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🇮🇳 शहीद के नाम 🇮🇳 कवि कलम से एहसास लिखता है, परमात्मा जीवन का हर विश्वास लिखता है। इंसान तो सिर्फ़ कहानी लिखता है, पर परमात्मा हर कहानी का अंजाम लिखता है। लिखने वाला काग़ज़ पर आग उतारता है, हर शब्द से ज़ुल्म को ललकारता है। सोच की ज़ंजीरें तोड़कर लिखता है, पर इतिहास क्रांति का हिसाब माँगता है। लिखने वाला काग़ज़ पर जज़्बात लिखता है, परमात्मा हर शहीद की कुर्बानी इतिहास में लिखता है। शहीद भगत सिंह लाहौर की जेल में, माँ को आख़िरी ख़त, अपने अरमान लिखता है। नेताजी ने आज़ादी की अलख जगाई, “तुम मुझे खून दो” बनी अमर सच्चाई। आज़ाद हिंद फ़ौज से सपना साकार हुआ, भारत माँ के लिए जिसने सब कुछ सौंप दिया। चंद्रशेखर आज़ाद थे आज़ादी का अभिमान, मरते दम तक न झुके, न बदला अपना नाम। अल्फ्रेड पार्क में गोली को गले लगाया, पर दुश्मन के हाथ कभी खुद को न थमाया। 26 जनवरी हमें यह याद दिलाए, संविधान, कर्तव्य और बलिदान समझाए। जब तक इस तन में प्राण रहेंगे, भारत माँ के लिए ही लिखेंगे, जिएँगे, मरेंगे |
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Jan 24
Jan 24, 2026 at 10:20 AM UTC
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🇮🇳 शहीद के नाम 🇮🇳 कवि कलम से एहसास लिखता है, परमात्मा जीवन का हर विश्वास लिखता है। इंसान तो सिर्फ़ कहानी लिखता है, पर परमात्मा हर कहानी का अंजाम लिखता है। लिखने वाला काग़ज़ पर आग उतारता है, हर शब्द से ज़ुल्म को ललकारता है। सोच की ज़ंजीरें तोड़कर लिखता है, पर इतिहास क्रांति का हिसाब माँगता है। लिखने वाला काग़ज़ पर जज़्बात लिखता है, परमात्मा हर शहीद की कुर्बानी इतिहास में लिखता है। शहीद भगत सिंह लाहौर की जेल में, माँ को आख़िरी ख़त, अपने अरमान लिखता है। नेताजी ने आज़ादी की अलख जगाई, “तुम मुझे खून दो” बनी अमर सच्चाई। आज़ाद हिंद फ़ौज से सपना साकार हुआ, भारत माँ के लिए जिसने सब कुछ सौंप दिया। चंद्रशेखर आज़ाद थे आज़ादी का अभिमान, मरते दम तक न झुके, न बदला अपना नाम। अल्फ्रेड पार्क में गोली को गले लगाया, पर दुश्मन के हाथ कभी खुद को न थमाया। 26 जनवरी हमें यह याद दिलाए, संविधान, कर्तव्य और बलिदान समझाए। जब तक इस तन में प्राण रहेंगे, भारत माँ के लिए ही लिखेंगे, जिएँगे, मरेंगे |
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Oh, my love, your intoxicating eyes, Like lotus flowers, your lips, a treasure to the skies. Your waist, a velvet lotus, your voice, a cuckoo's call, Leaves me breathless, and in heaven's thrall. Show me your mercy, give me your soul, Take me away from Satan's door, make me whole. Oh, my love, my goddess, my peace, my heart, Return to me, give me the ****** wine of heaven's art. Five decades have passed, yet nothing's changed, Except the wounds, the heartache, the pain. I'm dying tonight, show me heaven's sight, My love, don't be cruel, come back to me, and make it right. Don't be so harsh with me, my love, it's strange to see, You're shining bright, but your heart is lost in misery. Come back to me, let's start anew, Everything here is temporary, it's all just a view. Oh, my love, don't create such a colorful world, This is for courtesans, who sell their beauty for a few coins to unfurl. You're only interested in colorful pleasures and *** But in the end, you'll come with me, and you'll need my love, I expect. Your body will wither away, your desires will cease, And in the end, all you'll need is love, a love that brings release. A love that's not physical, but mental, a love that's kind, A love that understands joy and sorrow, a love that's one of a kind. Years have passed, and you're still beautiful, a sight to see, But you're no longer interested in physical love, it's not for thee. You're only drinking wine, and smoking cigars, your addiction's grown, You're helpless, my love, but I'll be waiting for you, alone. You're dividing your earnings into two parts, one for your addiction, one for your savings, This is your daily routine, my love, your life's enslaving. You're a courtesan, my love, a beauty, a treasure to behold, But in society's eyes, you're just a *** worker, your life's grown cold. You wake up in the morning, drunk, and lost, and alone, In the evening, you sell your body, and count the cost, the pain you've known. But I know, my love, that you're more than just a shell, You're a beautiful soul, trapped in a world that's hell. Your addiction's blinded everyone, but I can see, The real you, my love, the beauty that's meant to be. You're a shining star, my love, a light in the night, A love that's pure, a love that's right.
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Nov 23, 2024
Nov 23, 2024 at 9:42 AM UTC
" The Velvet Life "
Oh, my love, your intoxicating eyes, Like lotus flowers, your lips, a treasure to the skies. Your waist, a velvet lotus, your voice, a cuckoo's call, Leaves me breathless, and in heaven's thrall. Show me your mercy, give me your soul, Take me away from Satan's door, make me whole. Oh, my love, my goddess, my peace, my heart, Return to me, give me the ****** wine of heaven's art. Five decades have passed, yet nothing's changed, Except the wounds, the heartache, the pain. I'm dying tonight, show me heaven's sight, My love, don't be cruel, come back to me, and make it right. Don't be so harsh with me, my love, it's strange to see, You're shining bright, but your heart is lost in misery. Come back to me, let's start anew, Everything here is temporary, it's all just a view. Oh, my love, don't create such a colorful world, This is for courtesans, who sell their beauty for a few coins to unfurl. You're only interested in colorful pleasures and *** But in the end, you'll come with me, and you'll need my love, I expect. Your body will wither away, your desires will cease, And in the end, all you'll need is love, a love that brings release. A love that's not physical, but mental, a love that's kind, A love that understands joy and sorrow, a love that's one of a kind. Years have passed, and you're still beautiful, a sight to see, But you're no longer interested in physical love, it's not for thee. You're only drinking wine, and smoking cigars, your addiction's grown, You're helpless, my love, but I'll be waiting for you, alone. You're dividing your earnings into two parts, one for your addiction, one for your savings, This is your daily routine, my love, your life's enslaving. You're a courtesan, my love, a beauty, a treasure to behold, But in society's eyes, you're just a *** worker, your life's grown cold. You wake up in the morning, drunk, and lost, and alone, In the evening, you sell your body, and count the cost, the pain you've known. But I know, my love, that you're more than just a shell, You're a beautiful soul, trapped in a world that's hell. Your addiction's blinded everyone, but I can see, The real you, my love, the beauty that's meant to be. You're a shining star, my love, a light in the night, A love that's pure, a love that's right.
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Dur ** mujhase, Baat nahi karte Yaad nahi karte Mujhe to isaki aadat hai Is Dil ko tumse bahut shikayat hai Kaye baar man kiya Rok lu apne aap ko Kya karu is dil ko Tujhase hi chahat hai Is Dil ko tumse bahut shikayat hai Ankhe Tere tasbir pe roti hai Khud ko dekh aayeene me, Khud se puchati hai Tere aane ki aahat hai Is Dil ko tumse bahut shikayat hai
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Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 7:29 AM UTC
Shikayat
Kahna tum bhi chahti ** Kahna Mai bhi chahta hu Bas un shbto ka juba pe aana Baki hai Chalna tum bhi chahti ** Chalna Mai bhi chahta hu Bas us dagar ka milna Baki hai Bhigna tum bhi chahti ** Bhigna Mai bhi chahta hu Bas badal ka garaj ke hampe barashna Baki hai Dag tum pe bhi lagengye Dag mujh pe bhi lagengye Bas kuch logo ka hampe hasna Baki hai Ruth Kai tum bhi baithi ** Ruth Kar Mai bhi baitha hu Tera mujhko, Mera tujhko manana Baki hai
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Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 4:31 AM UTC
Dil ki baat
Ab Kar raham itna ki Mujhe tu mil jaye Bas sath tera ** chahe Is **** se jaan alag ** jaye Rusvat bhi manjoor hai mujhe Ki mai raakh ** jau, tu bedag rah jaye Tu yaad Kar ya na Kar Mujhase kuch bhulaya na jaye Ki dard Kya, jakhm Kya Bas mujhe tu mil jaye
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Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 2:03 PM UTC
Mujhe tu mil jaye
To illume the earth, The sun has to be burnt. This instance is known, So I too learnt. That I shall be scorching, When you would leave. Infact, I would be hindered, But bestow my wish to relieve. Thinking how would be the eve? When my eyes would have tears, And no vigour in my sleeve. Then a liquid which is ignobly famed, Would be complice of mine. Would console my heart in this way, So I can weep and whine.
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Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 5:19 AM UTC
So I Can Weep
Last night, dreaming of you, To me, my heart informed. That your lips are so good, For a french kiss to be performed. In the very enigmatic dream, You appeared as a doll of wax. There was nothing but a scene, We were clinging to the wall of ***
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Dec 10, 2018
Dec 10, 2018 at 9:19 AM UTC
French Kiss
I woke up early in the morrow Due to clamor in my head. I was distressed, gooey and restless, It was the illation of what she said. She said that she couldn't be with me, The reasons were painful and dolorous to me Burning in the flame of the anguish and parting. Obligate enough was me, as she departing. O lord ! How should I tell her, my sufferings? She has been my passion, soul and other things. You form match, It is saith, So make her in my faith. Else show me the way, how to forget her? But think about me also, doest it better? If this err you did, I won't spare myself, If I manage some how, but what will happen to my elf?
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Dec 10, 2018
Dec 10, 2018 at 5:24 AM UTC
On My Dejection
... Had a fine sumptuous meal, And received all good wishes, Pal you looked so happy today, Plus 28 years you completed, You shall remember it all. Best moments were spent with us, In the lab we are one big family, Rings of halo on your head, Today on your birthday, Heavy meals we all had, Doing a lunch we did enjoy, Another birthday comes so late, Yes, obviously of the other labmates. Afterwards, we might get separated, Resting and working for ourselves, Venerated is our Dr Mohanty sir, Inches we are getting stronger, Never getting discouraged, Define he does a father.
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Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 7:09 AM UTC
Happy Birthday Arvind!
बेटी हूँ तो मिटा दिया | क्या थी मेरी गलती माँ, जो तूने मुझे मिटा दिया, अपनी ही हांथो से तूने, आँचल अपना हटा दिया, देेख न पायी मैं तेरी सूरत , कैसी थी माँ तेरी मूरत, चली गई मैं यहाँ से रोवत, कैसी थी माँ पापा की सूरत | बेटी हूँ मैं इसी लिए क्या , हाथ अपना हटा लिया ? क्या थी मेरी गलती माँ, जो तूने मुझे मिटा दिया ? यह दुनिया देखने से पहले, क्यो तूने मुझे सुला दिया, क्या थी मेरी गलती माँ, जो इतना बड़ा सजा दिया? " बेटी है तो क्या हुआ,ये है आँखों का नूर | जीने का अद्दिकार छीन कर करो न इनको दूर |" संदीप कुमार सिंह | ( हिंदी विभाग, तेज़पुर विश्वविधयालय ) मो.नॉ. +918471910640
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 5:19 AM UTC
बेटी हूँ तो मिटा दिया |
How much I love you, This I know not. But never I can survive, Separated from you. Someone else looks at you, This heart gets jealous. It then gets difficult for me, To manage my heart. I must then make efforts, Stone hearted I must get. What you would know, How much I love you. I have often seen people, They bear separation. How they bear it I don't know, Each day far feels a year. Since how long I wait for you, This I know not. But never can I survive, Separated from you.
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Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 7:54 PM UTC
How Much I Love You
If I don't attain you after 6 years, I'll turn a hermit for sure, so sure. A hermit entire life I'll despise it, I'll bunk society for sure, so sure. The society will bear the blame, Apart from me it is responsible. For your scary future decision, I will lead the life of an ascetic. Turning a patient seems better, Leading a loner's life is awful. Would be calling me life-long, A traumatized stalemate state. This is no blackmail but truth, Bitter it may seem but it's better to turn a hermit if I don't get you. Because achieving is love for me, Silent love is not my thing dear.
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Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC
Hermit
While walking hither and thither Thinking that tonight, the world will set, While lying , wondering what to do now, A headache will come in an autorickshaw The dinner will be skipped But what stung will not be a comparatively harmless water snake That viper will sting during nightly dreams Again and again O my! I am dead! Then ammini, lying nearby Will cry once, Assuming “Oh, oh, father is gone” While I look thinking that she cried in her sleep Lo! She will smile Thereupon, outside, A full moon will laugh with her That smile is enough To lose sleep Then I will get up, Go out While I walk hither and thither Through the full moon’s laughter, On the Devil Tree in the yard, A Yakshi will cry and laugh Then I will get tired Duly I will come inside and lie down to sleep The world I thought had set Will rise in the east Then what do I do? Was it me who died yesterday Or Someone else we thought of? (Salim Kumar , An actor)
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Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 9:38 AM UTC
To all drinkers of the world and one Salim Kumar