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My mind is restless,
I have seen chaos in my life,
I have seen a useless life,
My mind is restless,
Tireless efforts end in failure,
Damn this background,
This mind becomes rebellious.
I have seen chaos in my life,
I have seen a useless life,
My mind is restless,
Tireless efforts end in failure,
Damn this background,
This mind becomes rebellious.
There is only noise all around,
And the language of silence gets lost in this noise,
Slowly, the tongue of the heart gets separated,
Some people then struggle with great pain,
They cannot convince anyone.
And the language of silence gets lost in this noise,
Slowly, the tongue of the heart gets separated,
Some people then struggle with great pain,
They cannot convince anyone.
Some people just keep their heads on the pillow and cry,
Consoling themselves, they say,
"It was not in my destiny to get you,
I understand this, but my mind does not understand."
Consoling themselves, they say,
"It was not in my destiny to get you,
I understand this, but my mind does not understand."
They cannot explain the cry of silence to anyone,
I am lucky, I have become the king of millions of hearts,
I don't know how many people in the country and abroad have shed tears for me.
I am lucky, I have become the king of millions of hearts,
I don't know how many people in the country and abroad have shed tears for me.
One of them wrote about the pain in her heart,
"The story of my life's happiness is very short,
Among which there is no language of laughter,
Only the pain of life is hidden,
Which no one knows except this mind."
"The story of my life's happiness is very short,
Among which there is no language of laughter,
Only the pain of life is hidden,
Which no one knows except this mind."
I have heard the unspoken language of many people's minds,
"Couldn't do anything in life...?
I could not become the desire of anyone's heart...
I could not decorate my life beautifully,
I could not fulfil my hobbies,
In the end...
One day, the world will regret,
Maya will have to leave....!!!!!!"
"Couldn't do anything in life...?
I could not become the desire of anyone's heart...
I could not decorate my life beautifully,
I could not fulfil my hobbies,
In the end...
One day, the world will regret,
Maya will have to leave....!!!!!!"
"You are not mad, I and my mind are mad,
Why do you know?
Why do you know?
Because even after being hurt a hundred times
I think only of you."
I think only of you."
I had come to win someone,
I had come in search of someone,
I wanted to understand the meaning of life,
I could not explain, I went away as a traveller.
I had come in search of someone,
I wanted to understand the meaning of life,
I could not explain, I went away as a traveller.
Those who were groaning in the pain of life,
I wanted to give them the language of love,
I could not teach them to dream,
I could not explain the language of my heart.
I wanted to give them the language of love,
I could not teach them to dream,
I could not explain the language of my heart.
I wanted to be the leader of a changing era,
I wanted to be a guide,
Who knows the lost traveller!
I went away wordless, as a traveller.
I wanted to be a guide,
Who knows the lost traveller!
I went away wordless, as a traveller.
I am a traveller, I search for words in the dictionary,
I could not explain to them who I am,
Where does the boat of life go? Who knows this?
I could not speak pleasing words,
I am a lost traveller.
I could not explain to them who I am,
Where does the boat of life go? Who knows this?
I could not speak pleasing words,
I am a lost traveller.
I could not explain the meaning of life,
Who listens to whom, life is undecorating,
I wanted to decorate the boat of dreams,
I wanted to write the story of life's victory on blank paper,
I was helpless; I was unable to understand the meaning of living life.
Who listens to whom, life is undecorating,
I wanted to decorate the boat of dreams,
I wanted to write the story of life's victory on blank paper,
I was helpless; I was unable to understand the meaning of living life.
Life is only a struggle; one only understands the language of self-sacrifice.
Someone's separation story, someone's autobiography,
Someone's heartache, someone's conflict,
The world is really strange; it is impossible to explain.
Life would have been wonderful,
If I had decorated the boat of dreams,
That boat would have flown away with the waves of life.
Someone's separation story, someone's autobiography,
Someone's heartache, someone's conflict,
The world is really strange; it is impossible to explain.
Life would have been wonderful,
If I had decorated the boat of dreams,
That boat would have flown away with the waves of life.
In no time, you became someone else's,
I just kept watching,
I was helpless, could not say anything,
In the game of life, sometimes there is defeat and sometimes victory.
I just kept watching,
I was helpless, could not say anything,
In the game of life, sometimes there is defeat and sometimes victory.
I grew up seeing this,
Maybe today, someone would have accompanied me to the destination,
How much more happiness would have been,
Today I have reached my destination,
Maybe today, someone would have accompanied me to the destination,
How much more happiness would have been,
Today I have reached my destination,
I am alone; with whom should I share my joy?
I just kept watching you become someone else's.
I just kept watching you become someone else's.
Life is telling me something,
I have come alone in this world,
Don't worry, whether someone supports me or not,
Keep walking alone; this is the battlefield of war.
Have faith in yourself; your victory is certain.
I have come alone in this world,
Don't worry, whether someone supports me or not,
Keep walking alone; this is the battlefield of war.
Have faith in yourself; your victory is certain.
I have also told life two things,
I have come fighting,
I have seen the risks of life every moment,
Winning and losing are just a game,
Which I have been playing since childhood,
I am not the one to run away from the battlefield easily,
I have never kept any fear in my mind.
I have come fighting,
I have seen the risks of life every moment,
Winning and losing are just a game,
Which I have been playing since childhood,
I am not the one to run away from the battlefield easily,
I have never kept any fear in my mind.
I have fought the war every moment,
Every war has taught me something,
Fighting a war is a different kind of fun,
This fun would have been more.
If you were with me today.
Every war has taught me something,
Fighting a war is a different kind of fun,
This fun would have been more.
If you were with me today.
The course of life is so strange,
You have to turn even if you don't want to,
You have to pull back even if you don't want to,
Sometimes you look at the course, and sometimes you see something else.
You have to turn even if you don't want to,
You have to pull back even if you don't want to,
Sometimes you look at the course, and sometimes you see something else.
What a strange story life is.
Someone's blank paper is not filled,
Some are not able to fill in the blank paper,
And someone else is forced to fill it even if he doesn't want to, like me.
Someone's blank paper is not filled,
Some are not able to fill in the blank paper,
And someone else is forced to fill it even if he doesn't want to, like me.
I don't know how many stories I have written in the story of my life,
Maybe someone would have been there with me at my destination,
Happiness would have been a little more,
I would have also written something more about the story.
Maybe someone would have been there with me at my destination,
Happiness would have been a little more,
I would have also written something more about the story.
The destination is not found again and again,
Maybe those who have tried their luck,
They have also faced a lot of setbacks,
Those who have brought great luck.
Maybe those who have tried their luck,
They have also faced a lot of setbacks,
Those who have brought great luck.
The destination is found with a lot of hard work,
The one who doesn't know will call me very lucky,
And the one who knows will call me a very sad person,
And hardly anyone will call me a very hardworking person.
The one who doesn't know will call me very lucky,
And the one who knows will call me a very sad person,
And hardly anyone will call me a very hardworking person.
I have touched the destination,
Happiness has kissed my feet,
This happiness would have been more,
If you were with me today.
Happiness has kissed my feet,
This happiness would have been more,
If you were with me today.
I have touched that height,
where I am standing alone,
I see the world left behind,
I am a lonely bird flying,
How happy would I be today?
If you were with me today.
where I am standing alone,
I see the world left behind,
I am a lonely bird flying,
How happy would I be today?
If you were with me today.
You will see one day where I have reached,
You will see that day what you have lost,
You will remember me with tears,
You will tell your fate, you will plead.
You will see that day what you have lost,
You will remember me with tears,
You will tell your fate, you will plead.
You will regret it one day,
What have you lost? What is the use of crying now?
You have lost the diamond. What will be the use of regretting now?
When the birds have eaten the crop.
What have you lost? What is the use of crying now?
You have lost the diamond. What will be the use of regretting now?
When the birds have eaten the crop.
Amidst the struggle, today I have found the meaning of living,
Today, life has become wonderful, and I have complete happiness.
Today, my penance has been successful, and I have got mental peace.
The battle of life has been successful today; I have found the meaning of life.
Today, life has become wonderful, and I have complete happiness.
Today, my penance has been successful, and I have got mental peace.
The battle of life has been successful today; I have found the meaning of life.
1. Restlessness of the Mind and the Chaos of Life:-
The poem begins with deep unrest of the mind, where the poet rebels upon witnessing the chaos and futility of life. Endless efforts ending in failure and the burden of an ill-fated past crush the individual’s spirit. This feeling reveals the uncertainty of existence, where despair lurks at every step. The poet’s mind refuses to find peace—it burns in the fire of rebellion. It is a symbol of the modern human’s inner turmoil—an exhausted soul lost in the race of the external world, yearning for meaning. The poem connects the reader with their own anguish, asking: Is life truly this meaningless?
2. Silence Lost in Noise and the Fragmentation of Hearts:-
The noise echoing from all directions devours the inner silence, separating the voices of hearts. People writhe in pain, yet cannot express it to anyone. This sentiment depicts the irony of modern life, where outward chaos suppresses emotions. The language of silence dissolves into the noise, leaving the individual lonelier than ever. Here, the poet speaks of collective suffering—love, sorrow, and desires that remain unspoken. These lines compel the reader to ask: Does true communication still exist in our world? Amid the noise, the pain of silence becomes the deepest mystery of life.
3. Weeping in Solitude and the Acceptance of Fate:-
Resting the head on a pillow and weeping silently—this is the most touching scene of the poem. The poet says, “You were never meant to be mine,” yet the heart refuses to accept it. This conflict portrays the immortal longing of love, where intellect bows before fate, but the heart continues to rebel. In the secrecy of solitude, silent tears reveal unspoken grief. Here, the poem touches human fragility—the failure of acceptance, for emotions exist beyond reason. The reader sees their reflection here, reliving every story of lost love. Amid life’s harshness, this tenderness becomes a symbol of human depth.
4. Witness to the World’s Sorrows and the Poet’s Royal Sensibility:-
Like a wanderer, the poet roams through towns and villages, sensing the pain in people’s hearts. The silent tears remain unseen, yet the poet calls himself “the king of a million hearts.” Unknown tears are shed for him. This sentiment highlights the poet’s sensitivity—he is not merely a witness to pain but a companion in it. The poem celebrates the power of art, which gives voice to unspoken suffering. The poet feels blessed, for through him, countless unheard souls find expression. It inspires the reader to realise that sharing pain lightens its burden. The poet’s sense of kingship is filled with humility, carrying a message of human unity.
5. Echoes of Others’ Sorrows:-
The poem feels like an entry from a personal diary—where joy is rare, laughter has no language, and pain remains hidden. The unfulfilled dreams and suppressed desires of others—ending in regret—resonate deeply. This emotion echoes universal remorse, where life’s story remains incomplete. No one but the heart knows these pains. The poet lends them his voice, making them come alive and connecting the reader with their own untold story. These lines touch the existential question: Have we truly adorned our lives? Leaving the world with regret seems to be the fate of all. The poem stirs compassion, urging reflection on one’s incompleteness.
6. The Stubbornness and Rebellion of Love:-
“You are not mad—my heart is,” this line reveals the stubborn madness of love. Despite being hurt a hundred times, the heart thinks only of one person. The poem portrays a blend of purity and pain, where suffering refuses to fade. The rebellion of the heart challenges reason, immortalising love. It is the story of every lover—returning despite the wounds. The poet teaches that love itself is a beautiful madness that gives meaning to life, though it also brings pain—a never-ending cycle. This depth fills the reader with emotion, treating love as the true essence of existence.
7. The Wanderer’s Search and Failure:-
The poet came to win love, seek meaning, and teach dreams—but failed. He wished to be a leader, a guide, yet ended up a lost traveller. This feeling mirrors life’s uncertainty—an arrival with purpose, a departure without meaning. Wandering in search of words exposes the poet’s helplessness. The poem paints the breaking of ambition, where dreams collapse. The reader sees themselves in this wanderer—Where does the boat of life sail? Who truly knows? These lines kindle hope amid despair, reminding us that the journey itself is the destination. The poet’s silent departure deeply moves the heart.
8. The Disorder of Life and the Boat of Dreams:-
Life is disordered—no one listens; only struggle and sacrifice are understood. The poet longed to decorate the boat of dreams, yet the waves carried it away. This sentiment brings philosophical depth—the world is strange, filled with separation and conflict. Had dreams been cherished, life would have been beautiful. The poem unveils the irony of destiny, where desires often go in vain. It urges the reader to ponder: Can we truly steer our own boats? Life here is painted as a river—should we flow or fight against the current? The poet’s helpless tone evokes compassion but also reveals the beauty of perseverance.
9. Defeat in Love and the Witnessing Soul:-
“Before my eyes, you became someone else’s”—this line is a heart-wrenching portrayal of love’s defeat. The poet remains a helpless witness as the play of life unfolds. Success came, yet life felt incomplete in loneliness. This feeling exposes the pain of attachment—the agony of passivity. The poem views love as the complement of existence; without it, joy is incomplete. The reader’s heart aches, recalling their own stories. Life is victory in one place, defeat in another—but without companionship, all feels empty. These lines reach an emotional peak, teaching that love is indispensable to life.
10. Liberation from Struggle: The Final Peace:-
The poem’s climax is the realisation of meaning through struggle—life becomes beautiful, the penance fulfilled, peace attained. It is the journey from despair to hope, victory over inner conflict. The wanderer becomes still, content upon finding meaning. The poem inspires—pain is the doorway to peace. Its message: Struggle, and you will find purpose. These closing lines radiate optimism, turning life into a vision of beauty. Attaining inner peace gives the poem its completeness, filling the reader with renewed energy and serenity.
Conclusion:-
This poem symbolises the journey of life—from turmoil to tranquillity, from yearning to fulfilment, from defeat to victory. The poet wanders like a seeker—pursuing love and dreams—but discovers meaning through struggle. Its essence lies in pain, rebellion, loneliness, and liberation—inviting the reader to connect with their own inner wounds. Love, seen as the essence of existence, blends emotion with philosophy. The message is clear: Adorn your dreams, embrace the struggle, and find peace. This poem not only shares pain but also ignites hope—singing the eternal song of humanity’s unity.
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