❝My longing rises to my lips as a prayer, O God, may my life be like a candle's flame, may the world's darkness be dispelled by my breath, may my glow bring light to every place.❞
❝Better than the whole world is our Hindustan, we are its nightingales, this is our garden, if we are in foreign lands, our heart stays in the homeland, know us to be there too, wherever our heart is.❞
❝We shall see, certainly we too shall see, that promised day, which is written on eternity's tablet, when these towering mountains of tyranny and cruelty will blow away like tufts of cotton.❞
❝From the grapes of tender feelings I have brought today this wine, beloved, with my own hands I shall pour you the cup today, let me first offer it to you, then the world shall receive its blessing, before all others, my tavern of wine welcomes you first.❞
❝This leprous daybreak, this dawn mauled by night, this is not that dawn for which we had waited, this is not that dawn with the longing for which, friends had set out, believing we'd find it somewhere.❞
❝Beyond the stars there are yet more worlds, there are yet more trials of love to face, these skies are not empty of life, here there are hundreds more caravans still to come.❞
❝Some of my belongings still lie with you, some rain-soaked days of the monsoon are kept there, and a night wrapped inside one of my letters lies there too, extinguish that night, return to me my things.❞
❝Sometimes a thought crosses my mind, that had my life passed in the soft shade of your tresses, it might have flourished, might have bloomed green, rather than this darkness that is my life's destiny.❞
❝I offer myself for your streets, O homeland, where the custom now is that none may walk with head held high, and any lover who steps out to circle you must walk with eyes averted, guarding body and soul.❞
❝This world of palaces, of thrones, of crowns, this world of societies hostile to humankind, this world of customs hungry for wealth, what is it worth, even if this world were won.❞
❝That morning will surely come one day, when the veil of night slips from these dark centuries' head, when clouds of sorrow melt away, when the ocean of joy overflows, when the sky dances in rapture, when the earth sings its songs, that morning will surely come one day.❞
❝The city night, and I wander joyless and useless, roaming as a vagrant on the glittering wakeful streets, this is a stranger's town, how long shall I be driven door to door, O grief of my heart what shall I do, O madness of my heart what shall I do.❞
❝China and Arabia are ours, Hindustan is ours, we are Muslims, the whole world is our homeland, the trust of oneness of God lives in our hearts, it is not easy to erase our name and trace.❞
❝Yesterday can never be held in hand yet its memories won't release their hold I've learned now to let it go slowly but some memories still turn back and unfold❞
❝Forgiving is not weakness, it is strength, whoever holds grudges only grows weary, the one who forgives without condition, is the one who truly lives in peace❞
❝There will be sun on the road, still walk if you can, All are lost in the crowd, step out if you can, The sea itself asks what thirst really means, If you can change someone's season of thirst, walk on❞
❝Who am I, where did I come from, where must I go this question often rises in the silence of the night in this rushing world, while searching for identity the path to meeting myself sometimes slips out of sight❞
❝Meeting after years we barely recognized each other time had stamped its mark upon each face but the moment that old name was spoken, warmth awoke as if years of distance vanished without a trace❞
❝My heart, my traveler, the order has been issued once again, that you and I be exiled from our homeland, calling out in every lane, turning our path toward every town.❞
❝No one ever finds a complete world, somewhere the earth is missing, somewhere the sky, whoever you look at is lost within themselves, a tongue is given, but no one to speak the same tongue.❞
❝Dreams are not those that come in sleep, dreams are those that will not let you sleep, the ones that burn in the eyes like torches, and teach you how to fight the dark❞
❝These lanes, these auction houses of allure, these plundered caravans of living, where, oh where are the guardians of honor, those who take pride in India—where are they now.❞
❝Someone has come again, grieving heart? No, no one, it must be a passer-by, who will move on elsewhere, the night has waned, the dust of stars begins to scatter, the drowsy lamps begin to flicker in the halls.❞
❝Once a week I speak to mother on the phone we ask how things are, then silence settles in distances have grown between our cities but her voice still holds that same love within❞
❝I remember the fear of my first school day when mother's finger slipped away, I cried aloud crossing that same threshold today I realize how much I've grown, how proud❞
❝Why should I be the loser, forgetting my own gain, not think of tomorrow, lost in yesterday's grief, listen to the nightingale's laments all ears, fellow singer, am I some flower, that I should stay silent.❞
❝A nazm is not just an arrangement of words, it is a call rising from the depth of the heart, every word carries a hidden feeling, that, truly, is the address of poetry❞
❝Freedom is not merely a word, it is a right that lives in every breath, the one who keeps weaving dreams even in chains, is the truest human of them all❞
❝Even if it's spite, come just to hurt my heart, come again, come only to leave me apart, keep some illusion of my love's pride at least, come, just once, to console me from the start❞
❝A wandering soul searches for its roots city after city, country after country roamed finally it returns to that same earth from where its journey once had begun and homed❞
❝Thrones trembled, dynasties furrowed their brows, old India found new youth once again, everyone recognized the worth of lost freedom, she fought like a man, that queen of Jhansi.❞
❝The bustle of the village fair, the bangle stalls the thrill of touching the sky upon a swing big fairs happen in cities too these days but that childhood magic is a rarer thing❞
❝A lamp that burns only in palaces, carrying forward the happiness of a few, nurtured always in the shade of expediency, such an order, such a lightless dawn, I do not accept, I do not acknowledge.❞
❝In an old book I found my own handwriting written by me once in childhood days reading it now, I'm stunned at how much I've changed where is that innocent thought, gone its ways❞
❝Holding a finger in childhood I learned to walk today I must walk that very path alone looking back the road appears quite hazy but within that haze, the way back home is shown❞
❝In the name of today, and in the name of today's grief, today's grief that is displeased with life's blooming garden, the forest of yellowed leaves that is my homeland.❞
❝I always end up being late, when there is something important to say, when some promise must be kept, when I must call out to someone, I always end up being late.❞
❝Childhood friends scattered across the world some in the city, some lost abroad and far sometimes we meet in an old photograph and remember that childhood corner where we are❞
❝I often look at myself in the mirror this face doesn't feel quite familiar where did that boy go who laughed without reason this one before me seems like another❞
❝What grief is it if my slate and pen are taken away, for I have dipped my fingers in the blood of my heart, what if a seal is set upon my tongue, I have placed my tongue in every link of the chain.❞
❝Only a rooted tree can weather the storm one that loses its roots scatters in the breeze we too are like a tree in this world cut from our soil, we become someone else, ill at ease❞
❝The cold, dead ashes of centuries stir once more, dust dons a golden crown and struts about, the people? yes, you heard right, the people themselves are coming, vacate the throne, for the people are coming.❞
❝I remember the time that has now passed, the garden's springs, the chirping of us all, where now is that freedom of our own nests, to come as we pleased, to go as we pleased.❞
❝The life spent behind closed doors, even in silence, hope still remained, those who felt close despite the distance, those bonds proved the truest of all❞
❝Dust flies along with every gust of wind, no destination, no fixed place of its own, we too have wandered just like this, life is simply meant to be lived on❞
❝I still keep the key to our ancestral home but the lock no longer answers its call the house was sold, the key lies useless now yet without it my heart won't open at all❞
❝In the village the star-filled sky was clear in the city only lights shine, the sky lost from view how much we've gained in this race of progress but that simple peace has faded, growing few❞
❝To fall and rise again is an art, to lose and still fight on is a journey, whoever breaks and stands up once more, that, truly, is the name of courage❞
❝The school bag, that white uniform the daily complaint of waking up too soon now I wish I could bring those days back when every word we spoke was free of gloom❞
❝That fragrance still lives in the village soil, lost somewhere in the city's dazzle, the childhood that sat upon the field's edge, fell asleep at some unknown turning❞
❝The lanes have changed, even the names are gone where we once played, a mall now stands tall I ask a stranger the way to my own neighborhood the answer comes, "nothing's the same here at all"❞
❝The silence of mountains speaks something, every peak is a story of patience, those who know how to climb through hardship, for them every height becomes a triumph❞
❝A paper boat, the rainwater's flow, those childhood things are now just a story, the innocent laughter played in those lanes, remains now only a mark within memory❞
❝If forests are cut where will the birds go, if rivers dry up how will thirst be quenched, it is we who have marred nature's face, now it falls to us to mend it again❞
❝Children now can't properly speak their own tongue in English's glow the mother language has grown pale to talk with grandmother now needs translation what kind of progress cuts one's own roots and fails❞
❝Siblings scattered across different cities now only on festivals do we all gather as before on video calls we laugh and talk together but eating side by side is now a dream, nothing more❞
❝Today I call out to Waris Shah, speak from within your grave, and turn one more page of love's eternal book. Once, one daughter of Punjab wept, and you wrote an epic of her pain, today a million daughters weep, calling out to you, Waris Shah.❞
❝When the house glows in the light of lamps, even the estranged ones come close again, a festival is not just the name of sweets, it is the day that adorns our bonds anew❞
❝I am alone in this crowded city, every face a stranger, every road unknown, there is so much light upon these streets, yet a darkness reigns in the corner of my heart❞
❝Life's road brought many a turn, sometimes laughter, sometimes shadows of pain, but we kept walking, untired, unstopped, that, my friend, is the true meaning of the journey❞
❝When two strangers are bound by one thread, a new life begins to unfold, the vows taken in seven sacred rounds, hold within them a lifetime of devotion❞
❝Let colour fill the blossoms, let the spring breeze move, come now, so the garden's business may resume, the cage is sorrowful friends, speak to the morning wind, let, for God's sake, today the beloved's mention move❞
❝In time's flowing stream how much has changed innocence lost, understanding came instead what were simple matters in childhood now every word carries a knot, a thread❞
❝The old radio still sits on the shelf to whose tune mother worked each morning through now every song plays on a mobile screen but that warmth is lost, gone since who knows when it flew❞
❝The old house was sold, its name changed too the wall that once marked my growing height now wears new plaster, a different shade but my memories stayed there, out of sight❞
❝Conversations dissolve into a cup of tea, small sorrows are forgotten in a moment, travellers sitting at that station stall, let life's stories unfold just like that❞
❝The desire for self-sacrifice now lives in our hearts, let us see how much strength lies in the executioner's arm. Let the time come, we shall tell you, O sky, why should we reveal now what lies in our hearts.❞
❝I am a raincloud laden with sorrow's water! In every tremor, an eternal stillness dwells, in every cry, a wounded world laughs, burning like lamps in my eyes, a cascade dances upon my lashes!❞
❝My desire comes to my lips as a prayer, O God, let my life be like a candle's glow. Let the darkness of the world be banished by my breath, wherever I shine let there be light to show.❞
❝Do not ask of me, my love, that love I once had, I thought life glowed bright as long as you were near. With your grief, why does the world's sorrow matter, Your face is what keeps the spring of this world here.❞
❝No one makes that pickle grandmother once made the recipe was written, but the taste got lost somehow every time I try to recreate it that magic of her hands seems to have slept with her now❞
❝He waters the earth with drops of sweat, yet hunger alone falls to his share, the one who builds the city's shine day and night, his own hut is left standing in darkness❞
❝This grief has become a mountain, it must now melt away, from this Himalaya, some Ganga must flow out. Today this wall has begun to shake like a curtain, but the condition was that the foundation itself must shake.❞
❝In the city's crowd I search for my village in every face I look for a familiar glance everyone is here, yet all feel like strangers I only sense my native soil's fragrance❞
❝A yellowed letter found in an old trunk ink faded, yet the words still breathe on the hand that wrote it is no longer here but its language still carries life, not gone❞
❝Today walk in the bazaar with fettered feet — walk scattering your hands, walk drunk and dancing. Walk with dust on your head, with blood on your hem — the path is again looking for that heart of hearts — walk.❞
❝Should I speak what my heart holds or stay silent, what should I do in this night's loneliness? I keep thinking only about you endlessly — what should I engage myself in — this is my distress.❞
❝I settle a whole world inside my words, I even turn silence into a voice, the pain that cannot be spoken by the tongue, I arrange gently upon the page❞
❝Time is a river that keeps flowing on, it halts for no one, waits for no one, what has passed never comes back again, only the lamp of its memory keeps burning❞
❝Leaving one's own soil is never easy, but for a living, the journey had to be made, the heart still lives back there in the village, only the body had to build a home abroad❞
❝Grandfather's chair still sits in its place where he'd read the evening paper each day no one sits there now, it remains empty but in its silence, we still see him that way❞
❝Silence too has its own language, it says so much without saying a word, when conversation ends between two hearts, that very quiet becomes the deepest word❞
❝We shall witness it — it is certain that we too shall witness it. When the mountains of oppression and cruelty shall fly away like cotton in the breeze.❞
❝The sweetness found in one's mother tongue, is found in no other language, a mother's lullaby, a grandmother's tale, reach the heart only in one's own dialect❞
❝Do not fear the darkness, it will fade, the morning sun will rise again, the dreams that broke will shine once more, even these shadows of night will change❞
❝Thousands of friends live beyond the screen, yet none stand by us in our sorrow, in this world of likes and comments, true belonging seems to fade away somewhere❞
❝What after all has happened to those friends, even this city has been lost to them now. We were here first, they were here first — but now everything has simply gone to sleep somehow.❞
❝I've begun to forget my village dialect the city's tongue has layered over its sound when mother speaks those old words on the phone it feels like my roots are calling me back around❞
❝The old shop in the market has now closed down where grandfather once chatted with each customer, kind now a new shop has opened in its place but old customers still remember it, keep it in mind❞
❝Walk in the marketplace today, fettered and in chains, Tear-filled eyes and a troubled soul are not enough. Hiding love's blame is not enough — Walk in the marketplace today, fettered and in chains.❞
❝At night your lost memory came to my heart, Like spring quietly arriving in a wasteland. Like the morning breeze softly drifting through deserts, Like a sick man finding peace without reason.❞
❝Come, let us too raise our hands in prayer, we who do not remember the ritual of prayer, we who, except for the burning ache of love, remember no idol, no god at all.❞
❝She manages the home, and fights outside too, she stands firm on every front, the world may mistake her for weak, but she knows how to face every storm❞
❝Grandmother's old sari lies in the chest its color has faded, but the threads still hold whenever I touch it, I feel a certain warmth as if she's still here with us, in some form, untold❞
❝That village well, that peepal tree's shade afternoon chatter, that cool gentle breeze cities offer towers and malls in plenty but that peace has vanished, gone where I can't seize❞
❝My longing comes to my lips as prayer — O God, let my life be like a candle's flame. Let the world's darkness be removed by my breath — let every place be lit by my shining.❞
❝A broken swing still hangs in the courtyard it sways in the wind, but no one sits there now the hands that once pushed it laughing are far away now, not returning somehow❞
❝Someone calls me mad, someone calls me a fool, but only the cloud understands the restlessness of earth. How far am I from you, how far are you from me — does your heart understand it or does my heart give it berth?❞
❝On the towering peak of the snow-mountain, seated in the cool shade of a rock, a man with tear-filled eyes watched the flood of the great deluge. Below was water, above was ice, one was fluid, one was dense, only one element held sway - call it matter or call it consciousness.❞
❝Letters have now been replaced by messages but that waiting, that eagerness has gone astray the heart that leapt at the postman's call that joy now sleeps within the screen's bright ray❞
❝The fire of dreams that burns in the heart, never lets courage be extinguished, the one who keeps sharing light while burning, is the true lamp among humankind❞
❝That school bench, the scent of chalk the joy of recess shared with friends now after years when we meet again only words remain, that old warmth ends❞
❝There was magic in grandmother's stories, every night she wove a new world, fairies in the moon, tales in the stars, she adorned life with her every word❞
❝My longing rises to my lips as a prayer — May my life be like a candle's flame, O God. May my work be to support the poor — To love the suffering, the weak, and the broken.❞
❝Take away my fair complexion, give me the colour of the dark-skinned one. I will hide in the night itself — just give me the company of my beloved one.❞
❝Even in mother's scolding love was hidden back then I didn't understand, only felt fear now that no one is left to scold me I realize how precious she truly was, so dear❞
❝The sleep found only in mother's lap, returns to memory on every road I take, wherever I go in this crowded world, her blessing quietly walks beside me still❞
❝In childhood rain, paper boats would sail every drop held a hidden delight now when it rains only traffic comes to mind that innocent joy has vanished from sight❞
❝Don't speak of this and that — tell me why the caravan was plundered — I have no complaint with the robbers; it is your leadership that is in question.❞
❝Beyond the stars there are more worlds — there are still more trials of love ahead. You are an eagle — soaring is your work — before you there are more skies.❞
❝Even if this world is obtained, what of it? This world that we desire so greatly — What place does the poor have in the gathering of the rich? This world is cruel — so everyone says.❞
❝In this crowd of the city I am alone, Faces everywhere but none my own. I am part of life's race but still, The destination I call my own is unknown.❞
❝Without you I have no complaint with life — but without you life is not really life. If you were not there, then what? the heart asks — there is a scene but no spectacle here.❞
❝He burns in the sun, he soaks in the rain, turning soil into gold is his craft alone, it is his labour that fills every stomach, the farmer is the true wealth of this earth❞
❝Beyond the stars there are worlds yet more, More tests of love are yet in store. You are an eagle — soar to the heights above — Where you have come from, there are others too.❞
❝This earth, this water, these winds around us, this world, these bonds, these prayers we say. Never lose these things, my dear friend — these are life's truest calls along the way.❞
❝We will witness — it is certain that we will witness — those days hidden in the promise will come. When the mountains of oppression and tyranny — will fly away like cotton.❞
❝When every path seems to close before us, even then one ray of hope remains, whoever kept faith in the one above, found every hardship made easier, my friend❞
❝Grandma's tales, that land of fairies night deepening, eyes heavy with sleep we'd doze off leaving the story unfinished but dreams would complete it, ours to keep❞
❝The world shrinks into the pages of books — a whole human life compressed. Those things that could not be said elsewhere — they become words and arrive on paper.❞
❝Every year I return to my village once more some things change, some remain the same as before the trees still stand there before the door only through their branches my memories flow evermore❞
❝Life was slow in those village days every task carried a quiet contentment city's pace has everything rushing now but that peace feels left behind, an old lament❞
❝The one who guards the border through the nights, who gives up loved ones for his home's happiness, his sacrifice can never be repaid, just keep his words alive in your prayers❞
❝Those summer holidays at grandmother's home mango trees, raw fruits, and mischief we made now we've grown up, lost in our own worlds but those comforts still live in memory's shade❞
❝The scales of justice are tilted somewhere, the poor man's voice is stifled somewhere, whoever speaks the truth is branded guilty, what strange custom has society built❞
❝I still remember my village schoolmaster whose love scared us more than his stick ever could today I hold degrees from bigger schools but those values he taught came from elsewhere, understood❞
❝Before me there was that darkness in this land, before me there was this oppression in this land. I came, and a hope was kindled — come, let us together light this lamp here.❞
❝That morning shall surely come one day, after this night of such deep darkness. We shall keep walking on the roads, carrying every hope within our hearts.❞
❝What a beautiful cruelty time has inflicted — I remain no longer I, you no longer you. Yet those moments still come to mind — the ones we spent walking together.❞
❝The journey is still unfinished, where is the destination, But there is still passion in the steps. The paths are rocky, the night is deep, But the flame of hope still burns within.❞
❝In the old pages of a diary I find handwriting that no longer feels like mine so many dreams were kept within those leaves today life stands apart from that design❞
❝Everyone's blood is mixed into this soil, this country is not one man's father's alone, whoever sits on the throne today won't tomorrow, we're all tenants here, not owners of our own❞
❝Our eyes are drowned in the glow of screens, but the heart's corner grows a deeper dark, the moments we spend inside our phones, how far they've drifted from real life❞
❝Turning the pages of an old photo album every picture holds an age standing still black and white was that era, colorful is this one but innocence blooms in every frame, at will❞
❝In this city there are people and yet solitude — in this city there is light and yet darkness. Who knows what lies in whose heart — here every face wears a mask.❞
❝The mirror never lies, it only shows the truth every wrinkle carries a story time has spun the face that once glowed with playful mischief now wears a quiet grace where youth had begun❞
❝I am a poet of a moment or two, A moment or two is my story, A moment or two is my existence, A moment or two is my youth. Before me, how many poets came, Came and then went away, Some left with sighs on their lips, Some sang their songs and went on their way.❞
❝The river keeps flowing without tiring, carrying its stubbornness to reach the sea, let us too simply keep on walking, without worrying over any destination❞
❝When leaves fall from branches in autumn, it feels like something breaks away with them, but spring always comes back around, every season leaves behind a lesson❞
❝The threshold of that old house still returns to me, the sunlight scattered in the courtyard returns to me, the childhood lost somewhere in the crowd, every single one of its voices returns to me❞
❝Friendship is a bond not of blood, yet honoured more than life itself, the one who stands by through every hardship, is the one truly called a friend❞
❝Speak, for your lips are still free, Speak, your tongue is still your own, Your upright body is yours, Speak, for your life is still your own. Look at the blacksmith's forge aflame, Sharp are the flames, red glows the iron, The mouths of locks begin to open, Every chain spreads wide its skirt.❞
❝With every changing season a year slips away we never notice when childhood took its leave we thought that time would never come to a halt yet now it seems to vanish in the blink of an eve❞
❝Meeting you felt so wonderful to me, As if something lost had been found, so free. What bond is this between us two, I wonder, The account of this life has been settled yonder. Some moments, some words, some dreams there were, Meeting you, my emotions began to stir, My soul found peace, my heart found rest, Meeting you, my feelings came alive with zest.❞
❝The village's name has changed on the map but in the heart's map it remains just the same the roads are now paved over with tar yet that earthy scent still holds its old claim❞
❝Standing at the threshold of old age, I turn back and look at my life, so many dreams remained unfinished, yet I am grateful for every act of devotion❞
❝My desire rises to my lips as a prayer, O Lord, May my life be like a candle's flame, I implore. May the darkness of the world be dispelled by my light, May everywhere shine bright where I ignite.❞
❝What the world calls life is a magical toy, When possessed it is mere clay, when lost it is gold. Every person is troubled, every person alone, Even in a gathering, loneliness is felt and told.❞
❝I am afraid of myself, For within me lies an ocean, That hides within its waves, Many a sunken scene. Beneath silent waters, How many voices lie buried, How many wishes lie asleep, How many dreams are pressed into the earth.❞
❝When sleep doesn't come in the dark of night, Close your eyes and dream with all your might. In those dreams you are always there, Waking brings loneliness — the same despair.❞
❝Life is a beautiful journey so sweet, Who knows what tomorrow we shall meet. At every turn we encounter someone new, Some arrive while others bid adieu. But those who connect deeply with the heart, Are remembered even when they are apart.❞
❝Dogs receive milk and clothing, hungry children writhe in pain, Clinging to their mother's bones, they endure the winter's bitter bane. A young woman's dignity is sold, yet no one's hunger fades, Speaking of religion in this swamp, without wet eyes, one never aids.❞
❝I wanted something more from life, What I got was all I hadn't desired. Life gave everything it could, But that one moment never arrived. Perhaps this is what happiness means, Embrace with heart what you receive, Forget what never came your way, Immerse yourself in life's colors today.❞
❝We have fallen, but never broken, each wound has taught us something new. The storms have tried me again and again, yet like a lamp, I kept burning through.❞
❝Life is an unfinished book, whose pages time keeps writing. Some pages hold laughter, some hold tears, every page tells its own story. No one knows which page will be the last, so every moment deserves to be fully lived.❞
❝When the city's streets fall silent at night, there comes a chance to meet oneself anew. Walking alone beneath the streetlamps' glow, some unspoken questions finally get their due. The city never sleeps, but this hour feels true.❞
❝On the city walls someone has written love, I pass that way every single day. I read that declaration every time, The name I do not know or say. But the pain behind it — that pain, Is something I have always known.❞
❝We shall nurture the tablet and pen forever more, What passes through the heart, the pen shall explore. Against every injustice rises our voice clear, This pen is our power — our struggle is here.❞
❝What a mother's love truly means, Only those know it who have lost it it seems. The warmth in every winter cold, The support in every pain, brave and bold. That shelter of her love's gentle shade, Its worth is understood only when it fades.❞
❝Living in this city is not easy, A new test comes at every step. At every turn another pain arrives, Yet this city is our own — it thrives. And that is why we keep on living here.❞
❝The toys of childhood still I remember, Those lanes, those friends, those games we played, All in the heart still alive, unswayed. We've grown but in the heart's core, Childhood still lives on as before.❞
❝I have stopped fearing the darkness now, searching for a dawn in every night. I've learned to rise again after falling, finding a lesson in every wound. The lamp of hope hasn't gone out yet, I search for light even in the storm.❞
❝However deep the darkness may grow, one small lamp is enough to erase its hold. Hold on to just one ray of hope, for after every night, dawn will unfold.❞
❝Nazm is what explains without explaining, what makes you weep without making you weep. What touches the heart without any noise — that alone is called a real nazm.❞
❝Man is a strange creature in this world, forgetting whatever is close at hand. For whatever remains distant, he spends his entire life longing. When it's near, he feels nothing, when it's lost, everything comes to mind.❞
❝Life is a poem written every day, Sometimes in the ink of joy's bright ray. Sometimes in the tears of sorrow's night, But every line holds a truth so right That reaches straight into the heart and stays.❞
❝When the storm came, the roots dug deeper still, branches broke, yet the tree remained standing tall. Every time I was thrown down to the ground, every time I rose and answered the fall.❞
❝The city's pace has everything, except peace, crowds at every turn, yet none who feel like kin. In the shadow of tall towers, our dreams grew small, in this machine-city, even hearts beat thin. Yet every day we join this race again.❞
❝Everyone here wanders behind masks, never showing their true face to another. People fear to speak the truth, finding comfort only in their lies. In the crowd, every soul is lonely, yet still afraid of being alone.❞
❝Every wound heals with the passing of time, though sometimes a scar remains to be seen. The pain that once felt as heavy as a mountain, today brings a smile where hurt had been.❞
❝The paths were hard, the destination far, yet my steps never once stopped. Storms tried to block me, roads wore me down, but my courage never once broke. Even while stumbling, I kept walking on, because stopping is something I never learned.❞
❝Those old alleyways are not the same, Where we played as children in life's early game. Those trees whose shade we used to seek, Perhaps cut down or dried — grown bleak. But the fragrance of those memories there, Is still fresh within the heart — always fair.❞
❝Some dreams were buried behind the eyes, some burned in the sun of passing years. Yet every night we weave one more, perhaps that's the reason living still appears.❞
❝Solitude no longer feels like punishment, it has become a companion instead. In its lap I found the peace the crowd could never give me. I have learned to talk with myself, and come to know myself a little more.❞
❝Nothing here ever stays the same forever, seasons change, and hearts change too. What was mine yesterday feels foreign today, and strangers sometimes become our own. Change itself is this world's only rule, those who don't change are left behind.❞
❝As children we thought we'd touch the sky, laugh past every trouble, never look back. Grown now, we've learned the road is hard, but we'll keep that same childhood courage intact.❞
❝The old days now feel like a dream, those streets, those friends, those evenings. Time has changed everything around, yet the memory still shines the same. Sometimes my eyes just fill with tears, when an old tune happens to play.❞
❝Time changes like the seasons do, what was yesterday, today is gone. Perhaps the falling of leaves is needed, for that is how a new bud is born. Change alone is life's truest song.❞
❝Even a dying lamp still holds a little flame, it has not bowed before the strongest wind. Just so does hope in life remain, through every hardship, still unpinned.❞
❝We kept flowing in the stream of time, never pausing, never standing still. Every moment hid a story within it, one we never stopped to read. Now looking back, it seems perhaps the journey itself was the destination.❞
❝Every face wears a mask today, the custom of truth has faded away. To live as one thing inside, another outside— this has become society's new way. Everyone's in the crowd, yet everyone's alone.❞
❝Even silence has a language of its own, one far deeper than any spoken word. Within every stillness a question hides, and its answer, too, lives inside us. Sometimes it's needed to pause and meet yourself, in noise, a person loses themselves.❞
❝Solitude too becomes a friend sometimes, when no one listens, it hears you still. It teaches the art of talking to oneself, and gives even silence a voice to fill.❞
❝I closed the old pages and wrote a new chapter, what had broken, I have pieced together again. Behind every ending hides a new beginning, one just needs courage to open that door within.❞
❝Even broken, I did not scatter, I learned to join every piece. Even in defeat a victory was hidden, I learned to recognize it. Now I carve myself each day, learning how stone becomes a statue.❞
❝In the city's crowd, everyone is lost in themselves, no one has any news of another. Every face is in a hurry to reach somewhere, no one has the time to stop and talk. In this city of machines, even man himself has become a machine, without feeling.❞
❝Wandering long, I finally met myself, what I sought outside was found within. My own being was lost in the world's crowd, till solitude let me reconnect with him.❞
❝Within every human, two worlds reside, one nurtures love, the other breeds disdain. Whichever wins becomes the face we show, the rest stays buried beneath the mask again.❞
❝Some dreams were raised in these eyes, carrying a longing to fly. Time broke a few, shaped a few others, yet hope remained standing still. Perhaps not every dream becomes real, but no effort ever goes to waste.❞
❝I looked in the mirror and met a stranger, one I had forgotten for so many years. I asked him where he had been lost so long, he said, it was you who lost me in the world's blur.❞
❝The longing for what isn't ours to keep— this is the path most humans creep. Forgetting all that we already hold, our eyes stay fixed on what we could not reap.❞
❝On one side, the glitter of palaces gleams, on the other, nights pass on a footpath bare. Under the same sky two worlds live apart, though talk of justice is heard everywhere.❞
❝Time's march never comes to a halt, it waits for no one, makes no fault. What has passed will not return again, but every moment hides a lesson to be caught. Only one who reads it truly learns to live.❞