Life goes on..

(To Vikas who made this sketch,and thus gave my mind food for thought..keep drawing pal)




my head rests against the pillow
i lie in a deep sojourn of my mind
the naked darkness envelopes my whole
emnating from the sky

i remember the happenings of my youth
i seek the remnants of some joy
as my present is nothing but numb
an empty shell of a boy

the journey is a thought process
bringing the ghost of christmas past
i'll take u to the summer when
the seeds of this present were cast

i played along happily
along the stream that flowed nearby
then suddenly in slow motion'
rain fell down from the sky

my feet were streaked with the wet earth
the husky effervescence enveloped my mind
i felt the mud moulding beneath my hands
as i created my first figure with thine

enter now:the ghost of christmas present
i lay unknown on this berth
for i was taken straight from childhood
to an unyielding adult

my creativity was lost in the tomb of imitance
as art does not bring food to the table
the boy who once played abandoned
now lies chained to the daily syllablle

i do not wish to see the ghost of the future
as my present subdued my hungry talent
who had felt the need to create
which in this world of material is irrelevant

my tired mind shuts its musings
as i have to get up early tomorrow
to go to work,which i do not love
but life goes on,even with sorrow..

Across lingual barriers

Jogan

tere daras nu taras gai
hanju akhaan cho dulleya
main teri jogan balleya
(craving for your look i sigh
a tear fell down from this eye
worshipping thee,my love)

shaam savere naa tera japdee
raataan katdee kalleyaa
main teri jogan balleya
(from dawn till evening i take your name
the nights then i spend alone again
worshipping thee,my love)

aeho jehi preet na lagge
es rog ne kitta jhalleya
main teri jogan balleya
( love shouldnt be this hazy
it has made me crazy
worshipping thee,my love)

heer nu chhad k jaan waaleya
ae raanjhe tu kitthe challeya
main teri jogan balleya
(darling where you begone
leaving your love alone
worshipping thee,my love)

hun ishqe di maar nu samji
jad man tere naal ralleya
main teri jogan balleya
(now i know y love crushes so blue
since the day my heart found u
so i worship thee,my love)

mitr,saheli sang ni lagde
te toon v saanu bhulleya
main teri jogan balleya
(friends do not see me anymore
and even you forgot my name amour
still i worship thee,my love)

hun taan mainu chit na aawe
teri pal pal yaad sataawe
dil ch vasan vaaleya
najraan de kol v aaja
aesi aas ch baithi rehndi
nit boohe agge sohneya
ae teri jogan balleya!
(now i lost my senses too
every moment i miss yoo
darling love,in my heart you stay
one day you will come this way
with this hope sits afore
waiting and wanting,at this door
worshipping thee,my love)
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its my frst attempt to write in a language i dnt knw well.but the result satisfied me.shows poetry knows no language barriers.i have translated in english side by side as much as i could.still if there remain mistakes u are welcome to correct me.
(p.s.i made the sketch myself too.amateur,i knw.but she was in my mind before i started writing.no stolen picture could have suited her)