Long passed thoughts

Though these miles of land and sea separate our bodies,
the bond that unifies our souls remain untouched by physical barriers.
When you are in pain, I sense it somehow.
Something in my soul alerts me to your trouble.
Does your soul feel when mine is in trouble? You abandoned me after I said that I love you.
You have become quiet after I said that I want you.
You once said that I was more than just my body to you.
That you would, if we weren’t separated, want to date me.
But I see now that you preyed on my childish pure feelings.
You took my faith in your sincerity and pushed it off of Dover.
I can’t help but believe that you have always lied to me.
You led me on as if you cared for me deeply
when all of this time you cared for yourself only.
I must accept that I am nothing to you.
I’m not even a real person to you.
I am a toy providing passing pleasure.
And like a real doll, sometimes I matter
but when you’ve a new toy you lose all interest.
You act like I don’t exist when I’m not in front of you.
In one breath you say that I should live my life despite you.
But in certain moments you say,
“I’m jealous when you date because that guy is not me.”
Though at this point I don’t believe you,
my heart still stubbornly wants to hold onto you.
So try as I do, no one else ever works.
Even when I should not have I still loved you the most.
You still mattered more than he who deserved it. I sacrificed myself and corrupted my senses
all so that you could be happy
even at my own expenses.


About FreeFlowingThoughts

All of the writing is original and some of the drawings are too. I do these as a form of stress relief and to share my work with others. मैं पल दो पल का शायर हूँ / पल दो पल मेरी कहानी है / पल दो पल मेरी हँसती है / पल दो पल मेरी जवानी है / मैं पल दो पल का शायर हूँ...मुझ से पहले कितने शायर आये और आकर चले गये / कुछ आहें भरकर लौट गये / कुछ नग़मे गाकर चले गये / वे भी एक पल का हिस्सा थे / मैं भी एक पल का हिस्सा हूँ / कल तुम से जुदा हो जाऊँगा तो आज तुम्हारा हिस्सा हूँ / मैं पल दो पल का शायर हूँ...कल और आयेंगे नग़मों की खिलती कलियाँ चुननेवाले / मुझ से बेहतर कहनेवाले / तुझ से बेहतर सुननेवाले / कल कोई मुझ को याद करे / क्यूँ कोई मुझ को याद करे? / मसरूफ़ ज़माना मेरे लिये क्यूँ वक्त अपना बरबाद करे? / मैं पल दो पल का शायर हूँ। (कभी कभी से १९७६) I am a poet for a moment or two/My story is for a moment or two/My laughter is for a moment or two/My youth is for a moment or two/I am a poet for a moment or two...Before me, many poets came and left/Some were burdened with sighs and returned from where they came/Some sang songs before leaving/They were part of a moment/I, too, am part of a moment/Tomorrow I may be separated from you/But today I am a part of you/I am a poet for a moment or two...Tomorrow more song will come like blooming flower buds to choose from/There may be better storytellers than me/There may be better listeners than you/Tomorrow someone may remember me/Why would anyone remember me?/Why would this busy world waste time for my sake?/I am (only) a poet for a moment or two. (From Kabhie Kabhie 1976) [Translation is not word-for-word.]
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