PHENOMENAL WOMAN by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size

But when I start to tell them

They think I’m telling lies.

I say, It’s in the reach of my arms

The span of my hips,

The stride of my step,

The curl of my lips.

I’m a woman Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman, That’s me.

 

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,

And to a man,

The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees.

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees. I say,

It’s the fire in my eyes

And the flash of my teeth,

The swing of my waist,

And the joy in my feet.

I’m a woman Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman, That’s me.

 

Men themselves have wondered What they see in me.

They try so much But they can’t touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them,

They say they still can’t see.

I say It’s in the arch of my back,

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I’m a woman Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman, That’s me.

 

Now you understand

Just why my head’s not bowed.

I don’t shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud.

When you see me passing

It ought to make you proud.

I say, It’s in the click of my heels,

The bend of my hair,

The palm of my hand,

The need of my care,

‘Cause I’m a woman Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman, That’s me.

 

from And Still I Rise by Maya Angelou copyright © 1978 by Maya Angelou.

Zanjeerein – Divy Sharma @ Facebook

Masroof lamhon ki kadiyan jod jod zanjeerein bani hai,

Un zanjeero main, hum dono ka waqt bandha hai…

Ek ek lamhey ko sirey se kholna toh mumkin nahi…

Haan ye zaroor mumkin hai ki kisi ek lamhey ki tapish se zanjeer pighal jaaye.

Ishq ajnabee – By Divy Sharma @ Facebook

Is naye waqt ke naye shahar main ishq ajnabi ban baitha…

Pahley har nukkad chauraahey par isey jaanney waaley miltey they.
Un se milkar ye masoomi se unhein nikamma karta tha.

Iskey dost bahut they, yaar bahut they,
Tab gali mohalley, pyaar bahut they.

Aaghaaz kayi, anjaam bahut they,
Waqt bahut tha, nakaam bahut they.

Par ab logon ke paas bahut kaam hai,
Isliye is naye waqt ke naye shahar main ishq ajnabi ban baitha…..

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Delhi dreams

Akele hi Gulmohar dilli ki galiyon ki sair pe,
apne hi shabdon se khud hi mehakti hun.
Muharram ki sooni kalayi pe,
sone ki dhoop saja kar,
Rangon se bhari aankhen band karke.
Kuch hare, kuch aasmaani, kuch lal sapne sajaati hun,
Kuch raat ke bache hue, kuch subah ki khusbu se bhare hue.
Kabhi mand mand muskaati hun,
To kabhi do aansoo chalkati hun.
Ek zindagi jee leti hun, ek maut mar leti hun.
Roz. Akele. Gulmohar dilli ki galliyon ki sair pe.

Kuch aansoo udhar ke

Jaagi hui raaton ko aate hain, kuch sapne jaagi neendon ke
Aankhon se takiye tak sirakte hue, kharochein chor jaate hain dil pe

Voh din darawane se, kuch dari hui bahar baithi raaten
Jab roye nahin the hum, Jab soye nahin the hum
Baithi thi tujhe daboche hue, haath thame zindagi ko roke hue

Jaane kis ke liye sanjoti hoon, yaadein vahi piroti hoon
Tab ke aansoon rakhe hain udhar ke, dheere dheere unhein chukoti hoon

A chinese poem…Mom

孩子     Child

快        Hurry up
抓紧妈妈的手           Tightly hold your Mom’s hand
去天堂的路        The road to heaven

太黑了                is too dark

妈妈怕你            Mom is afraid that

碰了头               you hit your head
快                     Hurry up
抓紧妈妈的手               Tightly hold your Mom’s hand
让妈妈陪你走      Let Mom keep you company
妈妈               Mom

怕           I am afraid
天堂的路             The road to heaven

太黑        is too dark
我看不见你的手        I cannot see your hand

自从        since

倒塌的墙         the wall collapsed
把阳光夺走     it took the sun light away
我再也看不见      I cannot see

你柔情的眸          your lovely eyes again
孩子            Child

你走吧        You can go
前面的路    the road in front of you

再也没有忧愁        has no sorrow any more
没有读不完的课本             there are no books that you cannot finish reading
和爸爸的拳头         and your father’s touch of his hand 

你要记住         you have to remember

我和爸爸的摸样         my face and your father’s face
来生还要一起走     let’s finish walking this road together in our next life
妈妈                 Mom

别担忧           do not worry
天堂的路有些挤             the road to heaven is a bit crowded
有很多同学朋友          I have a lot classmates and friends here 

我们说            we all say
不哭                                         don’t cry
哪一个人的妈妈都是我们的妈妈       anyone’s Mom is our Mom
哪一个孩子都是妈妈的孩子          any child is Mom’s child
没有我的日子                         the days without me
你把爱给活的孩子吧         give your love to the children alive
妈妈                        Mom
你别哭               don’t cry

泪光照亮不了     tears cannot light up the road

我们的路            our road
让我们自己         let us

慢慢的走             walk slowly
妈妈                  Mom
我会记住你和爸爸的模样      I will remember your face and father’s face

记住我们的约定          remember our appointment

来生一起走                 of walking together in our next life

dukh ke jangal mein phirate hain kab se maare maare log

dukh ke jangal mein phirate hain kab se maare maare log
jo hotaa hai sah lete hain kaise hain bechaare log

jiivan jiivan ham ne ag men khel yahii hote dekhaa
dhiire dhiire jiitii duniyaa dhiire dhiire haare log

sangat dene ko paate hain saanson ke ik-taare log

is nagarii mein kyon milatii hai roti sapanon ke badale
jinkii nagarii hai vo jaane ham thahare banjaare log

– Javed Akhtar

jaate jaate vo mujhe achchhii nishaanii de gayaa

jaate jaate vo mujhe achchhii nishaanii de gayaa
umr bhar doharaaungaa aisii kahanii de gayaa

us se main kuchh paa sakoon aisii kahaan ummiid thii
Gam bhii vo shaayad baraa-e-meharabaanii de gayaa

sab havaayein le gayaa mere samandar kii koii
aur mujh ko ek karatii baadabaanii de gayaa

Khair main pyaasaa rahaa par us ne itanaa to kiyaa
merii palakon kii kataaron ko vo paanii de gayaa

– Javed Akhtar

dard ke phuul bhii khilate hain bikhar jaate hain

dard ke phuul bhii khilate hai.n bikhar jaate hain
zaKhm kaise bhii ho.n kuchh roz mein bhar jaate hain

us dariiche men bhii ab koii nahii.n aur ham bhii
sar jhukaae hue chup-chaap guzar jaate hain

raastaa roke khadi hai yahii ulajhan kab se
koii puuchhe to kahen kyaa ki kidhar jaate hain

narm aavaaz bhalii baaten mohazzab lahaje
pahalii baarish men hii ye rang utar jaate hain

– Javed Akhtar