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Àŧùl May 2019
I am a voluntary propagandist.
Run I did a strong campaign.
An enduring campaign for NaMo.
My Facebook pages are successful.
And I feel like a shadow warrior.
I don't need any prize for my efforts.
Mōđī Jī remaining in charge of India's golden future.
My HP Poem #1741
©Atul Kaushal
Teary eyes with heavy heart,
Moving towards a new land
A place where I will be called a refugee
Which is far away from my home
For which my heartbeat forever.

Other's can feel the same
But cannot match the pain
I am the one who is alien
Why this is happening
Greed for money and power
Change my heaven into the fire

Leaving my motherland to other's land,
Do they accept me as their own
I don't know what will happen
But will keep praying, one day I will
be at my motherland
And the tag will become only a word.
It try to describe the pain, dificulty and thinking of a refugee.
Mystic Ink Plus Mar 2019
सोइ नही हे आँख क्यू तेरी
आँसु गिर रहा हे , क्या कही —२

व तेरा य मेरा फिरसे कौन कहेगा
मीट्टीको कैसे, कहाँ कोइ इन्सान छोडेगा
व पहेली बक्तपे, किसने क्या ले आएँ
मीट्टीही  एक थी जो ए सोच  रहीथी —२
व पीछली बक्तपे किसने सँग क्या ले गएँ
मीट्टीही एक थी जो ए देख रहीथी

सोइ नही  हे आँख क्यू तेरी
आँसु गिर रहा हे क्याँ कही
फूलका वासमे भमरे क्यू डूले
रोसनी वाद ही चाँद फिर क्यू डुले
दर्दसेही आखोँमे आँसुव क्यू  गीरे

सोइ नहीहे आँख क्यू तेरी    
आँसु गिर रहा हे, क्याँ कही
फूलका  वासमे भमरे क्यू भूले
रोशनी बादही चाँद फिर क्यू  डुले
दर्दसेही  आँखमे आँसुव क्यू गिरे

सोइ नही हे आँख क्यू तेरी
आँसु गिर रहा हे क्याँ कही
व तेरा ए मेरा फिरसे कौन कहेगा
लहुके , रंगमे होली फिरसे कौन खेलेगा
दर्देदिल देखकर लोग फिर  क्यू  हसँे

सोइ नही हे आँख क्यू तेरी
सोइ नही हे आँख क्यू तेरी
आँसु गिर  रहा  हे, क्या कही—२
Genre: Observational
Theme: Motherland || Mud || Nature
Batool May 2018
Standing in the doorway
she saw the boot clad feet
moving away
it took all of her courage
to not let her tears
cross the threshold of her amber eyes
she knew he won't stop
as his love for motherland
knows no boundaries
she knew this too
that she has to be a better
person for him
so in his heart he'd know
that he has someone to return to
always ...
waiting for him in the door way
who's love for him too
knows no boundaries
sarthak vadalkar Mar 2018
The he who rose above all the pain
The he who fought against all the odds,
When found himself amidst the inevitable
To salute him, bowed down a hundred gods.

For whom the nation was always first
Stood determined under the starless sky,
Rains of bullets couldn't **** his soul
He became immortal, as death felt shy.

Death of flesh that came with pride
Upon the red ocean his body lied,
To protect her, fought till his last breath
Seeing this sight, the motherland cried.
A little attempt of tribute to all the soldiers and real heroes, who always put their national duty above all.
Tuffy Mutombo Sep 2017
African soul child
Eating dust for dinner
Drinking ***** water
Poverty is your richness
Survival is your blessing
Too many deaths you witnessed
Torn between dying and living
Yet you still choose living
Breath air polluted with gas fumes
Big diamond digging machines
Repping your grounds for more minarals
Witnessed less births and more funerals
Oh African soul child
Tuffy Mutombo Sep 2017
Oh mother land
How I miss you
You gave me life
And blessed me with culture
Baptized me in tradition
Nurtured me in love
Sweet Africa, sweet Africa
How I love you
Àŧùl Jun 2017
Don't fear,
Oh motherland,
For your sons're here,
Your brave sons in the band.
Let any of the invaders dare over,
Your sons are here on the border,
We will together protect you!
My first poem dedicated to the Indian Army.

My HP Poem #1583
©Atul Kaushal
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