was always you!! In the world,when everyone is playing the role of a victim of something..Ask yourself do you want to be whinner or winner?? If you truly love someone, will you try to do something to win her or throw acid on her face to ruin her?? See,it's always your choice what you will be,I am noone to say.. Do me a favour before going to sleep ask yourself did you give your best that day?? This poem is for those who got rejected while trying to be accepted by others.. Dont ever try to just fit in ,be a natural all my friends,sisters and brothers.. One last line for those who think I just only write for fun.. There is no 'logic' behind if you are thinking I am retiring cause,'I am not done!!'
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La lune
Quand les rues de la ville sont plus sombres, Quand la moitié de la planète dort, Quand les étoiles de rêve tombent, La lune me brille, la lune d'or. Je peux la regarder la nuit Et j'écris mes poèmes bizarres, Peut-être je suis folle ou stupide, Mais la lune me donne de l'espoir. Elle est froide, comme l'hiver, Elle est pâle, comme malade, Je peux là regarder les rivières Et parfois je vois les cascades. Elle est mystérieuse, magnifique, Satellite sombre de notre planète, Séduisante, heady et magique, L'ami fidèle pour tous les poètes. La lune, pourquoi tu es triste? La lune, je ne vois pas ton sourire, Dis moi ce qui te rend attriste, Dis moi ce qui te fais souffrir! La lune, tu es loin de moi, Il y a des kilomètres entre nous, Je rêve de toi de matin à soir, Je rêve et j'écris sur l'amour. Et je danse dans ta lumière, Mes idées sont tristes et drôles, J'aime tes yeux tendres, lunaires, Ils me disent que je suis folle. Mais, ma lune, tu es mon rêve, Tu es mon inspiration, ma lune, Mon souffle, tu m'aimes, j'espère, Parce que tu es mon amour!
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