Vijay Chauhan

You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise.   Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops. Weakened by my soulful cries. Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard 'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin' in my own back yard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs?  Out of the huts of history's shame I ris...

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand- How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep- while I weep! O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream?                                                    Vijay Chauhan

From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life- was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form When the rest of Heaven was blue Of a demon in my view.                                                 Vijay Chauhan

If my daughter ever comes to me and asks me if I think she is pretty I will say NO You are so much more than pretty you are beautiful If my daughter ever comes to me with tears stains on her face telling me her heart's been broken by the boy she thought was the one even though she may only be 14, or 16, or 21 I will not ask who it was I will simply hold her until the pain stops whether it be minutes or hours or even days and buy her some chocolate, of course If my daughter ever comes to me and shows me the scars on her wrists and her legs and her sides I will not look away horrified I will simply show her how a little bit of time and a little bit of cream can heal all wounds even those of the heart If my daughter ever comes to me and shows me her sharp hip bones jutting out and her soft ribcage peeking out I will not call her crazy or any awful name I will simply hold her soft enough that her bones may not break and walk her along the all too fam...

શું કરવી હવે ફરીયાદ જીંદગીની, ભગવાન કરે ન આવે ફરી યાદ જીંદગીની, હતા ઉમળકા આબાદ જીંદગીનાં, આવે છે આંસું જોઇ બરબાદ જીંદગીની, સુખની સરીતા ક્યાંય ન દીઠી આ બદંનસીબ જીંદગીની, દુખનો તો દરીયો મળ્યો જુઓ દશા નિર્દય જીંદગીની, માંગ્યું હતું સ્થાન નાનકડું લોકોનાં હદયમાં, યાદ સુધ્ધાં નથી હવે લોકોને આ જીંદગીની, મથે છે માનવ હવે આંસુંઓથી ઓલવવા આગ જીંદગીની, સળગતી જ જાય છે ને માંગે છે ભીખ શીતલ જીંદગીની, પ્રેમ ભરેલા હદયથી ઓલવાય આ આગ જીંદગીની, હદય છે ફુટેલા અહીં, ક્યાંથી ઓલવાય આ આગ જીંદગીની, ભર્યુ છે હ્દય મીઠી તાદોથી જીંદગીની, બંધાય છે યાદોના વાદળ નભોમંડળમાં એ જ મીઠી યાદોનાં વાદળ ઠરતાં, આંખોથી આંસું બની વરસે છે યાદ જીંદગીની.                                                          વિજય ચૌહાણ, બોટાદ

વિજય વિજય કરવાથી એમ કંઇ વિજય મળતો નથી. સંઘર્ષ કરવો પડે છે એમ કંઇ વિજય રસ્તે રઝળતો નથી. જુઓ હદયનાં ખુણામાં તમારા નીરખીને, હદયમાં જ બેઠો છે વિજય એમ કંઇ નીકળતો નથી. જે હોય ડરપોક તેને વિજય મળતો નથી. નીડરનાં હદયને વિજય કદી છોડતો નથી. સેકડો જીંદગીઓ હોમાય છે વિજય માટે, લોહીલુહાણ થવું પડે છે એમનામ વિજય કંઇ મળતો નથી. વિજય છે નામ મારું એમ સમજી વિજયની વાત કરતો નથી. પણ હાલાત જીદગીનાં એવા છે કે વિજયને જ વિજય મળતો નથી. અફસોસ નથી કે હારી ગયો વિજય ખુદ જીદગીને, આશ્ચર્ય એ છે કે જીવનયુધ્ધમાં બધા હારે છે વિજય કોઇને મળતો નથી.                                                                       વિજય ચૌહાણ, બોટાદ

Every time you say I love you, My heartbeat goes insane. The sensation of your love for me Is almost like a pain. And the sparkle in your eyes Every time we speak, It sends shivers down my spine And makes my body weak. Every time you say I love you, Your smile lights up my face, Makes me melt all over, While my heart begins to race. And when you kiss me softly, My lips quiver at the touch. I am overwhelmed with joy That you love me very much. My whole being surrenders With everything you do, And all because those precious words You say .... are .... I LOVE YOU.   man more by Shelagh Bullman Published: January 2010 Every time you say I love you, My heartbeat goes insane. The sensation of your love for me Is almost like a pain. And the sparkle in your eyes Every time we speak, It sends shivers down my spine And makes my ...

Your lips so soft and red. The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head.        Your beauty so bright and warm, shinning through the darkest storm. Your eyes sparkle like stars in the night sky. When I stare into them I feel like I am soaring high. My love for you is pure and true. I never stop thinking of you. The sound of your voice saying, "I love you," makes my heart pound, because I know my one and only I've truly found. I promise to love you for every moment of forever, and when everything else crumbles, I will never. I am your armor to protect you from harm, like you are to me, a lucky charm. For you are my heart, my soul. Dear, you are my whole world.   take my breath away? How did I get so lucky? How are you perfect in every single way? Your laugh should be illegal because it's too cute. I never want to spend a minute without you. The way you kiss me takes my breath away. Seeing you is the best part of my day. You are ...

Would It Be Ok? © Ryan Stiltz Published: February 2016 Would it be ok if I took some of your time? Would it be ok if I wrote you a rhyme? Would it be ok if I opened my heart? Would it be ok if I took on the part Of being your man and showed you a view, One that only a real man could do? Would it be ok if I could make you smile? Would it be ok if I held you awhile? Would it be ok if I kissed your face? Would it be ok if I were to replace All the men in your past that just wouldn't do And vow to be faithful and always be true? Would it be alright to look in your eyes? Would it be alright to never tell lies? Would it be alright to find a way? Would it be alright to long for the day To pull you close and whisper in your ear And tell you our feelings are nothing to fear? Would it be ok if I too...

  You are my angel Some people believe there is a one, The one who points your way to the sun. A person they believe makes them complete, The one who will support when facing defeat. You are my angel, my one and only, My forever love, so we'll never be lonely. You've brought to my life all your love and care. It made me see when I realized how rare It is to meet your angel, or their lifetime one, Through you and my children, whose life has begun. What you've done, you've illuminated my soul. It's you and your love that has made me whole. The feel of your love, your soft touch and caress, We're tight, so close; your heart beats in my chest. All that we have always felt missing before. Though I love you today, tomorrow it will be more. Our love is life; we are the strongest tree, Which will always grow forever, like you and me. You have opened my heart and held it so dear. You are my angel and will always keep it near. You have seen m...