Life in short words - poetry book

My baby and I We love nature We love peace and quiet And we love music and dancing My baby and I We both are but noisy, loud and disruptive We know what we want and when Just give us our music and nature time You will have no complaints then I am proud of who we both are If the world doesn’t understand us It’s not our loss I know that I, my son and his lid are the boss Our little world is perfect and fun I am his buddy and he is my chum

How do I win in life? And when have I lost Is winning in the future And loss in the past? What is one loss when so many chances are coming so fast My passion is alive How can I be lost I have so much to give, and so much to live everywhere I see beauty Dreams of work yet to be done I have projects to complete i have future to look to, hun! I have no time for the past Life is running so fast You want to be part of my plan Do you have time for me? If you look too distracted Then it’s goodbye from me I only need a few to love and care Whole world is not my burden My attention is rare If you are that lucky one Then you better care

How long before one becomes part of a scene? How long does it takes to be of value and be seen? How do you crack that code? When are you not the other? And are seen on board? The migrant, the other It’s bit of a bother You try so hard You give in so much while seeking that place You lose your language, culture and identity All that is left is a bit of your dignity Then comes the day you want to hold onto your values You don’t want to belong anymore Just about then they start to see you ashore Now you belong and become part of the song It is too late Now I know the price I paid I wish I had known The heavy price cuts like blade I bleed my culture is drained I lay wounded my values are strained nobody to blame but my own blood running in the streets trying to fit in O, it hurts to see the roots cut The wound is do deep I may never recover Thry lean over, they look They can't recognise Who am I and my blood, who? Too much is lost Too much is gone It will be generations bef...

Your body is a miracle machine And your mind is a devil You take care of the body and it will control your mind The devil can’t be left unleashed Only allow the mind to think one thought at a time No more than one Right now you are thinking of how your breath is relaxing your body Your breath is your therapist It does the internal massage The breath rules the mind Let it control your mind Let the length of breath slow your minds chatter The chatter is useless Everybody can chatter You need to be quiet The solutions come in the quiet space Like a seed starts growing under the soil, in darkness The mind needs to be thoughtless Wash the mind with breath like you wash the dirt off the clothes. Throw away those repeated thoughts you had them before. It’s a new day The soul must find a new way

To live a happy life All you need is love Love is of many types Love is care, love is kind Love is what makes two souls bind Love is what holds you tight Love is what makes the day bright Love and respect go hand in hand But remember one day You and your love will disband When you first fall in love fascination and excitement drive it all You stay a few days appreciation is the force behind the ball It takes a few years for respect to grow To lose that respect one must have taken decisions that give the other person a good blow If that is so, ultimately then, what love really is? It’s the actions and decisions that the other consistently makes If those actions made you feel valued once Love is not so easy to break For one wrong decision doesn’t undo all the right ones Breaking from love is like Falling house of cards One heartbreak, breaks a family apart Love can’t be selfish Love has to care But if your love doesn’t realise your despair Then recall my words Love is of man...

Peace and joy go hand in hand Like Anand and his one man music band What we call disability can be our short-sightedness Anand is the definition of peace I see in him, the wit and brightness One who is happy within himself He loves his own company Now how many of us can do that We are forever seeking someone else To keep us entertained and give happiness And right there start our problems as we leave our most important state Dependent on other’s mood and actions Now if we all had passion like the one for music and solitude We all will be happy, dude! Just keep that smile on your face And eat all sorts of food That’s Anand’s message to us Live a simple life with happy attitude

Living without love is no big deal But living without dignity Means you have an issue with your own souls integrity Live with pride Hear that kooing Something you are passionate about Something you can die doing and that my people, is true love ! True love is never a person But an act of passion Falling in love Is simply a young person’s fashion Go beyond the fashion as you grow For now you have wisdom bro You should know the difference Between love and looove! You have lived a thousand years To see the seasons and trends Life’s unavoidable various bends Now you can’t unsee the ugly and the beauty; For you know the true nature of this world, wise booty