Bachaey ki duaa
lab pe aatii hai duaa banake tamannaa merii
zindagii shammaa kii surat ho Khudaayaa merii
duur duniyaa kaa mere dam a.Ndheraa no jaaye
har jagah mere chamakane se ujaalaa ho jaaye
ho mere dam se yuu.N hii mere watan kii ziinat
jis tarah phuul se hotii hai chaman kii ziinat
zindagii ho merii parawaane kii surat yaa rab
ilm kii shammaa se ho mujhako mohabbat yaa rab
ho meraa kaam Gariibo.n kii himaayat karanaa
dard-ma.ndo.n se zaiifo.n se mohabbat karanaa
mere allaah buraaii se bachaanaa mujhako
nek jo raah ho us raah pe chalaanaa mujhako
poem by Allama Muhammad Iqbal
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Ahead of the Stars
sitaaro.n se aage jahaa.N aur bhii hai.n
abhii ishq ke imtihaa.N aur bhii hai.n
taahii zindagii se nahii.n ye fazaaye.n
yahaa.N saika.Do.n kaaravaa.N aur bhii hai.n
kanaa'at na kar aalam-e-rang-o-bu par
chaman aur bhii, aashiyaa.N aur bhii hai.n
agar kho gayaa ek nasheman to kyaa Gam
maqaamaat-e-aah-o-fugaa.N aur bhii hai.n
tuu shahii.n hai parwaaz hai kaam teraa
tere saamane aasmaa.N aur bhii hai.n
isii roz-o-shab me.n ulajh kar na rah jaa
ke tere zamiin-o-makaa.N aur bhii hai.n
gae din kii tanhaa thaa mai.n a.njuman me.n
yahaa.N ab mere raazadaa.N aur bhii hai.n
poem by Allama Muhammad Iqbal
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Kash...
kash....
Kabhi aap samajh paate
Mere shabdo ki nahi
Mere hriday ki bhasha.
Dekh paate,
Mere hotho ke muskarahat ke pare
Mere palko me chuupi ghata.
Kabhi sunte mere sannate
Ki bojhal vayatha.
Mehsoos karte
Har saaans me
bujhti,
jalti
Mere sapno ki shama.
Kabhi jaan pate
iss nashwar se deh
me base
aatman ki ankahi dastann.
Par shayad
Ye hona na tha
Hume youn tooth kar bikharna hi tha
Aap aakhir marichika ho mere ragistan ke
Yo aap ko paakar khona hi tha.
Par phir bhi
kash...
kabhi aap....-anjali
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Life does not mean mere karma or mere bhakti or mere jnana.
quote by Vinoba Bhave
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I must take issue with the term 'a mere child,' for it has been my invariable experience that the company of a mere child is infinitely preferable to that of a mere adult.
quote by Fran Lebowitz
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Mujhe Aaj Jaane Na Do
Rok lo
Bas, Aaj rok lo
Mujhe jaane na do.
Ke dum tood dene do
Bas tham kar haath mera
Tum raho.
Shayad,
Dard thoda kam hoga.
Rok lo,
Tumhe shayad maloom na ho
Ek chota sa gharonda hai
Hamara,
Tumhare dil he mei.
Hume youn beghar na karo.
Rok lo,
Tumhe shayad maloom na ho
Sanso se tumhare
Kahi bandhi hai bandhan
Humare sanso ki
Hume youn jeete ji dafn na karo.
Rok lo
Hume youn rooth kar jaane na do
Tumhe shayad maloom na ho
Mere nazro ke darpan me dekho
Tumhi chayya
Tumhi pratibimb mere.
Tumhi ho rab
Tumhi maseeha mere.
Tumhi jawab
Tumhi enteha mere.
Tumhi ho labzj
Tumhi khamoshi mere.
Tumhi raasta
Tumhi manzil mere.
Rok lo
Bas Aaj rok lo
Mujhe jaane na do.
-anjali
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Tum Kabhi Samajh Paate
Tum kabhi samajh paate
Tum mere liye kya ho
Kabhi mujh me bas ke
Meri nazaro se dekho.
Tum khawab ho,
Tumhi hakikat.
Tum ghana aandhera
Tumhi meri satrangi rangat.
Kabhi oodha hai
Tumhe
Banake jeevan.
Kabhi uttara hai
Samajh ke kafan.
Tumhi pyaas janmo ka
Jise labo ko hai intezar.
Tumhi ho sagar jisme
Doob kar maroo bar bar.
Tum ko kaise batau
Kya ho tum mere,
Kabhi prashan ho,
Kabhi jawab mere.
Kabhi mujh me bas ke
Meri nazaro se dekho.-anjali
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Mere life is not a victory, mere death is not a defeat.
Transformation (2)
at first i was just a mere word
so i transformed myself into a sentence
and then not contented with what i am
a mere sound and syllable
an idea, a conceived meaning
i opted to have some cells
i learned how to make myself many
so i got duplicates and multiples
until i began to have a body
some hands and feet until i began
to have a definite form like circles and
squares and cubes until i became a man
and then i regretted all these
i went back to what i was
a mere word
now looking still
for my own meaning.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Taqdeer
Apni ungliyon ko dedo mere haathon mein,
Meri lakeerein unhein chhoona chahti hain,
Ki shayad unki taqdeer badal jaaye...
Place your fingers
in the palms of my hands,
the lines of my destiny wish to touch them
may be their destiny will change then...
poem by Always Aparna
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Laag ja Gale Tu..
ROMENTIC POEM-
Laag ja Gale Tu, Meel ke khoJa kaHi Tu...
Laag ja Gale Tu...
Ruk na Na mEre DiL a SambhaLja jaRa, feesaL Na kabhI Tu Auro Pe kabhI.
Hey Naadan Tu Hey Bada Maan chala, Tu Behek NA Jana U Ruthe k kabhI,
Laag Ja Gale tu..Ruk na Na mEre DIL a sambhaLja jara
Pehlu to Har Labaz me Sama jate Hey.
tu mere Aagosh me samaja..A DIL sambhalja.
pyar to ibadad hey jo meelati hey DILO Ko..
tera intzar bhi karke bethe hey kabse..
Na tum aye na tumri parchi bhi..
LOOT tu aaja jara...Ruk na Na mere dil a sambhalja jara
Laag ja Gale Tu, meeL ke khoja kahi Tu...
Laag ja Gale tu...
Ruk na Na mere dil a sambhalja jara...
poem by Sandeep Jahaal
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Hindi Poem- Ankahi
Aaj kagaz pe syahi failane ka man to bahut hain,
Par kuch nahi hain khas,
Kash aaj main kuch likh pati,
Kash kuch keh pati,
Par pata nahi kyun,
Aaj shabd nahi hain mere pas,
Kin khayaalo ke bare me sochu main,
Jab kuch lamhe hi nahi saheje apne pas,
Kuch dhundhli yaadein bhi nahi mere sath,
Kya bayaan karu aaj jazbaat apne,
Kuch jazbaat hi nahi mere pas,
Jazbaat chodo,
Lagta hai aaj kehne ko to apni saasein bhi nahi mere pas,
Log kehte hai... jazbaat aur saasein to dil me basti hain,
Lagta hain... Aaj shayad dil hi nahi mere pas....
poem by Apurva Jain
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Bhage Jaa Rahe Hai
Bhage ja rahe hai,
Na jane dur kis se.
Sochte hai,
janmoo ka ho
Tum me
Hum me
Phasla.
Na tum meri
Har saans mei
Dard banker basoo,
Na hum tumhari
Nazaroo mei khatke
Beaabroo dastan banker.
Yo meelo meel
Bhagte rahe
Aur
Har baar,
Har raah
Le jaati rahi
Tum tak.
Hum phaslee badhate rahe
Aur
Har phasla kareeb lata gaya
Tum tak.
Nahi jante hai,
Kyun har raah
Tum par youn
ruke?
Kyun har phasla
Tumhe aur kareeb laye?
Nahi jante hai,
Kya baandhe rakhta hai
Meri saanso ko
Tumhare dard ke saath.
Par hum phir bhi
Bhagee ja rahe hai
Na jaane duur kis se.-anjali
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Effortless Superiority
there he sits comfortably
without having to do
anything
much to my envy
he gets everything
love, fame, fortune
luxury, prestige, position
everything by the mere
color of his skin by the
mere sound of his name
by reason of his lineage
and genes and
his being
chosen
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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MERE MoLLA
song Lyrixx-
Molla...Molla...Ali Molla..
tuje pe vari jau...
tere Reham mo karam pe sadke jau....
mere molla...mere Ali molla.....
jaan Bhi Dedu tu AgAR Kahe....
Tere been Na rahu is jahaa me...
Ab Na sukan...Na chen ise jahaan me....
Molla....Molla....Ali Molla......
Molla...Molla...Ali Molla..
tuje pe vari jau...
tere Reham mo karam pe sadke jau....
mere molla...mere Ali molla.....
Lut rahi HE muje ye jahaa ki janjire....
ho rahi judda ye sarhade......
muje le chal tere Dar pe molla....
muje le chal tere dar pe molla.......
Molla...Molla...Ali Molla..
tuje pe vari jau...
tere Reham mo karam pe sadke jau....
mere molla...mere Ali molla.....
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SANDEEP JAHAAl
poem by Sandeep Jahaal
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The Room That Was Locked
we talk about nothing last night
and for the past few nights about the room that was locked.
long time ago, even the mere mention of that room
they remember, the old folks always reminded us
of the penalties, for the mere use of words,
and there was fear and there was the suppressed silence
that eventually bothered each of those who thought about it,
except for one man, who one day, with all his anger,
got a bit piece of wood, the one left by the termites,
and hit the room that was always locked, and when its
door was broken, they all went it, to know what secret lies
inside the abandoned room that was forbidden.
to their aghast, there is nothing there.
except perhaps, the mere fear about its being forbidden.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Kya The Tum
Sach mein
Sacchayi the?
Ya koi sawapan the
Khuli aankho ke?
Tum the
Ya
hava ka jhooka tha,
Bin dastak diye hi
Jo Ghoos aaya tha
Mere darwaje se.
Tum the
Ya
koi aanjan se dhadkan thi
Mere hi dil ki
Aanjane hi dhadak gaya jo
Pal bhar ke liye?
Kon the?
Meri hi chaya ke
pratibimb?
iitne parichit
Ya
mere hi mann ki koi
apratisthit uudan
Kon the?
Sach mein
Sacchayi the?
Ya koi sawapan the
Khuli aankho ke?
poem by Anjali Kakati
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In Marriage, Love Speaks
in marriage, words are useless
with a mere wink, the other knows what the other wants.
with a mere touch, their world merge
like birds having their own song as language
love, love, and the gaze, this is all that speaks.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You And I
you and i
mere illusions
created through
this body to test our
strength and resolve to
loosen this grip on the earth
you and i
mere shadows
of a great light playing
an eternal hide and seek
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Saddam Husain ka Paigham America ke naam
Kahan mumkin junoo mera aseer-e-daam ho jaaye, Shahadat hi meri mujh ko mera in-aam ho jaaye, Yahan ke bachche bachche se tujhe hushyaar rahna hai, Inheen mein se koi bachcha na kal Saddam ho jaaye.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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A Landscape By Courbet
Low lies the mere beneath the moorside, still
And glad of silence: down the wood sweeps clear
To the utmost verge where fed with many a rill
Low lies the mere.
The wind speaks only summer: eye nor ear
Sees aught at all of dark, hears aught of shrill,
From sound or shadow felt or fancied here.
Strange, as we praise the dead man's might and skill,
Strange that harsh thoughts should make such heavy cheer,
While, clothed with peace by heaven's most gentle will,
Low lies the mere.
poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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