"azadi" poems - Hello Poetry

70 years of supposed independence Yet no real freedom for women In a society dominated by men Drowned, is a woman's voice We need Azadi from Patriarchy Money and power aren't everything Without love, life is nothing Above all, are relationships and life quality Is there no end to **** Why is marital **** legal? Our system is so feudal Marriage is such a shame Marred by domestic violence Divorce, a traumatic experience No freedom to choose her career Family is supposed to be better No freedom for inter-religious marriage If she does, it's labelled Love Jihad Frankly, we are tired Demand an end to this carnage She can dress as she pleases She can roam at night She can marry anyone she loves To question her, you have no right

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Aug 17, 2017

Aug 17, 2017 at 10:15 AM UTC

Ashwinkumar1989

We need Azadi from Patriarchy

70 years of supposed independence Yet no real freedom for women In a society dominated by men Drowned, is a woman's voice We need Azadi from Patriarchy Money and power aren't everything Without love, life is nothing Above all, are relationships and life quality Is there no end to **** Why is marital **** legal? Our system is so feudal Marriage is such a shame Marred by domestic violence Divorce, a traumatic experience No freedom to choose her career Family is supposed to be better No freedom for inter-religious marriage If she does, it's labelled Love Jihad Frankly, we are tired Demand an end to this carnage She can dress as she pleases She can roam at night She can marry anyone she loves To question her, you have no right

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Aaj achanak hi kyu azadi k din hume apne mulk ki itni yaad aayi Jb kurbaan hue jawan sarhad pe,tb kyu nhi aankho me nami aayi Zara dil se b izzat kr lo mere yaaro, kyuki ye zameen h hum sabki Kuch nahi le jao ge sath apne, milni h ess me hi raakh hum sabki Koi loot raha h gareeb ki jaeb, koi kr raha h bezuba awaam se faraeb Umeed h kashmir me aman hoga,toh aur b meethe hoge waha k saeb Jo saha h dard in kisaano ne, umeed h unka ye dard tumhe b mehsoos ** Daer raat in anderi galliyo se guzrti har beti har maa ki raah mehfooz ** Mazboot kr lo apne rishto ko,inpe h nigah kbhi mazhab ki kbhi siyasat ki Na rang se pehchan ** na hi adoore ang se,ek si taraki ** har ek riyasat ki Rishwat gareebi khudgarzi aur na jaane kitne h es mulk ko lge marz Kbhi fursat hui toh janne ki koshish krna kitne h es maa k tumpe karz Har bache ko ilm ** es janoon ka,taki ye kamyaabi k kadam ruk na paye Bss ik ehsaan krna khud pe,ki teri kisi harqat se kehi iska ser juk na jaye Dhua bss yehi h ki aane wali koi b nasal kabhi na ruksat ** es fitoor se Chand taaro pe chle b gye agr phir b krte rehna sada salam waha door se

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Aug 16, 2018

Aug 16, 2018 at 11:57 PM UTC

Spvsharma

Mera azad watan

Aaj achanak hi kyu azadi k din hume apne mulk ki itni yaad aayi Jb kurbaan hue jawan sarhad pe,tb kyu nhi aankho me nami aayi Zara dil se b izzat kr lo mere yaaro, kyuki ye zameen h hum sabki Kuch nahi le jao ge sath apne, milni h ess me hi raakh hum sabki Koi loot raha h gareeb ki jaeb, koi kr raha h bezuba awaam se faraeb Umeed h kashmir me aman hoga,toh aur b meethe hoge waha k saeb Jo saha h dard in kisaano ne, umeed h unka ye dard tumhe b mehsoos ** Daer raat in anderi galliyo se guzrti har beti har maa ki raah mehfooz ** Mazboot kr lo apne rishto ko,inpe h nigah kbhi mazhab ki kbhi siyasat ki Na rang se pehchan ** na hi adoore ang se,ek si taraki ** har ek riyasat ki Rishwat gareebi khudgarzi aur na jaane kitne h es mulk ko lge marz Kbhi fursat hui toh janne ki koshish krna kitne h es maa k tumpe karz Har bache ko ilm ** es janoon ka,taki ye kamyaabi k kadam ruk na paye Bss ik ehsaan krna khud pe,ki teri kisi harqat se kehi iska ser juk na jaye Dhua bss yehi h ki aane wali koi b nasal kabhi na ruksat ** es fitoor se Chand taaro pe chle b gye agr phir b krte rehna sada salam waha door se

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Aaj azadi ka din h, Karo apni soch ko bhi aazad, Agar beet jaye ye din bhi, To raho apni nayi soch ke saath.

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Aug 15, 2020

Aug 15, 2020 at 2:11 AM UTC

Whitewords

Aazad karo

Aaj azadi ka din h, Karo apni soch ko bhi aazad, Agar beet jaye ye din bhi, To raho apni nayi soch ke saath.

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Milke lade teh azadi ke liye, aur jab woh mili, bechad gaye aur jenelage akele

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Feb 17, 2021

Feb 17, 2021 at 9:06 AM UTC

Pragathi

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Milke lade teh azadi ke liye, aur jab woh mili, bechad gaye aur jenelage akele

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Nedā You died in protest in Iran. Āghā-Soltān age 26. Your death caught on camera. In the wrong place at the wrong time. Sent around the world. Condemning the Iranian government led by the mad man Ahmadinejabd. Your fellow country people said they were called your name. We are Nedā. Your death was one of the most witnessed in history due to television and the internet. Human Rights Watch said: "She was a philosophy student who was a bystander to the protests when she was shot in the chest on Kargar Street. At the time of the shooting, Āghā-Soltān was not actively protesting, according to her relatives and eyewitnesses. She had been travelling in a private car stuck in traffic several kilometres from the main protests at Azadi Square, and had just stepped out of the car. Numerous witnesses have stated that there were no active clashes between protesters and security forces in the area where she was shot." Your years of study over, stolen by an assassin's bullet. Unable to live your life, follow your dreams and contribute to life. But in death, you Nedā, won't be forgotten. You stand for freedom, life and against tyranny. Music was your love, you never did play your new piano. Stolen by that evil bullet allegedly fired by Abbās Kārgar Jāvid, member of the Basij militia. Symbolizing the people versus the government in the disputed election. Government authorities denied you a proper funeral and a ban on collective prayers after your ****** threatening your family if they mourned you. Evil actions by an evil government, like ****** or Stalin's evil way. Nothing but brutality. You Nedā are the opposite of that.

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Feb 6, 2018

Feb 6, 2018 at 5:25 PM UTC

nickarmbrister

Nedā

Nedā You died in protest in Iran. Āghā-Soltān age 26. Your death caught on camera. In the wrong place at the wrong time. Sent around the world. Condemning the Iranian government led by the mad man Ahmadinejabd. Your fellow country people said they were called your name. We are Nedā. Your death was one of the most witnessed in history due to television and the internet. Human Rights Watch said: "She was a philosophy student who was a bystander to the protests when she was shot in the chest on Kargar Street. At the time of the shooting, Āghā-Soltān was not actively protesting, according to her relatives and eyewitnesses. She had been travelling in a private car stuck in traffic several kilometres from the main protests at Azadi Square, and had just stepped out of the car. Numerous witnesses have stated that there were no active clashes between protesters and security forces in the area where she was shot." Your years of study over, stolen by an assassin's bullet. Unable to live your life, follow your dreams and contribute to life. But in death, you Nedā, won't be forgotten. You stand for freedom, life and against tyranny. Music was your love, you never did play your new piano. Stolen by that evil bullet allegedly fired by Abbās Kārgar Jāvid, member of the Basij militia. Symbolizing the people versus the government in the disputed election. Government authorities denied you a proper funeral and a ban on collective prayers after your ****** threatening your family if they mourned you. Evil actions by an evil government, like ****** or Stalin's evil way. Nothing but brutality. You Nedā are the opposite of that.

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