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Lance Remir Jul 11
You're so beautiful in the mornings
With your wild hair and grumpy mood
Mumbling about the early alarm
Scrunched eyes, looking for your glasses
Saying good morning to me quietly 
Even sometimes still groggy
Even sometimes half asleep 
I get to wake up to that 
And every morning
I get to fall in love all over again
Yash Shukla Jul 11
कशात हुडकावा आनंद
हे आजकाल कळेनासं झालंय,
आनंदी राहायचं कारण
आजकाल मिळेनासं झालंय.

जुने दिवस आठवावे म्हणतो,
जरा भावनिक होईन म्हणतो...
पण मग पडतो प्रश्न येऊन –
की भावना तरी उरल्यात का आता?
आश्रू अनावर व्हायला,
ते अश्रू तरी उरलेत का आता?

प्रेमाला शोधायच्या आशेने
आयुष्याच्या जंगलात भटकतो,
खोट्या आशेच्या नदीत
थोडा वेळ पहुडतो.
पण होईन का मी ओला प्रेमाने त्या नदीत?
का होईल मला भास,
आणि पडेन मी दुःखाच्या दरीत?
का दिसेल मला मृगजळ
त्या भाबड्या, प्रेमळ हरणाचं?

जाऊदे ते सगळं –
मी जाऊन काहीतरी खातो,
पाणीपुरीतलं पाणी
जरा मिटक्या मारत पितो.
पण मग येतं डाएट आडवं
आणि दाखवतं जाडी माझी –
"३६ ची पॅन्ट घालायची लायकी आहे का तुझी?
पोटावर पडल्यात वळ्या,
आणि गाल झालेत गुबगुबीत,
हत्ती सारखे पाय तुझे,
शरीर दिसतंय बटबटीत!"

मग आठवतं मला करिअर,
आणि मिळवू म्हणतो पैसा...
करिअरच्या टेन्शनने
क्षीण होऊन जातो नाहीसा.
इतके श्रीमंत होऊ की
असेल बंगला, गाडी,
भरपूर फ्लॅट घेऊ,
महिन्याला येतील भाडी.
पण तिथे तरी हा माजोर्डा रूबाब
देईल का मला सुख?
आणि एवढं सगळं करून शेवटी मला
राहील का आनंदाची भूक?

कशात हुडकावा आनंद?
हे आजकाल कळेनासं झालंय...
आनंदी राहायचं कारण
आजकाल मिळेनासं झालंय.
ही कविता २८ मे २०२५ रोजी लिहिलेली आहे
Yash Shukla Jul 11
आयुष्याच्या प्रत्येक टप्प्यावर
चढण्याची केली घाई,
कुठे हरवला आनंद माझा
मलाच कळालं नाही.

स्वप्नं मोठी, इच्छा जास्त –
पण मेहनत केली नाही,
कुठे हरवला आनंद माझा
मलाच कळालं नाही.

सर्वांनी मला सावध केलेले,
पण मी लक्ष दिलं नाही,
कुठे हरवला आनंद माझा
मलाच कळालं नाही.

मेहनतीशिवाय मार्ग मला
कोणताच दिसत नाही,
हरवलेला आनंद माझा
मी पुन्हा शोधत राही.
ही कविता ०२ ऑगस्ट २०२० रोजी लिहिलेली आहे
Erostrer Jul 10
On hidden tracks I screamed
Down the twisted path and gleaned
The whirl of life, of truth and lies
As they all rushed, and passed me by

The farther back I looked and strained
The less I saw, the more it waned
The wheels beneath began to quake
Though I knew, not to squeeze the brakes

The road ahead seemed dark and dim
The headlight’s glow, showed but a slim
Part of what came towards me at speed
I was entranced, I couldn’t breathe

For all the things in life I’ve done
The people loved, the people shunned
All blaze on by, now equidistant
A blur that spells out my existence

But this whole time I’ve rode alone
My course apart, this race my own
I wholly smiled and made good time
As I careened across the finish line
Happiness is a perception,
It is connected to human emotion,
Some find it in gods devotion,
On social media many find it in attention.

One can find in a pet dog,
And one can find it in their brag.
Few find in accumulating wealth,
And there are people who get it in good health.
Happiness is a state of mind,
Is the current trend.
For some it is in earning,
And for some in spending.

For many it is in human connection,
None ever achieves by deception.
Some find in betrayal,
And some find it in being loyal.

Happiness is found in a lover's touch,
In the moments that mean so much.
It's in laughter shared with friends,
In the joy that never ends.

Some find it in the morning sun,
Or when a long day is finally done.
It's in the beauty of a blooming flower,
Or in the quiet of a peaceful hour.

Happiness can be short and rare,
Yet it's something for which we all care.
In the simplest of things it can reside,
In the heart's pleasure it does abide.

So look not in far-off lands,
Nor in things held in greedy hands.
For happiness, though difficult to find it seems,
Is often found in our hopes and dreams.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
The sun will set
And the rain will fall
The clouds may come
And the wind may call
But through the fog
And through the storm
A bright new day
Will begin to form
The sun will rise
In summer days
The rain has come
But never stays
This poem is about the rain that must fall before the sun may shine again in life.
Zywa Jul 6
At night I enchant

you with a kiss, then we'll both --


sing for happiness.
Song "Bluebird" (1973, Paul McCartney & Wings), album "Band on the run" - The bluebird is a blue thrush

Collection "Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the 60s and 70s"
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