How Do I Read My Janam Kundli

If I look into a mirror what I see?

the other day I undo the last remaining boxes

old notebooks, diaries, school books, poems, photos of my youth I remembered as I was

What I have experienced and suffered

My hopes unrealized

Friendships finite Same

days ago I was finishing unpacking my things

Old notebooks, school diaries, poetry books, pictures of my adolescence

I Remembered the way I was

What I lived and Suffered

My Hopes unfulfilled

My Past Friendships

I used to live in the past

now appreciate the value of the word

Forget

Once I used to live in the past

Now I appreciate The Meaning of the word

Forget

an error

Forget Forget Forget love

a snub

Forget a bad haircut

forget the years of school does well
Forget

Forget a mistake

Forget one love

Forget a slight

Forget a bad haircut

Forget school years
Forget feels good

I did something I never thought you could do

I threw everything I

looked at those things, the life that I do not own anymore

There's a me perpetually in mourning

Neither a

me that reads and writes poems melancholy

There are no more wrong my loves

There are things I forget to go

I never want to turn around to look back or to keep memories

scomodi dentro a una scatola

E' stato liberatorio, nessun rimpianto

So I did something I would never imagine I could

I threw everything away

I looked at those things, that life

which no longer belonged to me

No more myself always in mourning

No more myself writing and reading sad poems

No more my wrongs relationships

There are things that must be forgotten to move forward

I don't want to turn my eyes behind

Don't want to keep uncomfortable memories in a box

I felt free, no regrets

What remains now of this girl?

If I look in the mirror I still can not find the extroverted girl

talking to strangers in buses

eyes of those who are smart to combine a

What remains now of That young girl?

If I look into the mirror I can still see the extrovert child

who used to talk to strangers on a bus

The smart gaze of someone who's up to something

are still top of the class who likes to do things the right way or nothing

I'm still the top of the Makes class who best things

or nothing

that I'm still a bit 'indecisive that sometimes it takes a lifetime to choose a

dress, a pizza or to say "I like you"

But then just a moment to recognize the really important things

I'm Still The One Who Takes a bit undecided to choose a life

a dress, a pizza ot to say "I like you"

But It Takes Few Seconds to Recognize what is really important

that which filled the drawers of dreams and desires

and then gets a lots of questions before you take out a

But if it's the right one sooner or later the conquest

The one who fills drawers with dreams and expectations

but puts a lot of questions before take one out

If it's the right one sooner or later it will come true

Sono quella che resta sempre un po' in disparte

solitaria e silenziosa

che vede troppo e con troppe cose da dire

ma che alla fine bisogna sapere quando stare zitti

I'm the one who stays a bit apart

lonely and silent

who sees too much and too many things to be said

but at last shall know when you'd better shut up

Sono quella che legge qualunque cosa, ovunque e comunque

che sottolinea i libretti di istruzione

che sfoglia i giornali al supermercato

che legge le trame di tutti i nuovi romanzi in libreria ma poi sceglie

quello con la copertina più colorata e allegra

perchè ora posso permettermi di essere un po' frivola

I'm the one who reads anything, anywhere and anyway

who underlines instruction books

who flips magazine in a supermarket

who reads all plots of new novels in a bookshop but

then choose the most colorful and happy cover

for afterall I can allow myself to be a bit frivolous

Sono quella che mi piace fare le cose insieme agli altri

perchè due è

always better than one and more is better

But more often finds himself doing everything alone

I'm the one who likes to do things together

Because two is better Than One

and more is the best

But Usually turns out to do all by herself

I'm the one who lives with her brain always on

many thoughts that talk to each other

and at the end does not know which voice to listen

lives in disorder, but sometimes when you clean in his life can be very definitive

I'm the one with my brain always on

many thoughts in conversation

I do not know Which Shall listen to voice

Sometimes I live in a mess But When I make my life in order

can be much resolute

the end the beautiful be

great is that you can choose who you want to be

But only children can afford

to be who we really are

Eventually the nice things is of growing

You can choose what you want be

But children can only be to allow Themselves

What They Already are

} {Stephanie Rausser

All the grownups were first children

But few of them remember

-Saint Exupery, The Little Prince