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 Apr 2022
SUDHANSHU KUMAR
[अज़ान-हनुमान तो बहाना है,
असल मे तो महंगाई से ध्यान हटाना है!
]

(एक आदमी दूसरे कौम के आदमी से)
प्रदर्शन की सुनाई दे रही आहट है,
तभी सत्ता के गलियारों मे हरबड़ाहट है।
ऊपर से अपने लिए कोई संदेशा आया है,
फिर से उन्होंने आपसी सौहार्द बिगाड़ने को फरमाया है।

(संदेश पढ़ने के बाद वही आदमी)
मै लूंगा लाठी हाथ मे,
तुम भी पत्थर रखना साथ मे।
मै जोर जोर से चिल्लाऊंगा हनुमान,
तुम भी लाउडस्पीकर मे ही गाना अज़ान।

मै अपने लोगो मे, तुम अपने लोगो मे, फैला देना ये बात,
की सामने वाले कर रहे हमारे धर्म पर चोट की शुरुआत।
अगर हमने अभी ही नही बदले अपने ये हालात,
तो अगले ही पल खतरे मे आ जायेगी हमारी पूरी ज़मात।

उसके बाद, हमारे आका सामने आयेंगे, (हा वही आका जिन्होंने संदेशा भेजा था)
दोनो कौम मे नफरती आग फैलायेंगे।
मुझे और तुम्हे आपस मे लड़ाएंगे,
फिर खुद ही शांतिदूत बन जाएंगे।

(लेकिन उसके पहले, उनके शांतिदूत बनने से पहले)
खून की नदियाँ बहेंगी सड़को पर,
दंगों की गाज़ गिरेगी हमारे लड़कों पर।
खून के आँसू रायेगी मासूमियत,
किसी कब्र मे लेटी होगी इंसानियत।

आग की लपटे होंगी चारों ओर,
हर तरफ होगी चीख पुकार की शोर।
आपसी भाईचारे की तो कट ही जाएगी डोर,
हर तरफ धर्मांधता की होगी एक नई भोर।

कट्टर हो जायेगा इंसान, कट्टरता होगी हर रस्ते मे,
पेट्रोल-डिजल का तो पता नही, पर इंसानी जान मिलेगी सस्ते मे।
निंबू का दाम कोई नही पूछेगा, क्योकि खटास तो होगी हमारे ही भाईचारे मे,
हमे लड़ता देख वे हँसेंगे, और अट्टाहस होगी सत्ता के गलियारे मे।

(फिर वही आदमी कहता है)
लेकिन इससे हमे क्या, हम तो है नफरती मजदूर,
लाश पर इंसानो की चलके, बन चुके है हम बहुत क्रूर।
जरूरत कुछ हमारी भी है, तभी तो तलवे चाटने को है मज़बूर,
देखने मे लगते इंसान ही है, पर इंसानियत से अभी है कोशों दूर।

(अंत मे वही आदमी)
हमारा तो है बस इतना ही काम ,
हम तो सिर्फ है अपने आकाओं के गुलाम ।
जिस पल हमे मिलता उनका फरमान ,
निकल जाते उसी वक़्त, हम बर्बाद करने को सारा हिंदुस्तान।
It's my observation that riots don't occur by themselves. The people in power plan and create it; they appoint goons from both religions (Hinduism and Islam) and ask them to spread hatred against the other religions in their own community; these people are known as "नफ़रती मज़दूर" or "Labours of Hatred," don't know about others, but at least I call them. Riots are usually created when the people in power think any protest is going to happen against them regarding their policy. And this time the issue is "inflation" in India, which is why several riots are occurring in the name of Azaan (ISLAM) and Hanuman (HINDUISM)..! 


Planning to recite it out on my YouTube channel... So that, it may create more awareness.
 Apr 2022
Notepad
Don't ever forget
It's okay to disappear
You still have yourself
The wildfire that burns bright
The love that spreads like embers
Don't tell yourself different,
We all spark wonderfully


 Apr 2022
rhi
to the the girls who starve themselves,
the ones that watch their carbs,

you want to feel adored
you´re personality is fading
they´ll eventually get bored.

while striving for more
you settle for less

you can´t seem to love yourself
step on the scale, there go a few numbers
along with your happiness
𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 ,
𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒'𝑠 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒?
.
.
𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑒
𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛...
Might be relatable to every writers and poets I guess...
 Apr 2022
KV Srikanth
Winner or looser
Final result matters
Attained the goal set
All the right steps met
Inability to reach
Target out of reach
Winner or looser
Be the survivor
Both are hurdles
Complacency and Arrogance
Loaded in to the thought
Esteem and Confidence
Unloaded from the heart
All stumbling blocks
Double edged sword
Both sides hurt
Path to defined
Not to meander
Given more power
Winner or looser tag
Become the beholder
Climbing the mountain
Rolling down boulders
Avoiding both the dangers
Without causing a murmur
Become a survivor
Once on top
What is next
Another peak to climb
Or start all over again
Not yet reached
Failed the climb uphill
Does not mean Its downhill
Take it as it comes
The best that one can be
You are not me
I am not you
Everyone is unique
If want to be branded
Be the survivor
Whose route is unclear
Confused further by
Those who reached
Those still at the nadir
Glad to be in the middle
Trying to solve the riddle
Various paths available
Thought process to juggle
Up down or halfway
Does not matter
Lessons learnt from the travel
Forever grateful and thankful
 Apr 2022
hazem al jaber
Be a human...

If you can't be a pencil...
to write someone's happiness...
at least try to be a nice eraser...
to remove someone's sadness...
just...
be a human...
give a happiness...
to any human you meet...
to be you...
as you created for...
a best humain...

there is no one...
to prevent you...
from giving a happiness...
and there is nothing worth...
than a humanity...
so,...
just be as you are ...

hazem al ...
 Apr 2022
Riz Mack
Be like the rain
unafraid to fall

Be like the sun
shining light upon all

Be like the wind
helping others take flight

Be the brave new dawn
after the dark stormy night
Be all you can be
See all you can see
D all you can D ;)
 Apr 2022
Nylee
All the praises
    Sweet sugary words
                            need to be ignored
To unearth the truth
.
 Apr 2022
Eshwara Prasad
You must be carried to your final resting place, no matter how long you fly above the sky.
You’re more then a part of someone’s puzzle .
You are a complete picture yourself.


Shell ✨🐚
 Apr 2022
RobbieG
"Put the same amount of time into life as you do the thoughts you write then call yourself a REAL LIFE POET!"(RG)
 Apr 2022
Rios
Well Sometimes
You just have to be blind
In order to see what the
Truth has to offer you
 Apr 2022
Aayasha khan
when caught in storms,uproar and rise.
let your legs wooble , loose balance ,fall and then finally fly .
let the sand take you away ,let it decide.
the world will say "hold on", to them decline.

the comforting hands will lure your eyes.
promises of love and balance will cling mountain high.
everything they say would seem inevitably right.
the relief you see is the misery disguised.

distasteful will be comfort without your sweat.
the love too won't suffice.
the dreams of good days, the luxury you stayed for,
shall dovour your essence away.

cause you smell of wild flowers, oh sweet torment,
no care you ever need.
the wilderness is your home, you bloom through all pathways.
the sun opens his arms for you,
with the light is where you stay.

so free your hand, walk into the storm ,..
don't fear the little trips.
be lost and travel to distant lands ,no one has ever reached.
roam the mountains and dive to ocean deeps.
let your aroma mix with the earth ,every bit.

and when your gone and long forgotten,
the sands of time will still carry thee.
ur tale will reach every hearts bottom,
ur valour will give many courage to break free.
never loose hope for the best to happen
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