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 Nov 2024 Vanita vats
fish-sama
I watched tommy's video today
I.. don't know what to say
I want to get out of here
I want to get out of here
I miss the days when the internet was okay
when you were okay
bo burnham was right
tommy was right
they're not alright
It... isn't the same anymore
So... internet drama. I don't know but it really hurt when my internet role models were not who they seem to be. Like wilbur soot... I used to imitate him, memorize his songs, and fantasize about one day starting my own youtube channel. But now... It's different. Everything's messed up, and the good people like tommy are caught in the middle of it. Attention is a drug, a drug that has led to the downfall of many content creators. I hope they'll be okay. I hope we'll be okay.
तारीफ की चाशनी
सरीखे तार से बंधी है
यहां हर एक की जिंदगी।

तुम हो कि ...
ना चाह कर भी बंधे हो
सिद्धांत के खूंटे से!
चाहकर भी
तारीफ़ के पुल बांधने से
कतराते हो!!
पल पल कसमसाते हो!!!


तारीफ़ कर
तारीफ़ सुन
नहीं रहेगा कभी भी
गुमसुम !
यह था ग़ैबी हुक्म !!


सो उसे मानता हूं ।
तारीफ़ करता हूं,
जाने अनजाने
रीतों में,
गए बीतों में
खुशियां भरता हूं।
जीव जीव के भीतर के
डर हरता हूं ।
तार तार हो चुके
दिलों से जुड़ता हूं ,
छोटे-छोटे क़दम रख
आगे आगे बढ़ता हूं ।

क्या तुम मेरा
अनुसरण नहीं करोगे ?
स्वयं को
तारीफ़ का पात्र
सिद्ध नहीं करोगे ?
या फिर
स्व निर्मित आतंक के
गड़बड़ झाले से
त्रस्त रहोगे ?
खुद की अस्मिता को
तार तार करते
इधर-उधर
कराहते फिरोगे ?
उद्देश्यविहीन से !
तारीफ के जादुई
तिलिस्म से डरे डरे !!


दोस्त !
तारीफ़ का तिलिस्म वर!!
एक नई तारीख का
इंतज़ार निरंतर कर !!

०५/०२/२०१३.
 Nov 2024 Vanita vats
S R Mats
Cultivated soil
Rich in love
That first seed
Planted
We will never
Be the same

With a soil
So rich
We plant again
Our harvest
Was precious
As we reaped

This fruitful
Field of ours
Thus became
Complete
We will never
Be the same

We are a garden
For my children -
 Nov 2024 Vanita vats
Adriana
I am the voice of the wind
The one you've forgotten
That sang lullabies to you as a child

Now I am singing a song of despair
Begging for some grown kid to remember
The soothing melodies of the sleepless nights

I am the song of the moon and the skies
The child who asked the cosmos all why's
Hear the wind's desperate cries
Some are OK
       some are not OK
       most seem to be half-way
 Nov 2024 Vanita vats
Maria Etre
Someone told me
"love looks at decent
ones "

I nodded, sighed, and smirked
but love
made me
like
this

Unleashed my curls
broke my walls
shattered
my people-pleasing
sharpened my poetry
silenced my loud voice
widened my eyes
encouraged my heart
undressed my façade
made me dance naked
in the face of judgement,
sing the songs of truth
and fall in love with
all things wrong
right, left, ugly, beautiful
and gave strength
to the choice that
always stood in the back
but now takes center stage

"Love left me right",
"Love leaving, made me write"
I replied
*Right, write!
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