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An Unborn Mess

You're unborn, with a small beating heart Someday you'll fall apart Just an empty space for a heart I'll be there to caress you when you cry For I know how it feels To see a little part of you die I promise to shelter you with me To protect you when you need And then make you heal But I'm a mess too Born to impress not just a few Frolicking in desires like the rest But there's none left I have been a fool Loathing the merriment Garnering the heart for the blessed Oh! I'm indeed a mess You're an unborn mess Soon you could be On the path to becoming like the rest Now, I don't know what to feel Is it of worth to bring you in? Is it right to let you go? I am not the enemy nor a foe Ending you now could be the answer To save you from all that's out there One mess less May make the world indeed a better place

Just look at that Face!

In the farthest corner, lurks with a grin on his face A man needing a welcoming embrace. The man seems clueless of the life that awaits Of the pain he'll be holding Of the night that stays. I see that man everyday I see him in every place Dressed up as a commensal in me He goes and takes my place. Oh! Just look at that face! A jovial welcome is all he needs All he cares for, all he thinks of. Grossly immature, with a body of refute He walks in a disguise He walks into you In the blink of an eye, Or in the eye of the tiger, Courage is all he needs Or something he can go to banter Oh! Like a panther. Darkness beholds, moonlight shines Should he be grinning? Would he die? The commensal in me asks Would you care to divulge: What is life? Is it moot? What is all that I saw? Where's the who's who? Who makes you, you? Who? Care to say "who"?

Broken hearts, tethered souls

Broken hearts, tethered souls Never undone, never old Fighting the tears back I need you here Going around in circles Faltering evermore I had a dream of never falling apart Of ever loving you, forever, so far Of beating around the bush, for that yes But soon found out, you were just like the rest The rest in my life Who left me high and dry I thought you might be it But now I think, was it even worth a try You have someone with you now Someone who got to you first Before I came around It’s obvious I think that he is the lucky one He has the heart I needed He has the soul I like the most He has the one I will remember For which I have strived the most Losing my sleep, in those dreams I want to die a handsome rose With no one around to love me like that It’s a wasted life to live, I suppose?

A Melodramatic Phase

You try to cherish every beat of the heart, Every breath of the lungs, When you're ecstatic No sense bothers your mind, No cold stones to grind, Everything is charismatic You ride oceans and seas, Automatic, Thus, you're symptomatic No drug leaves you unhealed, No wound left to bleed, This so, like, melodramatic! As the phase recedes, So will the faith with fate, We shall stand-up and relieve the pain

WAFの記憶 《日本語バージョン》

僕たちの一生で色んな旅がある。この旅は運命を追求してる時の部分になってる。つまり、苦しさや失敗や成功などを加えてる旅の部分だ。でも、この旅は命である原の苗だよ! 月明かりで歩いてる時、静かな村で友達と馬鹿のようにヒンディ語のボリウッド歌を口ずさむや笑うなどをするのは、いつもすることじゃないね!だから、その夜は特別になっちゃう。 最近、このような経験をガンジャドという小さな村で、今回のワォル・アート・フェステバル2014「わふ」で参加していた時、感じた。そこに、色んな感じと紹介できた。田舎の風、日本人の熱心、自然の美しさ、子供たちの清純ときれいなアート、全部加えて、素敵な思い出になった! 都会に住んでる僕たちは、このような経験がいらないと思ってるね!これは、僕らの生活、仕事のストレス、山ほどの仕事のせいだと思う。だから、そのようなもっと新しいことをこの、余り長くない、一生で加えようね! さて、「わふ」の経験はとても楽しかった! 新しい 日本人の 友達 と 仲良くした。大事な決意をした。新しい 生 方を見つけた。仲間たちともっと近づいた! とてもおいしいインドと日本料理も味わった! そこで、僕たちの本当の仕事は、日本語やヒンディ語であるアーティスト・トークをマラティ語で通訳するだけではなく、他のボランティア仕事もあった。あれも、やっぱり楽しかったよ! やがて、「わふ」の経験は、価千金で嘘のようで立派だって、一番最高だった! 最後に、オカズさんとあっこさん、このような立派な イニシアティブで参加させてくれ て 、本当に有難いです!それに、日本から来たほかのボランティアたちにも仲良くして、色々と話してくれて、グループのメンバーのように参加させたから、ありがとうを伝えたい! えだもんさんの料理も懐かしんでるよ! 皆さん、本当にありがとうございました! また、できたら、いつか会いましょうね!

Will There Be.........?

Light fills the darkness, Staring up above at the glitter of the night. Lying on the grass, my heart thinks. Will the sun shine tomorrow? Will the moon gleam the same? Will the stars brighten the night sky? Will the seven color smile at me? Will the rains flood my streets? Will there be a delta where rivers meet seas? Will she be at the door? Or will she be long gone? Leaving my heart black!" I get up and start to walk, And before realizing, I start to talk. Oh! Lord high above! Let her be, let her be!! She is my soul, my eternity! My charm that I need! Let her be at my side! May we never part our ways!