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Never Fall In Love With a Poet

never fall in love with a poet

Never fall in love with a poet
For he will immortalize you with his words
Of all the people that you will meet in your lifetime
Not one will look at you like he will
He will cherish every moment, treasure every smile of yours
That sparkle in your eyes, the color of your fingernails
The way you tuck hair behind that ear
Those moments when you don’t blink
He will use them as fuel to stop time
As he inscribes you down with every keystroke
Never fall in love with a poet
For he will paint you everyday
Carving your face with his words on that paper
You will live a thousand lives in those poems
Every rep with the weights
Each click
He will think of you
Never fall in love with a poet
Because if it all goes south for him
He will fight battles within himself
Plundering down those walls, retaliating
All those thoughts
All those roads
That say no to you
He will gaze upon you from afar
Like an artist’s smitten peek at a masterpiece
Like a flower which is admired but not touched
Never fall in love with a poet
Because through black of days, dark of night
Untimely winters, those faceless springs
He will constrain his heart
So that divine happiness may find you
As he becomes a scavenger
A vagabond in the valley of words
Hunting solace in art.

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Guitar

Guitar

Checking pitch, tone and harmony of the deeds
Tune the strings of life to balance your world
Arrange your ways to match the notes
Of all the chords that are right for your soul
When you are unable to find the right key to self
And it’s difficult to arrange the scale of your goals
Just close your eyes and let your fingers flow
You will catch the right melody to play your role
Strumming on the tune of righteous dreams
Transpose your thoughts to improvise at will
The virtuoso of inner self will come out one day
As they say for the top you first climb the hill
Play the symphony you are intended to play
Use the plectrum of love for it can do no wrong
Use the power chords of care if it’s necessary
Let the world “Rock On” in awe of your song

 

Chord
Three or more notes sounded simultaneously.

Power Chord
A power chord is a chord that consists of the root note and the note a fifth above. Power chords are commonly played on amplified guitars, especially on electric guitar with distortion.

Transpose
To change the key of a piece of music by a specific interval.

Plectrum
A plectrum or pick is a small flat tool mostly made of plastic used to pluck or strum a guitar.

Improvise
It basically just means that you make something original up on the spot. Most guitar solos in rock songs for example are improvised because they don’t follow a particular structure it’s just playing your own thing really.

Virtuoso
A person highly skilled in music or another artistic pursuit.

The tragic love story of Sohni Mahiwal

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Most people familiar with Punjabi folklore would know the tragic love story of Sohni Mahiwal. But those who aren’t are in for a very sad treat, so get your tissue boxes ready.

Our Punjabi folklore consists of such breathtakingly beautiful stories that leave all mainstream ideas of passion far behind, in terms of intensity. These stories stir your soul and stay with you for a long time.

This story is also one of those hauntingly tragic yet touching tales of passionate lovers, who were ready to sacrifice everything they had, even their lives, in the name of love.  Knowing the detailed love story of Sohni Mahiwal will make listening to Paar Chanaa De an even more emotional experience than it already is. (more…)

Some People

some people

Some people, we love them;
but we don’t get near them
because, from far, they are more seductive,
from far, they are more noble
from far, they are more precious.

Some people, we love them,
we do anything to be close to them,
we do everything to share every detail of our life with them,
it hurts to stay away from them,
it is impossible to imagine our life without them.

Some people, we love them,
we wish to live a beautiful story with them,
we come up with circumstances just to bump into them,
we come up with excuses just to see them,
we live a fantasy with them.

Some people, we love them,
but we keep it a secret to ourselves,
so we remain silent, even if it burns us,
we don’t declare our love, because the obstacles are numerous,
and the consequences are frightening,
and it is best for us that the door stays shut between us.

Some people, we love them,
we fill the earth with their love and we speak about them to the world,
we constantly whisper their name,
we need their presence… like water…like air,
we suffocate when they are not around.

Some people, we love them,
because they are available,
and our need to be loved pulls us to them,
because time flies, we age, and it scares us to stay without a companion.

Some people, we love them,
because they deserve nothing but to be loved,
we learn from them,
we build with them,
we paint the color of life with them,
we do everything to keep them happy.

Some people, we love them,
but they don’t love us back,
so we break and fall,
we never forget them,
we love no one but them,
and we cry them over again, every time we fail to win their love.

Some people, we love them,
we just wait until they see us,
until they love us in return,
until they love us as much as we love them.

~ Khalil Gibran

Khalil Gibran (1883-1931) was born in Bsharri, Lebanon. He immigrated with his parents to Boston in 1895, and later settled in New York City. His works, written in both Arabic and English, are full of lyrical outpourings and express his deeply religious and mystical nature. His work The Prophet (1923), a book of poetic essays, achieved cult status in modern literature. Gibran died in New York City.