Tree Plantation Ped lagayen, Paryawaran bachayen
Vrikash paryawaran ki shan hain
Vrikashon ko na katen hum
Ped lagayen, paryawaran bachyen
Vrikash hamari jaan hain.
Vrikash lagana acchi baat hai
Par Vrikash ki rakasha bhi Karen
Apne swarth ki khatir
Ped kaatna galat baat hai.
Ped pradushan se hame bachte
Ped hi barish late hain
Ped hi sunder fal hain dete
Aur hamari sehat banate.
Ped hamari khatir jeete
Kitna bada hai unka upkar
Khud sahkar dhoop aur toofan
Dete hame thandi bayar(Hawa) .
Vrikash hamare bade kimti
Inhe yun hi na barbad Karen
“Deep” eke k ped lagakar
Ghar apna aabaad Karen.
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Humanity poem in Hindi by Deepak kumar deep
Aasman me sitaron ko
kisi se ladte dekha hai?
kya suraj chanda taaron ko
raushni sene se adhte dekha hai.
Kya kabhi shikayat ki hai hawa ne
ki mai muft me kyon bahun
nadee ke sheetal jal se poocho
kya kabhi inkar kiya usne
apna jal dene se..
Pashu pakshai bhi apne anusar
sewa jagat ki kare hain
pedh paudhe sabhi ke liye hai
dhoof, chon, hawa
verna, jaati, dekh nahi dete..
Kintu,
ye insan hi aisa kyon
apni khudgarj lalsaon ki khatir
dusron ka sukh chain cheen raha
''Manavta'' sabad ki to isne
hinsha hi kar dali hai.
Aakhir kyon hai aisa insan.
Ham bhi apne aham ko tyagen
aur manavta apnayen
jitna ho ham sabse,
par sewa se punya kamayen
laden na ham baat baat par
prem se har baat sulghayen
jab ek prabhu ke balak hain ham
fir kaisa hai ghagda
chod ninda nafrat ko
har manav ko gale lagayen
chote baden ki baaten ab
rahne hi den kitabon me
saccha pyar karke sabse
is jeevan ko safal banayen.
Aakhir kyon ke is sawal ko
ye jahan kyon duhraye
aisi karni bane hamari,
'deep' jag me ujiyara ho jaye...
poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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Aise Hain Anna Hamare...
Khuskismat hain hum sare
mile hame jo Anna Hazare
Sath do milkar duniya walon
Pakar inke Har ek ishaare
Khuskismat hain hum sare
mile hame jo Anna Hazare
Diya hai maa ne ratna hame
Jo sabki aankhon ke hain tare
Desh ki khatir jee rahe jo
Aise hain Annaa hamare
Khuskismat hain hum sare
mile hame jo Anna Hazare
Hoga khatam ab bhrastachar
Anna ki ye har saans Pukare
Swarg sa sunder bane ye desh
khushiyon ke hon har or nazare
Khuskismat hain hum sare
mile hame jo Anna Hazare
Ishwar do sadbudhhi sabko
Karte gunah kyon itne sare
Rukhsat hoge duniya se “deep’’
Hoga na kuch sath tumhare
Khuskismat hain hum sare
mile hame jo Anna Hazare
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Desh ki khatir
Bhadta hi ja raha hai Karwan
Aazadi ke Deewano ka
Kya khoob nazara hai
Shamma ke Parwano ka
Ched diya hai jung dusra
Bhrashtachar ki khatir
Nahi chodna hai unko
Ho chahe jitney bhi Shatir
Kin Shabdon me tariff karun
desh hamara bada kimti
Isko hame nahi hai khona
meri yahi hai tumse Vinti
Jaago zara neend se apne
Desh ko har haal me bachana hai
Hamari khatir lad rahe jo
Hame unka sath nibhana hai
Sone ki chidiyon wala desh
Aaj mahangai ke hanthon mar raha
Corruption bhi badha hai itna
Sab kuch hi khona pad raha
Lokpal bill ko lana hai
Bhrashtachar mitana hai
Sabhi ko rojgar dilakar
Berozgari ko hatana hai.
Gar Khatam huwa bhrashtachar
Khushiyan aayengi besumar
Jhel rahe jo mahangai ki maar
“Deep” sawarega ghar sansar.
Poet
Deepak Kumar 'deep'
16-09-2011
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Diwali Poem, Diwali ke is tyohar ko
Raam prabhu jab van se aaye
Ayodhyavasi khusi manaye
Saji Ayodhya dulhan jaisi
Sabne ghar me diye jalaye.
Tab se mana raha har koi
Diwali ke is tyohar ko
Jeet huwi hai sach ki hardam
Sandesh hai ye sansaar ko
Thaal saje hain deepon se
Hathon me phulon ki mala
Deep se deep jale chaun orr
Door andhera huwa uzzla.
Rang birange balbon se hi
Saja huwa hai har ek aangan
Main nahi kahta kahte sare
Parav hai kitna ye manbhawan.
Amber me bhi chamke tare
Rocket jo aakash me jate
Wo bhi khud ko rok na pate
Dekhne ko wo zami pea ate.
Kitni sunder hai ye dharti
Par pradhushan ne kiya prahar
Deewali me jalte patakhe lakhon
Jo karte watavaran ko bekar.
Pran Karen is diwali par
Nahi chuvenge koi bom
Hamari dharti bachi rahe
Tute na insano ka dum.
Khao khub, khilao khub
Har insan ko gale lagayen
‘deep’ Mubarak deta sabko
Milkar ye tyohar manayen.
poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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Chitke pyare taare in hindi by deepak kumar deep
Neele neele amber par,
chitke pyare taare hain..
Suraj ki kirno se,
chamakte ye saare hain..
kabhi ladhte n ghagarte ye,
milkar sare rahte hain....
door door tak dhara pe,
ujiyara ye karte hain.......
shwet dhawal prakesh se apne,
bhoole pathik ko raah dikhate..
karo nishwarth sewa sabki,
''deep'' paath yahi padhte.......
''Poet''
deep ak kumar ''deep''
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23-11-08
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Shayaris (In Hindi...)
1.
Tumhare dil ne dastak dee
Lo hum aa gaye,
Tumhare isi ada pe
Hum toh ghayal ho gaye
2.
Aankhon ke saamne rehta hain
Bus tera he chehra
Tere liye he bani hoon
Saja lena tum ab sehra!
3.
Paani ke ek boondh ki tarah
Tum mere dil se beh gaye
Lekin inn aankhon par
Hazaron boondh chod gaye!
4.
Yeh nigahe badi tez hain
Ek din tumhe khoj lengi,
Na behne dena aansu inse
Yeh hamari jaan le lengi!
5.
Kal ka kya bharosa
Kyu na taqdeer ko aaj he aazma le
Aaj he mein khush raho yaro
Kya pata, kal ho na ho!
poem by Kavita Iyer
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Tentacles of Time
Sadho Ye Murdon Ka Gaon
Peer Mare, Pygambar Mari Hain
Mari Hain Zinda Jogi
Raja Mari Hain, Parja Mari Hain
Mari Hain Baid Aur Rogi
Chanda Mari Hain, Suraj Mari Hain
Mari Hain Dharni Akasa
Chaudan Bhuvan Ke Chaudhry Mari Hain
In Hun Ki Ka Asa
Nauhun Mari Hain, Dus Hun Mari Hain
Mari Hain Sahaj Athasi
Tethis Koti Devata Mari Hain
Badi Kaal Ki Bazi
Naam Anam Anant Rehat Hai
Duja Tatva Na Hoi
Kahe Kabir Suno Bhai Sadho
Bhatak Maro Mat Koi
English Translation
Oh Sadhu This is the Village of the Dead
The Saints Have Died, The God-Messengers Die
The Life-Filled Yogis Die Too |
The Kings Die, The Subjects Die
The Healers and the Sick Die Too ||
The Moon Dies, The Sun Dies
The Earth and Sky Die Too |
Even the Caretakers of the Fourteen Worlds Die
Why Hope For Any of These ||
The Nine Die, The Ten Die
The Eighty Eight Die Easily Too |
The Thirty Three Crore Devatas Die
It's a Big Game of Time ||
The Un-Named Naam Lives Without Any End
There is No Other Truth ||
Says Kabir Listen Oh Sadhu
Don't Get Lost and Die ||
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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Basti
Shayad Murdon Ki Basti Mein
Bas Rahe Hain Hum
Log Kitne Bejaan, Berukhe Se Hain
Gham Ke Sannate Mein
Doobe Hue Se Hain...
Shayad Isliye
Zinda Laashon Ki Bheed Mein
Maut Ki Kafan Pahne
Mar-Mar Ke Sab
Jee Rahe Hain Hum
(in remembrance of holocaust though could be true of today's society too...replete with stoicism, apathy and depression)
poem by Always Aparna
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Poem on Indian Classicl Music
Dhun jab dil se nikar kar
Hothon par aa jate hain
Wo bol bol rahte nahi
Fir Sangeet ban jaate hain
Kala, nritya Sahitya prem
Sangeet ke ye ang hain
Pop gazal bhav Sangeet
Gane kea lag dhang hain
Lay taal aur bandish
Susangeet ki pahchan hai
Saralta samrasta se
Badti iski shaan hai
Shashtriya sangeet lupt ho raha
Aao iski chat jagayen
“Deep” Raphi Kishore banker
Bhartiya Sangeet ki garima badhayen.
poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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New Year Poem in Hindi by Deepak Kumar Deep
Aman chain ki pawan chale aur
Dharti par khushihali aaye
Khila rahe yun har ek gulshan
Kali koi na murjha paye.
Shans len saken sabhi chain ki
Gamon ke badal na mandrayen
abhishap bane na karm hamara
Chhod paap ko punya kamayen.
milkar rahenge hum sab sare
pal! chahe jaisa bhi aaye
Ghreena vair aur Nafrat taj ke
Hriday me bhi prem basayen.
Sath na jana kuch bhi yaron
Mahal ho jitna aalishan
sada raha na koi yahan par
rank ho chahe ya sultan.
Maut to hai ek kadwi goli
jo sabhi ko khani padti hai
lagta suna sara jahan fir
kyon vyarth me jhagda karti hai.
apne ban jate hain begane
Jinhe bhi apna kahte hain
bhul ke gum wo maut ka tere
giddha, bhangdha karte hain.
naye saal me nayi umang ho
na tangdily badhaali aaye
Bhare rahen bhandare sabke
Sabhi diwali eid manayen.
Na ho koi aatanki hamla
apne hon ya hon begane
chaman na uzade kisi ke ghar ka
gayen khushi ke sabhi tarane.
Tajke dooree dilon se apne
manavta ka farz nibhayen.
'deep'bhulakar bhed bhav ko
Sabhi ko apne gale lagayen.
HAPPY NEW YEAR-2012
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New Year Poem- Saal Naya Ho Deepak Kumar Deep
Is duniyan ki reet purani
baad subah ke hoti shaam
rang birangi is duniyan ka
hona ek din kam tamam.
Suraj chanda sabhi hain badle
badle dharti aur aasman
Jisam hain badle rab na badla
issi ko kahte hain bhagwan.
Prabhu amar aur avinashi
Iska kabhi bhi nash na hota
Issi se raushan duniyan sari
Bin iske prakash na hota.
karwat li hai waqut ne jab jab
Satyug, treta dwapar aaya
har yug me ye rup badlta
jaisa jab bhi samay hai aaya.
ho laddu kitna bhi tedda
par hum aam usse na kahte hain
jab raam ek hai is duniya ka
fir bhram me hum kyon rahte hain.
Apne bhi badal hain jaate
jab saya dukh ka aata hai
nirasha, dukh, takleef me
bas ye hi sath nibhata hai.
failao daman issi ke aage
sab issi ke mang ke khate hain
par murakh aur agyani log
kha ke iska isko aankh dikhte hain.
satguru pura rab dikhlata
har yug me ye aata hai
aaj bhi aaya ban hardev
aur gyan uzzala failata hai.
Aao satguru ke charnon me
ye hi rab dikhlayega
bhed tughe jo raam khuda me
uska bharam mitayega.
saal naya ho sabkikhatir
uzzawal aur mangalkari
bhukh garibi na ho kahi pe
deep, sukhi ho duniya sari.
HAPPY NEW YEAR-2012
poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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Veer Kahlate
Jo kewal kahte nahi kar dikhlate, wo hi sachhe veer kahlate
Mar kar bhi jo vachan nibhate, wo hi sachhe veer kahlate
Zindagi gar apne liye jiya to kya jiya
Jo dujon ki khatir mar jate, wo hi sachhe veer kahlate
Mumkin hai rahon me katen bichana
Jo rahon me phool bichhate, wo hi sachhe veer kahlate
Aag lagana ghar jalana hai aasan
Jo ughde ghar hai basate, wo hi sachhe veer kahlate
tan man ki Apne parwah na karke
Jo rahon se hatate kante, wo hi sachhe veer kahlate
Hon lakh badhaye jeevan me gar
Rahte sada jo muskurate, wo hi sachhe veer kahlate
Yun to marte roz hazaron par
Vatan ki khatir jo mit jate, wo hi sachhe veer kahlate
Koi sataye lakhon unko
Jo uff bhi nahi kar pate, wo hi sachhe veer kahlate
‘Deep’ naman hai aise veeron ko
Jo jag me har bar na aate, wo hi sachhe veer kahlate
poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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School V/s College
Na hoti ye B. Tech, na hoti ye MD ki sheetey
Yaad aate hain yaaro, lamhe wo beetein
School ki wo masti yaad aati hai har pal
Yaad aata hain mujhko beet gaya jo kal
School mein jaate the padne hum saare
College mein jaate hain attendance ke maare
Teacher ko maante the tab hum guru
School mein jaate hi padhai shuru
Yahaan to chalti hai humari sarkar
Dooston ke sang maani kabhi na haar
School mein padte waqt hota tha competition
Yahaan aakar puchhte hain kab aayega math ka solution
School mein pocket mein hota tha pencil n rubber
Yahaan to class notes ki bhi nahi hai khabar
School mein jaate the hum sab padne, ghar pe sab kuch batana hain
College mein jana to girl friend dekhne ka ek bahana hain
School mein jaate waqt, har roj hote the paise
Yahaan purse to hain, lekin nahi hain paise
School mein hamesha jaane se pahle bag check kia
Yahaan to jo marji mila, wahe kagaj utha lia
Pen jeb mein hua nhi, ungli se kaam chalaya hai
Jisne ki hain college mein masti sukh to usne hi paaya hai
School mein hoti thi full attendance, yahhan to 60 ke liye bhi rote hain
Par sach bataun yaaro college mein hi sapne poore hote hain
poem by Ankit Gupta
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Taraana-e-Milli
Cheen-o-Arab hamara, Hindustan hamara
Muslim main hum, watan hai sara jahan hamara
Tauheed ki amanat senon main hai hamarey
Asan nahin mitana naam-o-nishaan hamara
Duniya kay bu't kadon main, wo pehla ghar Khuda ka
Hum uss kay pasban hain, wo pasban hamara
Tagho'n Ke saaye main hum Pal kar Jawan Huway Hain
Khanjer Hilal ka hay Komi Nisha,n hamara
Maghrab Ki wadiyo,n main goongi aza'n hamari
Thamta Na tha kisi say sail-e-rawa'n hamara
Baatil say dabney waley, aey Asman! nahin hum
Sou baar ker chuka hai Tu imtihan hamara
Ay gulsitan-e-undlus wo din hei'n yad tujh ko
Tha tari dalyoo'n per jab ashyaa'n hamara
Ay moj-e-Dajla tub hi pehchanti hey hum ko
Ab tak hey tera derya afsana khwa'n hamara
Ay arz-e-pak tari hurmat pe kat maray hum
Hy khou'n tari ragoo'n may ab tak rawa'n hamara
Salar-e-Karwan hai Meer-e-Hijaaz (PBUH) apna
Iss naam say hai baaqi, aaram-e-jahan hamara
Iqbal ka tarana baang-e-dara hai goya
Hota hai jada paima, phir karwan hamara
poem by Allama Muhammad Iqbal
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Humanity Poem- Manavta Ki Khatir
Rog laga hai har manav ko, main bada hoon tumse pyare
Tu tu may may ki issi aag me, jal rahen hain ye sare
Pyar nahi hai dilon me apne, Lagate Vishva-bandhutva ken are
Seekhen zara prakriti se bhi, jo milkar rahte chand sitare
Gar ghukaden apne aapko to, mit jayenge ghagde sare
Gair nahi koi vair nahi hai, sab hain apne mit hamare
Manav me manavta na ho, to insaan ki kaam ka
Aisa manav chalti phirti lash hai, aur lash hai kis kaam ka
Dhairya, kashma, karuna nahi to, vidya ka gyan kis kaam ka
Bistar hai par neend nahi, wo saaman hai kis kaam ka
Dhan se hai bharpur par shanti nahi, aisa dhan kis kaam ka
Duniya jise such kahti hai, wo such hai kis kaam ka
Tarraki kar li insano ne, gyan aur vigyaan se
Vhed dala antrikash ko bhi, roket wayun se
Much pe baten badi badi, par dil abhi pashan se
Haasil sab kuch kar liya par, bach na sake abhiman se
Manav me manavta hogi to sirf guru ke gyan se
“Deep” milegi mukti to bas, rab ki hi pahchan se
poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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Sawan Aaya [A poem in hindi]
Baadal aaye aur hain barse
Loag kahte hain sawan aaya.
Dharti thi tapti
Aag thi barasti
Jalta tha har ek badan bhi
Iss sawan ki phuhaar ne
Kitni rahat di in sab ko
Haan priyey yeh sawan aaya.
Iss pal priyey Tum jo hotien
Hotien jo tum
Hota aalingan
Bheegta tann mann
Lagti ik agan
Tum jal apsra si lagtien
Aur main tumhein bahoon mein layta,
Priyey kitna anand tab hota
Sawan mein tera sangg jab hota.
Par priyey tum kya jaano
Iss sawan mein
Dooor desh mein
Thaka haara main ik rahi
Tere milan ki aas mein
Saans hoon layta
Aankhien hain tarasti
Aankhien hain barasti
Haan priyey yeh sawan aaya. [1973]
hindi poem- Astitv
Aaj Aasuon Se Dil Bheeg Gaya,
Par Sharir Par Ek Boond Bhi Na Pad Payi Thi,
Aaj Duniya Ki Bheed Se Kayi Aage Nikal Aayi Mai,
Par Vahi Ki Vahi Khadi Reh Gayi Thi,
Aaj Kamyabi Ko Kadam Chumne Par Majboor Kar Diya,
Par Rishto Ki Raho Se Hi Juda Ho Gayi Thi,
Kayi Sathi Pa Liye Maine,
Par Sath Hi Na Pa Payi Thi,
Royi Thi Main Par Aasu Sukh Gaye The,
Hasi Bhi Thi Shayad Par Aatma Jhuthi Ho Gayi Thi,
Har Labz Par Apna Naam,
Har Jagah Apne Chehre Apni Aawaz Ko Pa Liya,
Par Khud Khokhli Ho Gayi Thi,
Jisne Apne Dum Par Bade Bado Ko Maat Di,
Aaj Khud Ki Nazaro Se Maat Kha Gayi Thi,
Jise Aaj Puri Duniya Dekhne Ko Tarasti Hain,
Jane Vo Khud Kaha Kho Gayi Thi..........
poem by Apurva Jain
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Urdu Ghazal
Jo eik bojh tha dil par use utaar aaye,
Khushi mili to use hum kahin guzaar aaye,
Hamaare gham ne hamein is tarah nikhar diya,
Ki jaise ose koi phool ko nikhar aaye,
Abhi bhi hook si uthti hai dil ki sarhad par,
Abhi bhi sail woh ashkon ka bar-bar aaye,
Hamari jeet se kitno ko mil gayee himmat,
Hamari haar se unko na ab qaraar aaye,
Khud apni aag mein jal kar woh ban gaya kundan,
Swaad-e-zeest mein gham se jo hamkanaar aaye,
Ghamo ki dhoop khili hai hamare maathe par,
Khuda kare ki ye mausam bhi saazgar aaye,
Mere qaraar ko bulbul koi gulistan se,
Kaho ki chchod ke ab mausam-e-bahaar aaye,
Akheer raat hai 'Akmal' ki badnaseebi ki,
Koi sukoon pe uske na aaj baar aaye.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Manzoom Khat
Kabhi Sehrah Ki Thi Taptee Hawaien
Aor Ab London Ki Hain Tahndi Fazayin
Safer Jari Hea Sasaye Chal Rahi Hain
Ab Is Kea Bad Tum Ko Keya Batain
Khuda Ka Shuker Hay Sab Kheriyt Hea
Kabhi Tow Aap Bhi Apni Sunnaian
poem by Adil Muzaffarpuri
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