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 Jun 2018 Umang
SelinaSharday
Flowing up to the surface
Submerged under the waters..
Chocking gasping for a bit of air..
swollowing.. suffocating.. On Life..
sorrows_hardships..
Just can't even imagine the reasons behind the tragedies...
Of what evils lurks in earthly places..
With the ability to rearrange and change peoples faces.
After all the hearing and the witnessing.
The feelings and the knowings.
All the seeing of evils news....
I didnt realize I was chocking emotions deeply bruise.
Anxiety snatching the ability to breath where its comfortable..
Breath normally..
Panic sneaks its way in..makes me uncomfortable in my skin.
Pulse rushing pulsating.
All of a sudden the sheer emotion of losing.
Can't see another day lighting the way..
Soul feels the falling when you realize
there's so much suffering..
Arms gone limp all passed out..From the exhaustion.
This is when God holds yah in His arms.
Calming down irregular heart beats.
God breaths His air into you. His breath is your air..
as he breath Life back into you.
Resuscitate He is the air you breath.
Without Him you can't breath there's no air without Him.
He pulls you up to this worlds surface..
This worldly ocean called life.
Where day by day moments felt like drowning.
He gives you inspiration and sets within you a song.
Tells you to keep holding on..
Revive..
The ocean is still there
but for now..I have been brought up to the surface.
hear it on soundcloud copy n paste link below
https://soundcloud.com/selinaros3y/atherbest-revive-0-1
S.A.M @h.e.r 2018
resurface again
 Jun 2018 Umang
Nishu Mathur
Loosen your collar,
Untie your tie.
Remove the worrying furrow,
From between your eyes.

Roll up your sleeves,
Kick off your shoes,
A pair of flip flops -
Those old ones'll do.

No thought, no man..
No treasure, no dime,
That brings you down,
Is worth any time.

There, that's better.
Now that you've found you,
Sing your heart out,
And dance away the blues
A poem i wrote in 2011 - old one
 Jun 2018 Umang
Debbie Brindley
I love your hands
So beautiful
So strong
The way your fingers dance
upon the fretboard
as you play a song
The tenderness in your fingers
as they caress my cheek
something you always do
before drifting off to sleep
The warmth
of your hand
as I take yours in mine
As we stroll through the bush
birds singing
the weather fine
How gentle they are
As you hold
our grandbaby in your arms
Nurturing
full of love
and always so calm
Playing the guitar
made your hands strong
I love their beautiful shape
your loving fingers long
Never was into hands until I met my husband
 Jun 2018 Umang
Traveler
We all have our reasons
As we come and then go
Living life's lessons
Learning new roles
Not enough time
To experience it all
Life is a game
Love is the ball

There's a beacon Shining
From the poet's soul
Illuminating beauty
Every where it goes
Here we gather
And share what we are
Lesions on heartstrings
Immortal scars

Givers and takers
Losers and thefts
Chasing the rush
The creative release!
Traveler Tim
How many years before humans can have a gender addition surgery, instead of reassignment?  Why can't I get a *****, and keep my ******?
 Jun 2018 Umang
Sparkle in Wisdom
इतना सा फर्क है !
जीवन के मझधार में ,
सोच के ताना बना में,
धरा प्रवाह बहते  विचारों में ,
उधेड़ बुन है इतनी, विचलित है मेरा मन |


तुम्हारे ख्यालों में तुम्हारे एहसास में,
दूर बैठी मैं निहार्थी हूँ आसमान को,
नीला निराकार  आकाश का नीला रंग,
गहरा है मेरे विचारों की तरह,
ख्यालों के अंत में खो जाती हूँ नींद  के आगोश में |


तुम्हारे साथ ही सोती हूँ उठती हूँ तुम्हारे साथ,
तुम नहीं होते पास मेरे,

बस  इतना सा फर्क है |

आँख खुलते ही तुम्हारा मासूम मुस्कुराता चेहरा तो होता है,
पर उसे स्पर्श करने पर छूने का एहसास नहीं हो पाता,

बस इतना सा फर्क है |


आंसू तो बहते हैं आँखों से,
सर भी तुम्हारे सीने पर,होने का एहसास तो है,
पर मेरे सर को सहलाते तुम्हारे हाथो का,
स्पर्श महसूस नहीं होता,
बस इतना सा फर्क है |

तुम हो कर भी नहीं हो,
बस इतना सा फर्क है |


मेरे खोये चेहरे पर हंसी लाने की तुम्हारी चेष्ठा तो है ,
पर उस हंसी को तुम्हारी नज़रें देख न पाएंगी,

बस इतना सा फर्क है |

इतना सा फर्क है ....


Sparkle in Wisdom
2009
Will publish English version too... Later tomorrow..

This one was written in 2009,
About a journey of a mother of a quadriplegic child, a baby born and termed as vegetable by doctors... Given to her with words for development.. like "time will tell"

The baby who has a eyesight of power -9/10... Unsure of what he sees..

The baby who can touch his mother but not the 'touch' she long s for... His is just brushing of skin...

The baby who laughs on his own... Sure laughs with him too.. but alas he cannot see her smile.. nor can he make her smile..
!!
 Jun 2018 Umang
S G Arndt
Through the grass you maneuvered your way.
Preying on the weak, pleasing yourself,
day by day.
One must stay strong.
When faced with such allure.
One must remain true, true to the core.
By doing so,
you might regain control.
Overcoming obstacles and much more.
The knowledge gained unknown.
For when man conquers this,
where will the power go?
 Jun 2018 Umang
S G Arndt
one
might simply ask
what do you
want from this
passion
happiness
love galore
one
might anxiously plead
i need more
i need more
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