Posted by themischord on November 17, 2006
Talaash thi jis saahil ki, nazar mein hai
Intezaar tha jis manzil ki, dagar mein hai
Leher hoon, saahil ko chooke guzarna hai
Musafir hoon, manzil ko paakar chalte jana hai
That was tough for me to write. I think I have a decent vocabulary in Hindi, but grammar drives me nuts! I can never figure out the genders for the nouns. With online Hindi dictionaries disappointing me with their interfaces, I finally had to resort to searching lyrics of hindi songs. Bollywood rocks miya!
An hour to pen a few lines of morning-brushing-teeth thoughts? Help!
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Posted by themischord on November 6, 2006
He turned away, hoping to come back
with more pennies, to buy him a lunch.
How I longed to say, “Stop brother! Let me get u some”
But dignity stopped me. Not mine, his.
Wretched life this, food, drink, shelter,
love, comfort and hope… got it all
But no dignity left for me.
Can’t relish another meal.
Rich lands of inequality
Narrow minds and greedy hearts
Children without a future.
No escape, but to live here.
Having to die just so, doesn’t keep me alive.
I pray and pray and pray
Hurt, tired and bleeding
For dignity, and a nightful of sleep.
I am told, strength is in faith,
and beauty in attempt.
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