Death’s Reversal
Coming to cephalic withdrawl,
sharing a deadly delusion,
O my world -
I will not ask,
I will not take back.
For my own liberation, I will set you free.
I am reversing myself,
my battles are still raging.
The flames have reached the tallest branches,
naked in sky:
Verga, why the drops are not going to come down?
Going alone in the woods,
to find the skeletons, in the shades of grief,
a deathless comp of apostates,
to start a revolution, we become
carpenters, carving totems.
The question marks are increasing
in wrinkles. On the shoulders of a lone tree
a black bird sings to an old moon.
Are there any worlds beyond the stars?
Inspired by a poem of famous urdu poet Allama Iqbal
ABHI ISHQ KE IMTIHAN AUR BHE HAIN
SITARON KE AAGAI JAHAN AUR BHE HAIN
poem by Satish Verma
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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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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 ||
Shabaab (YOUTH)
Waqt ki andhiyon me udta ek khwab hai,
Zeest ke nisab ka ek haseen bab hai,
Jahan ki taqaton ka jo bus ek jawab hai,
Han yahi shabab hai, han yahi shabab hai.
Dagmate hain qadam antheron aur ujalo me,
Fans ke rah gaya her shakh husn ke sawalon me,
Zikr hai tera subh o sham ishq karne walo,
Chalte hain rahon me bus apne hi khayalo me.
Her qaum ki azmat ka wo jo ek nishaan hai,
Her inqalab ka jo hai dil aur uski shaan hai,
Rah-e-haq me badhne ko yun to her ek qurbaan,
Hai Khuda ko bhe fakhr agar aya koi jawaan hai.
poem by Mohammad Muzzammil
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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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poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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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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A Poem Of Syntax
A poet and his bird, his dog, his cat and his tree
A poet and the bird in the tree
A poet and his dog in the tree
A poet and his dog in the tree and the wind and the cloud
The bird in the tree, the dog in the tree, the cat in the tree,
The bird in the tree, the dog on the tree, the cat under the tree,
The bird on the tree, the bird in a tree, a bird in a tree, a bird in the tree,
And the wind and the cloud and the poet and his dog and his cat and the tree
The dog chases the cat the cat chases the bird
And they all arrive in that tree
Where the poet is sitting under that tree
The poet takes the dog and the cat was envious
And the bird looks at them in silence
The silence looks at the poet in the eye
Of the cat and the bird flies away
The poet and the dog is the poem of friendship
The cat and the dog is the poem of the endless natural quarrels
And the bird that flies away against the cat and the dog and the poet and the tree
And flies against the wind that the bird is now fighting
And the clouds that seem so blue and blue
The bird that actually flies away
Is actually me
I was not the poet with the dog
I am not the tree I am not the wind I am not the cloud I am not the poet there who had a dog as friend and I was not the quarrelsome thing from the blue and out of the blue
I am the bird with wings and I always fly away to places
Against the wind to places where I can be as always be the bird with wings in silence
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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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
poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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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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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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Two Sides, One Coin
White bird of peace,
won't you please come save me,
since I'm swallowed by grief and I need sweet release.
Black bird of death,
won't you wrap 'round my neck,
as the ace, king, and queen fall away from the deck.
The caged bird sings,
but the lone bird dies;
Set it free, let it be, let it open your eyes.
poem by William Blake Beckett
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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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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.
poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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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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Stones In Crypt
It was midnight moon
cruising in the bedroom.
I step aside in the depressed window,
watch the overwhelming spillover.
I listen, then do not listen to alien voices
of bipolar beings, speaking Aryan,
artfully in cryptic signs
crunching the bones.
Black crucibles throw up bright stars,
in cruciferous crow bars. Pungent
smell of armpits. Dizzing heights
of memorials, becoming digital targets.
Deathless deluge of totems, claim the
corpse of earth. The screams start
coming from buried caskets.
Divining rods disappear.
Blue spirits trying to fly away.
poem by Satish Verma
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Hindi Poem- Mera Sapna
Ek Sapne Ke Piche Bhaag Rahi Hu Main,
Na Jane Yeh Sach Hoga Bhi Ya Nahi,
Phir Bhi Umeed Ka Man Me Deep Jalaye,
Chali Ja Rahi Hu Main,
Ek Sapne Ke Piche.......................
Mera Yeh Sapna Sirf Sapna Nahi,
Meri Khwaish Hai Yeh, Hai Yeh Meri Tamanna,
Ya To Banega Mere Jivan Ka Sach,
Ya Rahegi Sirf Ek Kalpana,
Is Sapne Ko Na Jane Kitne Dino Se,
In Ankho Me Paal Rahi Hu Main,
Ek Sapne Ke Piche............................
Andheri Rat Dekhi Hain Maine,
To Ujale Savere Ko Bhi Dekha Hain,
Jalte Diye Se Faili Roshni Dekhi Hain,
To Uske Tale Chipe Andhere Ko Bhi Dekha Hain,
Usi Roshni Ki Ek Kiran Ke Liye,
Andhero Mein Bhi Jaag Rahi Hu Main,
Ek Sapne Ke Piche........................
Sapna Kya Hain,
Jo Chahu Use Pal Mein Hi Pa Lena,
Sari Duniya Ko In Hatheliyo Mein Bhar Lena,
Yakeen Hain Mujhe,
Apni Lagan Se Ise Zarur Sach Kar Dikhaungi,
Par Dar Hai,
Ki Is Matlabi Duniya Mein Na Kho Jau Kahin,
In Logo Ka Shikar Na Ho Jau Kahin,
In Jaisi Hi Na Ban Jau Kahin..................
In Jaisi Hi Na Ban Jau Kahin..................
poem by Apurva Jain
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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]
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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Words of liberation for my nation
Chains of slavery are still over my people.
Notorious minds still over power innocent minds.
What can free the black child, what can free my nation?
I ask in pain and suffering in the dark jail cells,
What can free me from mental slavery?
How to know right from wrong?
How to think free and build a free society?
The solution is in the words of liberation, the words of wisdom.
I write and recite a revolution, my revolution my poetry.
I do n’t need praises or worship but only recognition and understanding of the people to words of liberation, understanding of poetry.
I stand before you to present poetry,
I stand before you to present the words of liberation to my nation.
Poetry that builds, poetry that destroys.
Poetry that destroyed the impious minds of colonists in Rhodesia.
I speak of poetry that built freedom in South Africa.
When I speak of poetry I mean the true meaning of words.
Words of wisdom,
Words of freedom,
Words of liberation,
Words to free my nation.
The words of liberation to my nation
Words of liberation to free my generation
Poetry-poetry-poetry-poetry-poetry.
poem by zimi Nakeni
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Foot Prints
(anderson/squire/howe/white)
My eyes see the coming revolution
My eyes see the glory of the world
My eyes see the coming revolution
My eyes see the glory of the world
My eyes see the coming revolution
My eyes see the glory of the world
My eyes see the coming revolution
My eyes see the glory of the world
(only when you stop to listen)
Looking for the mystery in the woman
(only when you start to see) [stop to see]
Dancing with the teacher in the circle
(only when you watching for them) [... you want direction]
Watching for the reasons we are going
(only when you stop to listen)
Getting ready for the big bang
Everybody looking for that great connection
Somebody help me find that universal dream
Everybody watching
Is something happning? [theres something happening]
See what I mean?
(only when you stop to listen)
Looking for the real man
(only when you stop to breath)
Looking for the teacher
(dancing with the majesty of knowing)
Dancing with the circle
(only when you start to see) [...you stop to see]
Looking for the real world
Everybody knows where were going to
Dont forget to leave good footprints behind
Never let the grass grow over your soul
Only time will tell
Leave good footprints behind
I can see the way [i have seen the way]
The way is clear
To save your love
High upon the sky
The forces come [the force has come]
To break me free [to break you free]
Forgiving is what you have
Forgiving is what you see
Forgiving is what you know
Forgiving is all you are
I have seen the way
The way is clear
Beyond your soul
I can see the way [i have seen the way]
The way is clear
To save your love
High upon the sky
The forces come [the force has come]
To break me free [to break you free]
Forgiving is what you have
Forgiving is what you see
They say the soul
Has so many lifetimes
My eyes see the coming revolution
My eyes see the glory of the world
Only when you stop to listen
Only when you start to see
Forgiving is what you have
Forgiving is what you see
Forgiving is what you know
Forgiving is all you are
I can see the way
The way is clear
To save your soul
I have seen the way
The way is clear
Beyond your soul
My eyes see the coming revolution
My eyes see the coming revolution
My eyes see the coming revolution
My eyes see the glory of the world
My eyes see the coming revolution
My eyes see the glory of the world
Dont forget to leave good footprints behind
Dont forget to leave good footprints behind
song performed by by Yes
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