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लॉकडाउन हो गया देश में संकट बड़ा ही भारी है जब बन्द हो गए सभी घरों में तब कुछ सेवाएं ज़ारी हैं बन्द हो गए मंदिर सारे लोगों के मन मुरझाये हैं अस्पतालों में देखा हमने भगवान निकल कर आये हैं, खुद की परवाह किये बिना दिन रात जो सेवा करते हैं देकर नई जिंदगी हमको खुद रोज़ मौत से लड़ते हैं मुश्किल भारी इस घड़ी में कोरोना जैसे रावण है कोरोना की कमर तोड़ने आया पुलिस प्रसाशन है घर परिवार को छोड़ कर अपने गली सड़कों पर खड़े हुए न घुसने देंगे कोरोना को इस बात पर सब डटे हुए दोस्तों ये समय है ऐसा हम सबको साथ आना है बेवज़ह घर से न निकलकर कोरोना को सफल बनाना है। www.youtube.com/POETRY Protector of the country ..Lockdown in the country The crisis is too heavy When all the houses were closed Then some services are released Temple closed People's minds are withering We saw in hospitals God has come out, Regardless of myself Those who serve day and night Giving us new life Fight yourself to the death every day Hard heavy in this hour Corona is like Ravana Corona's back break Aaya is a police officer Leaving home family Street standing Will not allow corona All set to the point This is the time friends We all have to come together Not needlessly leaving the house Corona has to succeed.
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Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 7:19 AM UTC
देश के रक्षक
लॉकडाउन हो गया देश में संकट बड़ा ही भारी है जब बन्द हो गए सभी घरों में तब कुछ सेवाएं ज़ारी हैं बन्द हो गए मंदिर सारे लोगों के मन मुरझाये हैं अस्पतालों में देखा हमने भगवान निकल कर आये हैं, खुद की परवाह किये बिना दिन रात जो सेवा करते हैं देकर नई जिंदगी हमको खुद रोज़ मौत से लड़ते हैं मुश्किल भारी इस घड़ी में कोरोना जैसे रावण है कोरोना की कमर तोड़ने आया पुलिस प्रसाशन है घर परिवार को छोड़ कर अपने गली सड़कों पर खड़े हुए न घुसने देंगे कोरोना को इस बात पर सब डटे हुए दोस्तों ये समय है ऐसा हम सबको साथ आना है बेवज़ह घर से न निकलकर कोरोना को सफल बनाना है। www.youtube.com/POETRY Protector of the country ..Lockdown in the country The crisis is too heavy When all the houses were closed Then some services are released Temple closed People's minds are withering We saw in hospitals God has come out, Regardless of myself Those who serve day and night Giving us new life Fight yourself to the death every day Hard heavy in this hour Corona is like Ravana Corona's back break Aaya is a police officer Leaving home family Street standing Will not allow corona All set to the point This is the time friends We all have to come together Not needlessly leaving the house Corona has to succeed.
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फ़िर से वो दिन आएगा जब सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा कोरोना का अंधकार मिटाकर एक नया सवेरा साथ लाएगा फ़िर से वो दिन आएगा जब सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा लॉकडाउन हुआ है जबसे कैद हो गए घर में तबसे बिछड़ गए अपनों से सारे कोरोना के कहर से हारे ये हार का सिलसिला जल्द खत्म हो जाएगा फ़िर से वो दिन आएगा जब सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा बन्द हो गए धन्धे सारे छूट गयी मज़दूरी चाह कर भी न कमा पा रहे हाय! कैसी मजबूरी इस मजबूरी की दीवार गिरा हर वर्ग काम पर जाएगा फ़िर से वो दिन आएगा जब सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा खुल जाएंगे रास्ते सारे सब बंधन मुक्त हो जाएंगे हरा के फिर कोरोना को आज़ादी का दीप जलाएंगे बिखर गई है अर्थव्यवस्था हमारी उसको मजबूत बनाएंगे बिगड़े हुए इन हालातों में सारा देश एकजुट हो जाएगा फ़िर से वो दिन आएगा जब सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा करें प्रकृति को नमन आज हम और करें ये वादा न छेड़-छाड़ करें धरती से न हो ऐसा इरादा प्रकृति का साथ पाकर हर आंगन खिल जाएगा फ़िर से वो दिन आएगा जब सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा.. www.youtube.com/miniPOETRY This country will smile again When the whole country smiles Erasing the darkness of corona Will bring a new dawn The day will come again When the whole country smiles Lockdown since Imprisoned at home ever since All the people who were separated Lost from the havoc of corona This necklace will end soon The day will come again When the whole country smiles All closed down Missed wages Can't earn even after wanting Oh! What helplessness The wall of this helplessness fell Every class will go to work The day will come again When the whole country smiles Will open all the way All ******* will be free Beat the corona again Light a lamp of freedom Our economy is shattered Make him stronger In these circumstances The whole country will be united The day will come again When the whole country smiles Bow to nature, today we And make this promise Do not disturb the earth No such intention With the nature Every courtyard will bloom The day will come again When the whole country smiles The whole country will smile ..
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May 2, 2020
May 2, 2020 at 12:48 AM UTC
ये देश फिर से मुस्कुराएगा
फ़िर से वो दिन आएगा जब सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा कोरोना का अंधकार मिटाकर एक नया सवेरा साथ लाएगा फ़िर से वो दिन आएगा जब सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा लॉकडाउन हुआ है जबसे कैद हो गए घर में तबसे बिछड़ गए अपनों से सारे कोरोना के कहर से हारे ये हार का सिलसिला जल्द खत्म हो जाएगा फ़िर से वो दिन आएगा जब सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा बन्द हो गए धन्धे सारे छूट गयी मज़दूरी चाह कर भी न कमा पा रहे हाय! कैसी मजबूरी इस मजबूरी की दीवार गिरा हर वर्ग काम पर जाएगा फ़िर से वो दिन आएगा जब सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा खुल जाएंगे रास्ते सारे सब बंधन मुक्त हो जाएंगे हरा के फिर कोरोना को आज़ादी का दीप जलाएंगे बिखर गई है अर्थव्यवस्था हमारी उसको मजबूत बनाएंगे बिगड़े हुए इन हालातों में सारा देश एकजुट हो जाएगा फ़िर से वो दिन आएगा जब सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा करें प्रकृति को नमन आज हम और करें ये वादा न छेड़-छाड़ करें धरती से न हो ऐसा इरादा प्रकृति का साथ पाकर हर आंगन खिल जाएगा फ़िर से वो दिन आएगा जब सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा सारा देश मुस्कुराएगा.. www.youtube.com/miniPOETRY This country will smile again When the whole country smiles Erasing the darkness of corona Will bring a new dawn The day will come again When the whole country smiles Lockdown since Imprisoned at home ever since All the people who were separated Lost from the havoc of corona This necklace will end soon The day will come again When the whole country smiles All closed down Missed wages Can't earn even after wanting Oh! What helplessness The wall of this helplessness fell Every class will go to work The day will come again When the whole country smiles Will open all the way All ******* will be free Beat the corona again Light a lamp of freedom Our economy is shattered Make him stronger In these circumstances The whole country will be united The day will come again When the whole country smiles Bow to nature, today we And make this promise Do not disturb the earth No such intention With the nature Every courtyard will bloom The day will come again When the whole country smiles The whole country will smile ..
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With the state of the world right now, the only thing that we’re sure of, is that we’re not.
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May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 3:25 AM UTC
Pandemic
An angel without wings Desires to care with a sparkling gaze Sleepless nights, restless work They hold strain and treat our pain Aye, they are the true heroes Wearing scrubs lacking capes
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Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 4:58 AM UTC
The True Heroes
You are important, they might say. You are beloved, they want you to stay. They will comfort you and play. They will stay with you all day. But, this goes on only until you pay, Until those green papers in your wallet lay, Without them, No matter how much Love you spray. It's a bitter truth, but, everyone will betray. So, How much your importance weigh? Times when people wished you Good day, Good morning, Good night and Happy Birthday. They just loved your money every day.
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Apr 27, 2020
Apr 27, 2020 at 11:57 PM UTC
A Bitter Truth
Cooped up in my humble abode and privacy unheard of before and now. The friction of my shoes emerged to undesirable friction of my four walls. Ratcheting up of worries about my future, I pondered when would this pandemic end. My predicament sent me reeling so I convinced myself to juxtapose with countries reeling. A short joy on the end of my collegiate life soon accounted to the fueled uncertainties of the job market. Success used to be landing a remunerative job but now they said, landing any job would be a blessing. What about my dreams? They ought to cease to exist. It is no longer about dreams. It is about being alive. My demise, the demise of an industry, the demise of a country and the demise of the world. The ghastly truth of how my simple action of staying at home would impact the safe havens of many. A true test to my character in avoidance of getting positive from the test of COVID-19. For I know I am not alone.
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Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 3:54 AM UTC
COVID-19, I am not alone.
Spring snow chills the mind, Environmental measured Social distancing.
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Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 2:57 PM UTC
Netflix and Chilled.
A gentle pungence of the nutmeg Burns the hands that dwell in its ashes Sprinkle generously, lest you want the concoction, to turn out bland. Yet, how would bland be? A curry. Dressed in an assortment of spices, As, Cardamoms and Peppercorns and Cinnamons and Aniseeed_ Do add a bay leaf as you temper the potion to a base. It is joy, manifold_ flavours not just in conclusion but odyssey of the process. It is joy, unbound, creation nienté could bring about such happiness ! Joy of the 'Kitchen Wizard' is in his pots and potions found !
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Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 2:54 PM UTC
The Kitchen Wizard
In times like these, prepare a life jacket Keep it donned lest you fall down and drown Take measures full to not let health sicken There is full season left to weather out May stay inside, pick up a lost hobby May reconnect with one's far flung and old May find joy in just keeping to oneself May do a thing not before once foretold Desperate measures you will have to take Loved ones dear may not share your heartache Help yourself then and be not sad, my boy Grace from above shall fall on your ship of Troy A lighthouse at shoreline seen from here afar Till then, be safe and rejoice in your bell jar.
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Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 2:52 PM UTC
Life Jacket (A Sonnet)
Sigh... Aight. I'm done with this small life Indoor life Closed-door life I wanna shout about it I wanna tell all my thoughts and maybe you'll agree upon it! Now this a hunch Let me know, what'd you have for lunch Canned beans? Again? Oh, that's right. Stay home kids, Stay home peeps, Lessen the curve, let's do this! If you're done with this life, then do somethin' 'bout it. Stay home! This will all be over much faster, If you would, JUST, Stay home! Sigh...
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Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 1:02 AM UTC
Social Distancing!!!!
During this fearful wave please stay safe to keep the world safe
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 8:53 AM UTC
staySafe
Look around it seems so quite Finally, the sound of birds can be heard. Look around there's no car outside Rushing to get to the finish line. Streets are empty, the air is fresh Breathe in and rest. . Everyone is home it feels so nice Like someone gave you back your childhood Time. Use this time to catch up with the friend inside. . Don't go out please stay inside We can fight only if we stand unite.
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Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 7:22 AM UTC
Pause
I gaze, at the empty sky, dotted with birds here and there, I breathe the fresh air... It's like the trees afar are waving at me, The sun is winking. I've never appreciated nature this much.
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Mar 25, 2020
Mar 25, 2020 at 4:32 AM UTC
Social distancing day 3.
It's year 2020 And it suddenly seems That COVID-19 is Now running the streets He flew in from China Off the back of a bat He danced round in circles, Eventually crashed... The details are jaded In fact nobody cares How he transferred from bat To the Human flesh He's sparked a pandemic And he's drawn to all those Who ignore all warnings Not to get too close! (Little side note, he's drawn to us all but finds it much easier to travel via the fools) COVID-19 let's say... Corona for ease, he's Infecting our people There's no need to sneeze! He's got it all covered He's hijacking our air Needs minimal contact, Just you to be there In breathable distance (He dares you to come close) Unknowingly contract, Pass on, double dose At first you don't feel him Though he weighs on your chest, Heavier than you'll know Until close to death Some people can fight him Off better it seems, he 'Prays' on the vulnerable In contacting these Who'll pass him on over; Mum, Dad, Grandad or Nan The man down the road who You stopped to shake hands! The person who's struggling With another disease; No room for a Virus PLEASE don't give to these The concept is simple The process a bit hard But please stay at home, He's killing us HARD! It may not be you yet, Not yet someone you know But it shouldn't take that... I want him to go! PLEASE STAY SAFE AND STAY HOME!
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Mar 23, 2020
Mar 23, 2020 at 8:19 PM UTC
Covid-19
Go inside. Not only your home but yourself. You are being beckoned from within. The external world has nothing for you now. It’s time to go inside. To be. To feel. To reflect. To get real. To be vulnerable. To pray. To forgive. To meditate. To listen. To examine who you’ve become. To hurt. To heal. To let go of what’s holding you back. To imagine who you want to be. To be grateful. To be hopeful. To love. To learn. To grow. To dream. Go inside, and stay inside until you are at peace with yourself and our world.
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Mar 21, 2020
Mar 21, 2020 at 9:05 PM UTC
Go Inside
Listen. Can you hear the world struggling for its breath? Can you feel its tears rushing through your lungs? Do you share its fears? Lend your breath to the world. Fill its lungs with raging hope and see serenity shining through the eye of the storm. Remember, no storm’s meant to last. This one too is here to upset, to question, to teach, and shall eventually pass.
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Mar 21, 2020
Mar 21, 2020 at 4:08 PM UTC
Stay strong
*The smell of rain precedes the storm that looms out in the west. The sound of distant thunder causes racing in my chest.* *The temperature begins to drop as I begin to flee Seeking shelter from the storm beneath a lonely tree.* *I cower there, although I know this haven's a mistake. I know this is a lightning rod but that's the chance I take.* *The clouds, like battlements, now, tower overhead Ominous...majestic...and they fill my heart with dread.* *Drops of rain begin to fall and plop among the leaves Followed my the icy hail that toward my shelter weaves.* *A branch has fallen near my crouch and nearly I am crushed. My choice to wait beneath the tree now seems a little rushed.* *I stumble out into the storm.   The rain is driving hard. Lightning strikes the tree I'd left.   The trunk is black and charred.* *How foolish was my little hike in spite of warnings thus. Stay at home when storms approach or next time...take the bus*
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Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 11:03 PM UTC
a Storm's a Comin'
*You know you've been away for long when returning feels wrong when the rough road you left's a beautiful tarmac and the roadside lantana Kamara's someone's bed of lilacs you know it's been ages when you feel nostalgia turning pages when each bend you negotiate brings tears to your eyes for the skyline's too storied to have a view of the ranges so that in disappointment you take deep breaths and sighs you know an eternity has gone by since you set foot there when the hugs are a doubt for you wonder if folks still care when the cute little puppy you left is a scabby old ***** and all you can see are graves at the stead to the alleged old witch you realise time's past when every view matters so much so that you open your teary eyes without a twitch when the grass thatched homesteads are tatters next to mansions trapped betwixt the so called rich you tell the beautiful generation's gone when you ain't on foot when soon as you set foot of what was such a lively place tears of despondence cascade down your alien face when you don't know where those who survived relocated but can at least see tombstones in the distance suffocated by growing bushes, you try to get close but every plant scratches and you want a closer look much as every **** itches you know it's been eons when many gather like a scene of crime for they don't understand you're mourning for lost time for those who visited the great beyond in your absence young and the old attempting to speak English, renaissance you know it's been a while for unlike the days of the old only the youth show earnest concern, for they're the bold they who'll try to explain for the elderly the stranger you're for them old to realise you're one of their own back from a far you know you've been away for so long when what was a domicile is just a piece that couldn't be valued due to many a grave the revelations hurt yet are given in bits for none's that brave none's brave enough to relay your family's demise in chronology and luckily someone has a number you can call thanks to technology, your youngest sister, left a crying baby now married realising it's you her feelings are an oxymoron for she obviously sounds nonchalantly worried and out of words cause you left her nothing but your stolen crayon you know you've been away for so long when the moment you so much prayed for turns into a biting torment for soon as you walk out your car you become a shoulder to cry on implying that so much has happened while you were away yet you're too weakened by changes to keep at bay where are the rest? you can't help but wonder how a single decade could mean so much plunder you know you've been away for so long when you have a novel of sorrow one which reading could consume more than a tomorrow when you realise you went to the wrong place or right for you realise you're on your own childhood bed in the night the then soft spots feeling so hard while you twist and turn reminding you of the life you've endured whence you couldn't run you know you've been  away for a while when you can hardly sleep but you have room to contemplate the gone decade laugh, wonder, remember but mostly weep when you wish you had listened when they said Arabian money wasn't the picture they painted you know you've been absent when you wish you could rewind to erase all those grotesque things they made you do when you want to move the world back to the unwounded you the one who wasn't sexually abused and ******* tainted to save you the excruciating and ugly details you only realise when deafening's the sound of hails when you loathe rather than treasure the rain because all it does is remind you of your pain when you can't stop for yourself feeling sorry wishing to speak out to the rest yet too ashamed to tell your story*
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May 26, 2016
May 26, 2016 at 11:51 AM UTC
Beneath The Beautiful Pictures
*You know you've been away for long when returning feels wrong when the rough road you left's a beautiful tarmac and the roadside lantana Kamara's someone's bed of lilacs you know it's been ages when you feel nostalgia turning pages when each bend you negotiate brings tears to your eyes for the skyline's too storied to have a view of the ranges so that in disappointment you take deep breaths and sighs you know an eternity has gone by since you set foot there when the hugs are a doubt for you wonder if folks still care when the cute little puppy you left is a scabby old ***** and all you can see are graves at the stead to the alleged old witch you realise time's past when every view matters so much so that you open your teary eyes without a twitch when the grass thatched homesteads are tatters next to mansions trapped betwixt the so called rich you tell the beautiful generation's gone when you ain't on foot when soon as you set foot of what was such a lively place tears of despondence cascade down your alien face when you don't know where those who survived relocated but can at least see tombstones in the distance suffocated by growing bushes, you try to get close but every plant scratches and you want a closer look much as every **** itches you know it's been eons when many gather like a scene of crime for they don't understand you're mourning for lost time for those who visited the great beyond in your absence young and the old attempting to speak English, renaissance you know it's been a while for unlike the days of the old only the youth show earnest concern, for they're the bold they who'll try to explain for the elderly the stranger you're for them old to realise you're one of their own back from a far you know you've been away for so long when what was a domicile is just a piece that couldn't be valued due to many a grave the revelations hurt yet are given in bits for none's that brave none's brave enough to relay your family's demise in chronology and luckily someone has a number you can call thanks to technology, your youngest sister, left a crying baby now married realising it's you her feelings are an oxymoron for she obviously sounds nonchalantly worried and out of words cause you left her nothing but your stolen crayon you know you've been away for so long when the moment you so much prayed for turns into a biting torment for soon as you walk out your car you become a shoulder to cry on implying that so much has happened while you were away yet you're too weakened by changes to keep at bay where are the rest? you can't help but wonder how a single decade could mean so much plunder you know you've been away for so long when you have a novel of sorrow one which reading could consume more than a tomorrow when you realise you went to the wrong place or right for you realise you're on your own childhood bed in the night the then soft spots feeling so hard while you twist and turn reminding you of the life you've endured whence you couldn't run you know you've been  away for a while when you can hardly sleep but you have room to contemplate the gone decade laugh, wonder, remember but mostly weep when you wish you had listened when they said Arabian money wasn't the picture they painted you know you've been absent when you wish you could rewind to erase all those grotesque things they made you do when you want to move the world back to the unwounded you the one who wasn't sexually abused and ******* tainted to save you the excruciating and ugly details you only realise when deafening's the sound of hails when you loathe rather than treasure the rain because all it does is remind you of your pain when you can't stop for yourself feeling sorry wishing to speak out to the rest yet too ashamed to tell your story*
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