We feel it in our bones,
we feel it in our muscles.
We act our way through it
so they won't see the struggle.
We put on a fake smile
and say that we're "O.K."
We lie and say that were fine
that we're just tired all day.
......
I’d be so much better off
If I could just let you find me
Take off this mask
And just let it be
I remember when we
Were all laughing and brighter
A glimpse of the sun
The warmth of the cider
......
In the tapestry of time, where friendships bloom,
Mes amis, like petals, dispelling life's gloom.
Brothers, firm anchors in the sea of existence,
Une soeur agaçante, a tempest, a relentless insistence.
Parents, the roots, firmly grounding my being,
Leaves of wisdom, in the breeze, foreseeing.
Enemies, shadows that dance in the moonlit night,
Igniting the fire, propelling toward the light.
......
Just how far is the train of freedom from the discriminated son?
Just how far is the train of freedom from the black homeless child?
Just how far is the train of freedom from the disabled poet?
And just how far are the winds of change from a corrupted nation!?
Just how far is the train of freedom from the fields of Waterloo?
Just how far is the struggling warrior from the mountain top?
Just how long is 365 days 27 times behind bars, I mean,
Just how far is freedom from a lonely child at play?...
......
So much loving and caring
He appears in the lights
Of his honorable and civilized life
But acts otherwise
In the dead deserted nights.
In darkness of artificial glamor
He turns into ruthless rustic,
Utterly abusive and deadly scary
Brandishing his muscled power forcibly.
......
I cannot be alone,
And I cannot be bored.
Does that mean I like people's company?
Or am I just good at faking a smile,
And getting things done?
People say I have the best smile,
But is it real?
Am I really happy?
Or do I just lie to everyone?
......
I’d be so much better off
If I could just let you find me
Take off this mask
And just let it be
I remember when we
Were all laughing and brighter
A glimpse of the sun
The warmth of the cider
......
In the tapestry of time, where friendships bloom,
Mes amis, like petals, dispelling life's gloom.
Brothers, firm anchors in the sea of existence,
Une soeur agaçante, a tempest, a relentless insistence.
Parents, the roots, firmly grounding my being,
Leaves of wisdom, in the breeze, foreseeing.
Enemies, shadows that dance in the moonlit night,
Igniting the fire, propelling toward the light.
......
The way to success
Is stony and full of thorns;
We’ve to bleed, for sure.
**English translation of the Hindi poem (given at end) : **
**Close.... all..... the.... doors, ..... close..... all...... the....... windows.**
**But......... how....... will......... you.......... stop.......... my....... m..a..d..n..e..s..s, O world, O trouble? **
**When the obstacles were small, **
**I made small hopes.**
**This habit has become such now, **
**I see hope in every despair.**
......