A Marathi poem....on love and its varied meanings...( inspired from the original)

Prem manjhe prem manjhe prem asta...
Kadhi tula hava tasa
Kadhi mala hava tasa asta...

Kadhi panya chya leharat asta...
Kadhi aagi chya tilmit asta...

Prem manjhe prem manjhe prem asta....

Kadhi manat asta...
Kadhi othanvar yeun thambta...
Kadhi bolayla lavta...
Kadhi khup radovta...

Pan hay prem manjhe prem manjhe prem asta...

Kadhi tula hava tasa...
Kadhi mala hava tasa asta...

Kadhi tuza dhirya asta...
Kadhi tuza Bhai asta...
Kadhi ek god athvan anta...
Kadhi rusun kuthe lapun basta...

Pan hech aahe prem...
Karayla koni shikvat nahi...
Manala koni thambvat nahi...

Karan.. prem manjhe prem manjhe prem asta..

Kadhi tula hava tasa...
Kadhi mala hava tasa asta....

Where are we.....

Would the sun shine like it should....
Would it make everyone laugh like it should...
Would the rains not bring the tears...
I hope the cold doesn't make people feel their fears...

Oh why is there so much bad outside...
Oh why can't people feel the happiness inside....
Oh why did we even know what it is to hate...
When we don't even understand and comprehend how much love takes...
Oh why can't people live and love others, oh why they don't even feel to care for others...
How much does it take to know that everyone has a life...so when u fear for yours, you need to feel that others too have just one and only one life...

Oh they say man is becoming an animal,
I beg to disagree, cause the day he would it would be for the better and would end this anarchy it's playing free...
Cause a man is man right now just the meaning has changed... He feels tad hollow and he feels drained....

Why we live is because we wish to do so...
Why we enjoy this world because we want to feel so...
Why we laugh cause it makes our heart leap with joy...
In simple things are hidden the beautiful moments to live life...

We need to turn and love what it is to feel ...oh c'mon people we are not dead yet we are not rotten... It would take few steps to know what's needed and what's needed to be forgotten...

We are not slave of our mind it's what we are made of...
We are not demon kind that we don't feel the pain of...
We are what we are but let's restore that faith in ourselves and do whatever good it takes...

Do whatever it takes....

I just wrote this...feeling things I wanted to...