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Tere Paas Hone Se Kuchh Na Hua, Tere Baad Shayad Kuchh Achchha **! 

Tere Saath Hokar Bhi Hum Khush Na The, Tere Baad Shayad Kuchh Achchha **!

Teri Maujudgi Ka Ehsaas Kabhi Na Hua, Tere Baad Shayad Kuchh Achchha **!

Tune Kabhi Humse Pyaar Na Kiya, Tere Baad Shayad Kuchh Achchha **!
Shrivastva MK Feb 2017
Bikhar se gye ye Pal mere khushi ke
Unke chale Jane ke baad,
Nikal gye en aankho se aansoo
Unki yaad aane ke baad,
Aaj nazane kyon khamosh Hai ye dil mera
Unka sath chhut Jane ke baad,
Pal Pal kuchh tutne ki aawaj sunai de rhi mujhe
Sab kuchh tut Jane ke baad,
Hansu to Kaise Hansu jab meri Hansi hi chali gyi
mujhse Ruth Jane ke baad,
Ye ek ek Pal ek saal ki Tarah Kat rahi Hai
Jabse chhut gya unka sath,
Ai Hwa zara unse kah Dena ki mere kabra par ek phul chadha Dena
Mere saans tutne ke baad,
Mere sans tutne ke baad....
Grim Reaper Sep 2016
Kyun tu acha lagta hai , waqt mila to sochenge

Tujh mein kya kya dekha hai, waqt mila to sochenge

Sara sheher shanasai ka , dawedar to hai lekin

Kon hamara apna hai , waqt mila to sochenge

Hum ne usko likha tha , kuch milne ki tadbeer karo

Us ne likh ker bheja hai , waqt mila to sochenge

Mosam khushbu baad-e-saba chand shafaq aur taron mein

Kon Tumhare jaisa hai ,waqt mila to sochenge

Ya to apne dil ki mano , ya phir duniya walon ki

Mashwara uska acha hai ,waqt mila to sochenge

Kyun tu acha lagta hai , waqt mila to sochenge
Ultimate poetry by Attaullah Khan.  Waqt mila to sochenge..

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Meri pehchan shirf itni hai ki "I'm born in INDIA" Bharat meri pehchan h, Bharat mera samman h, Bharat mera Abhimaan h
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Aap mujhshe sab kuch cheen sakte **, mera tan mera lahu par meri pahchaan mujhse Bhartiya hone ki nahi cheen sakte aur wahi meri identity hai, mai bhartiya hu mujhe iss par bahot garv hai or iss se uper koi garv mujhe chahie v nahi ||
Mai Bharat maa ka beta hu pahle ,uske baad ek maa ne mujhe janm dia h is sthal bharat bhumi par ussi ki lie kuch likha tha ye ki..
KAASH MERI ZINDGI ME SARHAD KI KOI SHAAM AAYE
KAASH MERI ZINDGI MERE WATAN KE KAAM AAYE
NAA KHAUF HAI MAUT KA OR NAA AARJU HAI JANNAT KI
MAGAR JAB KABHI ZIKR ** SAHEEDO KA
KAASH MERA V NAAM AAYE KAASH MERA V NAAM AAYE
This is what i would love to introduce myself like that....
Agar koi puche ki kaun tha wo -
JAB KOI PUCHE MERE BAARE ME
TO MERI YE PEHCHAAN LIKH DENA
UTHANA MERA COMMANDO DAGGER
OR CHATTI PAR HINDUSTAAN LIKH DENA
KOI PUCHE PAGAL THA WO KAUN
TO BHAGAT SINGH OR KRANTIKARIO KA CHELA
OR INQUILAB KA GULAM LIKH DENA
AUR BACHA ** JO **** ME LAHU
NIKALNA USSE OR FEKANA ZAMEEN PE
OR MAA TUJHE SAALAM LIKH DENA
Yhai parichaye tha hai or rahega...... |||||||||
Aaj kal bahot ek mudda chal rha h Desh bhakti kuch logo ne usse Hinduo se jod dia kuch ne mushlmaano se kuch ne sikkho se kuch ne ishayeo se, ek baat yaad rakhna hum pehchaan hai Ek aisa mahavidyalaya ek aisa university (its like an university ,its like a college the country is like college, we may have different wings, we may have different subjects but we all belong to une college/ university and that is Bharat ||
aaj bahot jaruri ** gya uss ‪#‎traitor‬ us gaddar ya behter language me usse ‪#‎gaddar‬ or ‪#‎Chutia‬ khenge..
lets talk about that person jisne har fauji har iss bharat maa ke bete ko hurt kia h aaj uske baare me baat karna bahot jaruri ** gya h
Naa hinduo se naa mushalmano se
iss mulk ko taqleef hai gaddar or baemaano se
jinhe hum haar samajh baithe the
gala apana sajane ko
wahi ab naag ban baithe
humhi ko kaat khane ko
Pichle 2-3 mahine, it has been disturbing me a lot " I being an Indian ,I being a simple son of this motherland feel hurt ..
Bura lagta haikaaran ye hai log kahte hai hum kuch kar nahi sakte
"Aisa hai karne par aa jaye to bahot kuch kar sakte hai , lekin hum samman karte hai bharat ke sarrwoch nyayalay ka (Supreme court ka )" or uske aadesh ki awhelna nahi karna chahte hai , uske aadesh ka paalan karte hue kuch gaddaro ko aaj v chod rakha hai,
warna aisa hai kaam hi haddia todne ka or jaan lene ka hindustani fauz karti hai |
kisi ne kaha mai unn gaddaro ka naam lena v pasand nahi karunga,bcz wo itna v deserve nahi karte ki unka naam is juban par aaye
but ek cheej bolna bahot jaruri hai ''ki Bhartiya senaa ****** hai"
Agar gharo me baithe ** naa or tumhari behne or tumhari maaye ghar se nikal kar jaa rahi hai to sirf ye hindustani fauz hai jiski dumm pe tumne bhai hone kaa baap hone ka farz nahi nibhaya hoga "this is the only indian armed forces which maintain the degnity of a soldier nad maintains that brotherhood" aapki bahne aapki maaye agar surakshit hai to wo bharat ki senaye hai jiske kaaran hai , bolne ke pahle socha karo or kismat bahot acchi thi ki fauz ke saamne nahi bola warna jo Hero bana di na iss desh ne ,fauz tum jaise ko choddti bhai nahi ....magar ye bharat ka samvidhan hai "there is the constitution of India" jisne baandh rakha hai humare haatho ko , Krodh karna meri aadat nahi hai magar aata hai gussa islie aata hai kyuki chanakya ne kaha ki akshar maine juthe logo ko mushkurate hue dekha hai .. jo sach bolta hai or dil se bolta haai usko gussa bahot aata hai or ye gussa iss bat ka hai ki iss desh me kutto ko maarne ki permission nahi hai isliye abhi tak bache hue ** "Ask ur sister ask ur family members ,if there are 10 young boys & if there is a single soldier ,ask a young girl where would you go for the help and whom would she ask for the help & i insure this that girl would go to a soldier and ask and she will say one thing suddenly she will use this word Bhaiya meri help kijie" kya hai ye jawani sambhal nahi rahi hai to batao 23 saal me Saheed Bahagat Singh,
Ram Prashad Bishmil bada bada kaam kar ke chale gye, bahot garmi aree sena join karo bharat ki fauz me aaodushmano se lado naaghar ke ander kyu dushmani ka mahaool banate **.....
Kisi ek bewkoof ne ye kah diya ki Bhagat Singh jaisa hai ,Abe sharm karo and clear ur facts before you compare that guy with revolutionaries, kaun the wo or kiski baat kar rahe ** uss inshaan ki who can't deliver two right sentences in one particular languages,
Aap uski comparison kar rahe ** jo Bharat ke samvidhan ko gaddar kah rha hai..
Thik hai bolne ki azadi hai magar ye azadi di kisne hai ," The freedom has been given to you bye the constitution of this country,The Honorable Supreme Court has some guidelines the honorable constitution of this country has some guideline and we must respect that "
Aap kaise Bhartiya sena ko ****** kah sakte ** sharm karo uss sentence par agar aaj v bacchia surakshit hai if the Indian youth if everybody who ever is doing what ever they want to do if this freedom has been given to them is just because of one thing that Indian Army ,Navy,Airforce, Indian armed forces are fighting for you day and night.
Jab tum sone jaate ** tab unki duty ka waqt shuru hota hai , sharm khao iss baat k lie aur yaad rakho Bharat ko todne ki koshish mat karo
Naa hinduo se naa mushlmano se
Iss mulk ko taqleef thi hai gaddaro se or bayemano se .
Or yaad rakho "Apni azadi ka galat upyog mat karo "
JAI HIND
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VENUS62 Jul 2014
Swaymvar- Wedding! With Translation in English

Kavi, tha khayalon me khoya
Dard-e -dil soch ke roya

Tab Apsara sundarsi hui prakat
Ahista se gayee Kavi ke nikat

Likhte kyun ** kavita hamesha udaas
Racho koi rachna jisme ** harsh-o- ulhas

Ghatne wali hai ghatna avismarniya
Reh jayega baki sub kuch asmarniya

Aney wali hai baraat aaj raat
Yahi kuch gyarah- barah baje ke baad

Chaand ke saath hogi chandni
Sitare layenge jhilmil roshni

Indra layenge varsha ko saath
Varun ayenge thamey badalon ka haath

Suraj layenge bas kiran ek
Teeno mil sajayenge indradhanush anek


Draupadi ke saath honge punch pandav
Shiv bhi karenge nritya tandav

Agni khud karenge havan
Halka sa jhonka denge Pavan

Patton se banegi chudiyan hari
Maang mein mitti hogi lal sindoori

Aasman mein cha jayega kala-neela sa rang
Krishna jab nachenge radha ke sang

Rachegi khoob ras leela wahan
Dekha na hoga kabhi ye jahan

Pakwan har ek hoga anvesh
Bhojan hoga bahut hi vishesh

Srishti banegi ati ati -sundar
Rachegi jab
Ambar aur dharti ka swayamvar!



Translation The Wedding!
The poet was lost in thought
Heartbroken and distraught

When appeared an Apsara ethereal
She touched his shoulder lightly

Why do you write poems full of sorrow
Do write some poems replete with joy

About to happen is an event memorable
Everything else will be forgettable

The bridegroom will ride on a chariot light
Around eleven-twelve tonight

The moon will swing in with his moonlight
The stars will twinkle on their own shining bright

Indra will bring along the rains
Varun will hold the clouds in rein

The sun will be present as a single ray
The trio will create a rainbow array

Draupadi will come with five pandav
Shiv will swirl to his Dance Tandav

Agni himself will do the Havan
Gentle breeze will be supplied by Pavan

The bangles will be made from leaves green
The color of the earth will be vermilon red

The sky will be decked in black and blue
When Krishna will dance with Radha his beloved true

There will be celebrations lavish
Mortals will be left in disbelief

The food will indeed be delectable
Each dish will be a creative spectacle!

Creation will be at her very best
When the earth and sky
will be in their union blessed.
CC Oct 2017
The photos were leaked today
They were of a **** woman with brown skin
Love making as she stared straight into the lenses
I was showed by a man who did not know how to react once I had been shown
My reaction was not shock
I merely stated "That's baad"
I did not know how to react to the staunch cyber-bully who was sure he was doing himself a justice by being so open about his anger at the naked, brown, humiliated, naked, shamed, beautiful
I am shamed by his shaming
I am naked by his *******
I am beautiful by myself sometimes
Sometimes I take the tape off my camera and position it near my bloom
I am not alone in this activity and yet I feel alone in an intimate situation, feel less alone, in a private situation.
Sometimes I work it so that every part of my dark lips are shadowed and my fingers seem to work for a living rather than play
My body is not a string
It is a temple of dark things
It is a ossuary filled with the dust of former lives
It is not to be dangled for cats for play
It has no puppet hands
Or puppet face
It smiles because it sees you smile
And she frowns when she sees you laugh
It is alive
The misfortune you hope her body will bring her is shame
I hope it will bring other people enlightenment
The fault is not in her
The fault is in the malicious, villainous, caricature of man who is hallow and made of maddening bells
Every time you disturb him he rings in announcement "This lady I had once an intimate relationship and she abused me. Here is her punishment."
We are all cavernous tunnels with lights to shoot out of the pins and needles sensational feelings we do not desire this but we must desire to be freed from being owned by this
We all think we're exempted from shame until we are ashamed
There are no exemptions, only more bells
They ring, until background noise renders them obsolete to us
Aap
Ek naadan parinde ka haath aapne thaama,
Apne dil mein diya sabse khubsurat thikana.

Phool ki mehak ko jaata nahi churaya.
Suraj ki kirne ko jaata nahi chupaya.

Khuda ne itna sikhaya hai mujhe,
Aapke liye dua karu khud se pehle.

Mere dil ka dard kisne hai dekha,
Ye dost muskaan ke peeche ki kahani padh leta.

Vaada karte hain ye rishta dil se nibhayenge,
Aapki shiddat mein hadd se guzar jayenge.

Dil se maangi thi dua rabb se,
Qubool hui ibadat mulakaat hui jab aapse.

Duniya ki daulat hey ishwar nahi chahiye mujhe,
Sabse anmol tohfa mila jo jud gaye sanjog unse.

Dadhkano ki dadhakti har awaaz hai sirf unki,
Pyaar mein tabdil ** gayi hamari dosti.

Chand sa hai mukhda,
Mere jigar ka tukda.

Bin tere jiyenge ab hum na ek pal,
Tujhse juda hai aane wala har kal.

Bhut sataya humne aapko aapka jawab dene mein,
Hanji hum bhi chahte hain aapko aapki shiddat se.

Jud gye dil se dil tak,
Mujh par sirf hai aapka hakk.

Rooh se rooh ka rishta hai hamara,
Tujh bin ek pal nahi humein gavara.

Chadha diya hum par rang apna,
Poora hua ek pyaara sa sapna.

Aasman mein jab tak sitaro ka hai basera,
Ek dusre ka hain hum sahara.

Meri zindagi ke saaton janam hai aapke naam,
Aapke hi rahenge hum bheja khuda ko paigaam.

Pyaar mera rago mein lahu ban daude,
Apna sab kuch tum par qurbaan kar de.

Tum saath ** tou zindagi mein hai bahaar,
Tere bina zindagi bhi hai meri bekaar.

Khuda kasam har saans sirf tumhari,
Tumse hi judi hai zindagi hamari.

Rabb jaane kya lekh likhe unhone,
Milaya hai jab aage bhi whi sambhale.

Mai teri ** gayi haa mahiya,
Har kadam saath hain hum saathiya.

Rabb se pehle tumko yaad kiya,
Apna dil tumhe de diya .

Sacchi mohabbat tumse kar baithe,
Pta nahi chala kab hum aapke ** gye.

Zindagi se judi hai hayat aapki,
Aapka pyaar jaise maa ki thapki.

Har mod par saath hai aapke,
Chahe waqt kitni karwat badal le.

Aapki pagli sirf aapki hai yaara,
Tum bin kaun hai hamara.

Intezaar hai besabri se humein us din ka,
Jis din aapke naam se judega naam hamara.

Aapka har dukh hamara hai sajna,
Hamari har khushi par naam hai aapka.

Tumko bhi hai khabar,
Aye mere humsafar.

Maut ki gaud mein sone ke baad bhi,
Alwida nahi hai kehna humein kabhi.

Gujarish hai khuda se ,
Kabhi juda na karna unse.

Ek sang hi mitti ki chadar odh so jayenge,
Sacchi mohabbat dil se nibhayenge.

Mohabbat se kai upar hai mohaabat aapse,
Aisa koi shabd nahi jo ise piro ske.

Chaha tha humesha se humsafar mahadev jaisa,
Qubool hui dua hamari jo mila mahiya aisa.

Dilon ki awaaz mein hai itna asar,
Yaad kare joo ** jaati hai khabar.

Ibadat karne ka wo khubsurat lamha mile,
Tou hum apne humsafar  ke saamne sajda kar le.
Ankit Dubey Mar 2020
Zikr jab zindagi ka hota hai toh hum aksar apni zindagi ke guzre waqt ke flashbacks mein chale jaate hai, aur kehte hai zindagi toh bohot buri guzar rahi hai.. yeh maana ki jo beet gaya hai usse bhulaya toh jaa sakta hai magar apne zehan se mitaya nahi jaa sakta.. bas unn tamaam ache-bure daur ko muqaddar samjhkar aage badha jaa sakta hai. Aur life mein ek phase aata jab humein lagta hai ab aur kya dekhne ko baaqi reh gaya hai zindagi mein saare tajurbe aur sabaq mil chuke hai ab toot jaane mein hi bhalayi hai haar jaana hi ek aakhri sahi rasta hai. Aur phir apni khushiyon ka shok aur barbaadiyon ka jashn manane lag jaate hai. Magar khushiyan bhi itni aasani haar nahi maanti. Zindagi humein har ache-bure daur ke baad ek khoobsurat tohfa deti hai jisse hum mauka kehte hai. Humein zindagi se mile wo saare tajurbe aur sabaq phir se jeene ka hausla dete hai. Ek nayi umeed dete hai. Aur shayad isliye hum zindagi ka saath nahi chhorte.
Beete kal mein pareshan rehte hai, aane kal ki fizool mein fikar rehti hai aur jo aaj hai usse jeete toh hai magar thodi bechaini ke saath. Jo guzar gaya usse accept karke aage badh jao, jo kal hoga wo tumhare aaj ki mehnat se pata chalega na ki fikar se, aur apne aaj se mohabbat karo.
Ek badi ajeeb si cheez hai jo hum sabhi ke saath hoti hai jab hum 5-6 saal purani tasveer mein khudko dekhte hai toh hasi aajati hai ki kaise the hum ab waqai behtar badlaav aaya hai hum mein wo badlaav tum laaye ** khud ke andar. Waqt ke saath mature hokar, mushkil se mushkil maqaam haasil karke, apna vision aur mindset positive rakhkar, apni zindagi ko sahi raaste mein le jaakar. Isliye tum haare nahi **, zindagi mauke deti hai magar tumhe ehsaas tak nahi hone degi kab tumne uss mauke ka fayda utha liya. Aur agar kabhi bura phase aaye toh uss mein bekhauf hokar jeena magar sahi waqt par nikalkar apni zindagi ko behtar bana dena. Kyunki abhi tumhara qissa khatam nahi huwa, abhi tumhe nikhar ke wapas aana hai kahani badalne.. .
Asia ke hum parinde, Aasma hai had hmari,
Jante hai chand suraj, Jid hmari zad hmari,

Hum whi jisne samander ki, lehar par baandh sadha,
Hum whi jinke ke liye din, rat ki upji na badha,

Hum ki jo dharti ko mata, maan kar samman dete,
Hum ki wo jo chalne se pehle, manjile pehchan lete,

Hum whi jo sunya main bhi, sunya rachte hain nirantar,
Hum whi jo roshni rakhte, hai sabki chaukhto par,
Un ujalo ka wahi, paigam le aye hai hum,

Hum hai desi hum hai desi hum hai desi,
Ha magar har desh chaye hai hum.

Zinda rehne ka asal andaz, Sikhlaye hai humne,
Zindgi hai zindgi ke, Baad samjhaya hai humne,

Humne batlaya ki, Kudrat ka asal andaz kya hai,
Rang kya hai roop kya hai, Mehak kya hai swad kya hai,

Humne duniya mohbat, Ka asar zinda kiya hai,
Hmne nafart ko gale mil, Mil ke sharminda kiya hai,

In tarrki ke khudao, Ne to ghar ko dar bnaya,
In pde khali makano, Ko hmi ne ghar bnaya,

Hum na aate to taraki, Is kadar na bol pati,
Hum na aate to ye duniya, Khidkiya na khol pati,
Hai yasoda ke yha par, devki jaye hai hum,

Hum hai desi hum hai desi hum hai desi,
Ha magar har desh chaye hai hum.
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Sk Abdul Aziz May 2016
Bari muddaton kay baad tera chehra dekhna naseeb hua
Meray rooh ko jaisay nayi zindagi milgayi
Teri muskarahat ko dekha
Teri dil ki aahat ko suna
Toh aisa laga kay baray dino baad meray aankhon aur kaano ka sahi maino may istimaal hua hai
(Urdu and Hindi)

English Translation

After a long time i got to see your face
My soul it seems has got a new lease of life now
When i saw your smile
When i heard the sound of your heart
It seemed that after many days i used my eyes and ears in the proper and true sense
Vineeta rai Apr 2019
Ek ldki apne pure jeevan Me kya kya sehti hai ish kavita ke madhyam se batana cahti hu....

Waise to Laxmi, durga, saraswati kaha jata hai ladkiyo ko..
To kyu uske janm par mara jata hai ush masum ko....
Ladka hai to hamara chirag hamara vans aur ladki hai to sir ka bojh...
Jara yaad kro aise soch walo ladki na rahe to kahan se laao tum apna vans apna chirag...
Jo tmhe har khusiya De uski jra izzat ni krte....
Samjhte pair ki jutti **...
Are suno bewakufo...
Bina aurat aage ni badh sakte **....

Ladki ka to pura jeevan hi aisa hota hai... Ladki kabhi apna nahi soch sakti suru se maa baap Ka kaha manana aur fhir pati aur saas sasur ka... Apni khusiyo se jada pariwar ka sochna khud ki khwahiso ka Gala ghot sabki baat Manana....girls don't have life of there own... Chaliy aage dekhte hai.... Jb ldki ki saadi ** jati hai...

Ladki ko to suru se paraya dhan samjha jata hai....
Kyuki ushe vida hokr dusre ka ghar swarana hota hai...
Apni maa ka anchal chod...
Kai nae rista nibhana hota hai...
Kisi ki bahu kisi ki biwi kisi ki cachi 1000 riste bn jate hai...
Un sbko pyar se nibhana hota hai...
Ladki ka to naam hi tyag hai...
Kyuki suru se usne apni khusiyo ko tyagna sikha hai...
Kabhi maa baap ke majburi ke karan..
Kabhi society ke karan...
Aur fhir apne maa baap ko chod sasural jana hota hai...

Jara puchna cahti hu un ldko se... Kya tum apne maa ka saya chod reh skte **... Nahi na... To socho ek ldki kaise rehti hogi.... Wo tumhare liy apna har kuch chod skti hai... To kya tumhara farz ni ki uske khusiyo ka khyal rkho... Itna hi to ek ldki mangti hai.. Aur afsos tum log ushe wo bhi Ni de skte... Ldke bus apni jimmedari saupte hai apne faisle thopte hai... Ldki ke saadi ke baad to ushe apne mayke tk jane ka haq ni hota jbtk pati raazi na **... Kya ldki ki koi life hi  nahi...
Hum niyam to nahi badal sakte par itna to kar sakte hai na ki uske khusiyo ka bhi dhyan rakh ske...Kabhi socha hai ek ldki ke andar kitna kuch chlta hai par itne risto Me wo bandh kar kuch nahi keh pati.... Jara samjho ushe jo tumhe ache se samjh jati hai...
Tum kya khate **... Kya pasand hai... Kya kaam kb krte **... Tumhare kapde se lekar jutte tk har cheez ka khyal rkhti hai... Aur tum uska bhi khyal nahi rakh Pate...

Waqt chlta hai ldki maa banti hai....
9 mahine kya kuch seh ke ek bache ko janam deti hai....
Ush 9 mahine wo kis daur se gujarti hai wo wahi janti hai...
Sb kuch Sehti hai par chu tk ki aawaz nahi nikalti...
Aur ladki ka dard koi samjh ni pata...
Ek bache ko achi parwaris deti hai ushe Bada karti hai...
Ek ladki ki puri lyf ek battle field se kam nahi hoti...
Ladki janam se maut tak bahut kuch jhelti hai...
To apka bhi farz banta hai ushe samjhna....
Uski khusiyo ka khyal rkhna...
Ajj jada nahi ek baar Akele baith kr socha what a Girl do for uhh...
As a mother, sister, wife even ur girlfriend...just think ND try to understand her....
Ek khusi ushe bhi dekr dekhiy... Sach Me ldki ishse jada kuch nahi cahti...

Last Me itna hi kahungi...ladki dusro ke liy jeete jeete apna antim saans leti hai....
Pls I request to all boys and men.... Stop to hurt ur wife sister mother or gf just respect what they do for you.... And app bhi kuch krna sikho... Unke liy...
Two Bulgarian poets entered “The Second Genesis” – Anthology of Contemporary World Poetry – India’2014
Poems of the Bulgarian poets Bozhidar Pangelov and Mira Dushkova are included in the Indian project “The Second Genesis: An Anthology of Contemporary World Poetry”. Bozhidar Pangelov’s poems are: “Time is an Idea” and “…I hear” translated by Vessislava Savova; as for Mira Dushkova’s poems – “Beyond”, “Sozopolis” and “The Girl”, they were translated by Petar Kadiyski.


For the authors:
Bozhidar Pangelov was born in the soft month of October in the city of the chestnut trees, Sofia, Bulgaria, where he lives and works. He likes joking that the only authorship which he acknowledges are his three children and the job-hobby in the sphere of the business services. His first book Four Cycles (2005) written entirely with an unknown author but in a complete synchronous on motifs of the Hellenic legends and mythos. The coauthor (Vanja Konstantinova) is an editor of his next book Delta (2005) and she is the woman whom “The Girl Who…” (2008) is dedicated to. His last (so far) book is “The Man Who…” (2009). In June 2013 a bi lingual poetry book A Feather of Fujiama is being published in Amazon.com as a Kindle edition. Some of his poems are translated in Italian, German, Polish, Russian, Chinese and English languages and are published on poetry sites as well as in anthologies and some periodicals all over the world. Bozhidar Pangelov is on of the German project Europe takes Europa ein Gedicht. “Castrop Rauxel ein Gedicht RUHR 2010” and the project “SPRING POETRY RAIN 2012”, Cyprus.
Mira Dushkova (1974) was born in in Veliko Tarnovo, the medieval capital of Bulgaria. She earned a MA degree from the University of Veliko Tarnovo, and later on a PhD in Modern Bulgarian Literature, from Ruse University Angel Kanchev, in 2010, where she is currently teaching literature courses.
Her writing includes poetry, essays, literary criticism and short stories. She has published several poetry books in Bulgarian: “I Try Histories As Clothes“ (1998), „Exercise On The Scarecrow” (2000), „Scents and Sights“ (2004), literary monograph “Semper Idem : Konstantin Konstantinov. Poetics of the late stories“ (2012, 2013) and the story collection „Invisible Things“ (2014).
Her poems have been published in literary editions in Bulgaria, USA, Sweden, Hungary, Croatia, Romania, Turkey and India. Some of her poems and essays have been first prize winners of different Bulgarian contests for literature.
She has attended poetry festivals in Bulgaria, Croatia (Zagreb) and Turkey (Istanbul and Ordu).
She lives in Ruse – Bulgaria.

For the Antology “The Second Genesis”:
In the anthology titled „The Second Genesis“ are published the poems of 150 poets from 57 countries. All poems are in English. The Antology consists of 546 pages. “The Second Genesis” includes authors’ and editors’ biographies and three indexes: of the authors; of the poem titles and an index based on the first verses. It is issued by “A.R.A.W.LII” (Academy of ‘raitɘ(s) And Word Literati) – an academy, which encourages literature and creative writing and realizes cultural connections between India and the other countries. Four times a year ARAWLII publishes in India the international magazine for poetry and creative writing „Prosopisia“. Its Chief Editor and President of A.R.A.W.LII is Prof. Anuraag Sharma. He is also author of Antology’s Introduction.
Participating Countries:
Albania, Argentina, Armenia, Australia, Belgium, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Brazil, Bulgaria, Albania, Great Britain, Germany, Greece, Denmark, Egypt, Estonia, India, Iran, Iraq, Ireland, Israel, Spain, Italy, Jordan, Canada, Cyprus, China, Kosovo, Cuba, Macao, Macedonia, Niger, Norway, Pakistan, Palestine, Poland, Puerto Rico, Romania, Russia, Saudi Arabia, USA, Singapore, Syria, Serbia, Taiwan, Tunis, Turkey, Fiji, Philippines, Finland, France, Holland, Croatia, Montenegro, Czech Republic, Chile, Sweden, Switzerland, Scotland, South Africa, Japan
For the editors:
Anuraag Sharma – editor and president of A.R.A.W.LII
Poet, critic, author of short stories, translator and playwrighter, Anuraag has to his credit the following publications: “Kiske Liye?”, “Punarbhava”, “Audhava”, Dimensions of the Angel: A Study of the poetry of Les Murray’s Poetry “Iswaswillbe” – a collection of short stories, “Setu” (“The Bridges”). He has also co-editor the volume of conference papers: ”Caring Cultures: Sharing Imaginations. Some of his recent publications include: “A Trilogy of plays”, “Mehraab” (“The Arch”) – translations of selected poems of four Canberra Poets, “Papa and Other Poems”, “Sau Baras Ka Sitara Eik” – translation of Andrew Parkin’s “A Star of Hundred Years”, “As if a wooden house I am”- translations of Surendra Chaturverdi, “Satish Verma: The Poet” and “Tere Jaane ke Baad Tere Aane as Pehle”. He is also editor-in-chief of two international journals – “Lemuria” and “Prosopisia”. Currently he is working as a Professor in English at Govt. College “Kekri” Ajmer, India.

Moizur Rehman Khan – co-redactor, project manager, secretary of A.R.A.W.LII
He studied Urdo and Persian Literature in college and later on competed his master degree in English literature from “Dayanand” College, Ajmer, India. He completed his research dissertation under the supervision of Anuraag Sharma on “Major themes in the poetry of Chris Wallas-Crabbe”. He is a creative writer. His poems and articles have been published in various magazines and journals. Currently he is teaching English at DMS, RIE, Ajmer, India.
References for the Antology:
“No middle no end, the poems in The Second Genesis have been speaking to you long before the beginning and will continue without you…don’t worry, its binding has long since unglued, its pages, worn and disheveled, will always be speaking to you, they’ve been compiled this way, to be read out of order, backwards, shelved or scattered in an attic between the coffee and greasy finger stains…The Second Genesis is the history of the Book where you become its words, ink and pulp.”
Craig Czury

“The Second Genesis is at the crossroads of a new poetic becoming. a poetry claiming its second beginning not only for art but the heart pulsating and feeding the entire body. This anthology is a successful fusion of unique, inimitable and polyphonic poetry, a well-organized improvisation with a solid and flexible structure.”

Dalia Staponkute

“The Second Genesis, a compendium of world poetry which is also a poetry of the world, suggests so much a new beginning as it does a recognition of the ongoing creation that continues to animate our collective existence. Our precarious era requires a global affirmation that we are all in this together. Poetry has always said as much, and here it says it again, in the idioms of our time.”
Paul Kane
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“Visionary and international, The Second Genesis, introduced and edited by Anuraag Sharma, sparkles with poetry of insight, intelligence and feeling and is an indispensable reminder of our human aspirations and experience in the early 21st century. Poets from nearly sixty countries rub shoulders in this ambitious and wide-ranging collection, and their poems resonate and mingle in a multi-layered voice. It is the voice of our humanity.
In his Introduction, Dr. Sharma points to the invaluable importance of poetry in what he calls our destructive Lear era:
Beyond the Lear Century, across the 21st Century lies the island of Prospero and Ariel and Miranda and Ferdinand – the region of faith, hope and innocence, the land of virtue, and all forgiveness sans grievances, sans regrets, sans curses. The doleful shades lead to pastures new.
We must weigh our hopes. The Second Genesis is at hand….”
Diana Sampey
Shrivastva MK Jun 2017
MAA
Maa tere aanchal me humne Sara sansaar dekha hai,
Maa tere aankhon me humne khushiyo ka bahar dekha hai,

Maa tere charano me humne swarg ka dwar dekha hai,
Maa tere dil me humne baccho ke liye pyar dekha hai,

Maa tune Hume sabse pyaar aur samman karna sikhaya hai,
Maa tune srishti Ki rachna kar Ghar ko jannat banaya hai,

Najane bhagwan ne Maa ko kis mitti se banaya hai,
Khud sabhi dard chhupa kar Hume hasaya hai,

Maa tune Hume nau mahine kokh me rakhkar najane kitne dard uthaya hai,
Janm ke baad apna dudh pilakar Hume buddhimaan aur takatwar banaya hai,

Khud roya zindagi bhar jisne Maa ko rulaya hai,
Bhojan ke liye khud bhatakta rha jisne Maa ko bhukhe sulaya hai,

Maa ki sewa karo kyoki esne Duniya bnaya hai,
Khud bhukhe rahkar  bhi hume khilaya hai,

Duniya ka sabse sachha Gyan  Maa  Papa  me hi sikhaya hai,
Khud bhale hi padhe likhe na ** lekin aapko padhakar ek safal insaan banaya hai....
About Mother,and specially dedicated to my lovely Mother
Dunya Sun Sep 2013
Is it bad that, I never made love
no I never did it but I sure knew how to **** 'em
until I met you
You flipped it all around
got me going up and down
no not makin not one sound
Yes I had some issues
Could not commit
Na, wasn't havin it
but at least I can admit that I was baad to them
Yea I was bad before,
but I'll be good to you

surrenderin' my all to you
givin' you what I got
cause you know how to hit the spot
every time we reach to the top
Im tellin you I don't want no body else
could it just be you and myself
I don't want that lame ****
talk to a bunch a ****** fake ****
tryna hide what i feel inside
cause the demons that tried to erase me
yeah they tried to erase me
by makin' the one's i love
betray me, betray me
made me hate me
I know,
I thought thats all I was good for
that no good **** who's stay on all four
suckin **** like a no good *****
but she's pure
she's pure
I know its hard to believe
but we all deceive
she's a mystery
come look at me
and i'm sure you'll see
Lacked love
So she ******
You came
Changed the game
She's sane
Rise above
Bad girl
Time is up
Juwayriya Sep 2021
Dard bhi kya sikandar hai.
Is ko na kisi ki fikar, na dar hai.
Jab yeh aata hai toh sab bhula deta hai.
Jo fateh karle toh kya ummeed kya khwahish hai.
Bas dard hi dard hai.
Dard se bachna hai.

Khushiyaan aati hai toh kisi na kisi dar ke saath.
Chhin jaane ka dar,
Nazar lag jaane ka dar,
Zyaada khush ** liye toh phir baad mein rone ka dar.

Lekin dard ko kis cheez ka dar?
Jis ka dar tha jab wohi aakar hum se lipat jaaye,
toh phir kis baat ka dar?

Kitni ajeeb baat hai,
aur yeh kaisa mazedaar rishta hai dard aur khushiyon ka.
Khushiyaan dard ka veham lekar aati hai,
toh dard ki inteha ek dhundla sa daawa khushiyon ka.

Lagta toh har kisi ko yahi hai, ke ab is dard se azaadi na mumkin hai.
Magar dard hi toh azaadi hai.
Yeh khaathma nahin.
Yeh toh khaatme ki shakal mein shuruwaat hai
----- ek nayi khushi ki, ek nayi tumhari.
Waqt hi waqt me
Waqt ke na sath
Na waqt ke Baad
Tum kyu itna sochte **
Kyu yakeen se darte **
Kaise yeh aawargi hai
Kaisa yeh pagalpan hai
Sachhai Ko nazarandaaz kiye
Mast magan phirte **...
Tanhai ke do Lamhe aur
Sadiyon ki pyaas sa samundar
Bebasi si chhayi ...neele Aakash me
Jaise ki baoli me doob si gayi ek Aahat
Ghootan si dhoowaan e sharaab...
Waqt se koso dur...
Ek ...jindagi...khwaab liye ...
Khwaab me intezaar ...aur narazgi khud se...
.................aur...madira... mehkhane...me chur Karti...
Kaanch ki chubhan....nachti sharaab.......bewaqt
Waqt se  kusur e ghumsum.
..chup chaap...
Ek taraf nazreen jhhuki...
Aur jhuki si reh gayi...
Aahat e mazburiyaan
Aur
Dar e Ishqiya...
...

..
Na hai humein chand ki chahat na hi taaron ki farmaiysh,

Aap mile har janam bs itni si hai humari khwaiysh.



Dil se sacchi mohabbat krte hain dil se nibhayenge,

Har mod par aap humein apne sang humesha payenge.



Sirf saath jeene tak ki mohabbat nahi hai humari,

Zindagi ke baad ki bhi zindagi hai tumhari.



Na hai humein chand ki chahat na hi taaron ki farmaiysh,

Aap mile har janam bs itni si hai humari khwaiysh.



Bahut kareeb se mehsus kiya hai aapko meelon dur hote hue bhi,

Ye ehsaas ki gehrayi sab par bhari hai chahe kitni ** duri.



Bhale hi laparwaah ** hum par aapki parwaah karte hain hadd se jyada,

Hey ishwar har dua mein bs yhi hu mangti humein karna nahi kabhi juda.



Na hai humein chand ki chahat na hi taaron ki farmaiysh,

Aap mile har janam bs itni si hai humari khwaiysh.



Hum zinda hain tou sirf unki badaulat,

Waasta hai tumhein humara kasam se ki hai sacchi mohabbat.



Ishwar ka Kohinoor hai hamare daaman mein,

Sabse gehra rishta hai is dil ka us dil se.



Na hai humein chand ki chahat na hi taaron ki farmaiysh,

Aap mile har janam bs itni si hai humari khwaiysh.
Udit Vashishth Nov 2018
Wo afsaano ka banna yun hi tha.
Wo daastano ka bunna yun hi tha.
Yun hi tha wo intezaar ke lamhe ginna.
Aur shayad hamse pyaar karna bhi yun hi tha.

Wo dur rah kar bhi pass hone ka ehsaas hona yun hi tha.
Wo har raat aur har subah hamse baat karna yun hi tha.
Yun hi tha wo har naghme me doob jana.
Aur shayad un naghmo me ek dusre ko talaashna yun hi tha.

Wo alfaazon ka bayaan hone se pehle pura karna yun hi tha.
Wo har subah, shaam dhalne ka besabri se intezaar karna yun hi tha.
Yun hi tha wo has has kar baatein karna.
Aur shayad har raaz ko khulkar batana yun hi tha.

Kya tumhari awaz sunkar dil ka zor se dhadkna yun hi tha?
Kya armaano ka mehal banana yun hi tha?
Kya yun hi tha wo roothne ke baad wapis aa jaana?
Aur
Kya tumhare wapis aane ki ummed me jeena yun hi tha?
This is my first ever hindi poem...
I have never written a hindi poem before but sometimes you feel something that compels you to write in such a way.
drishti Jun 2018
(SHE  IS  SAYING THESE  LINES WHEN HER  HUSBAND THINKS THAT HIS  WIFE  IS CHARACTERLESS),,,,,,,,

MERE  DIL KI BATAIN DIL MAI HI REH JAENGI,
TUM YAD KAROGY JAB TO SHYAD ANKHEN BHAR JAENGI,

JO TERI NAZRON MAI GALAT HU, KISI KO DHOKHA DEKAR CHHORA TO NHI MAINE,
KHATA  BHUT JISE MANTA HAI, TUJHE ANDAR TAK TODA  TO NHI MAINE,

GALATIA HUI HONGI, DHOKHA  TO  NHI DIA TUJHE,
MUJHE  ROZ GALAT  THEHRATA HAI, KABHI SOCHA HAI, KITNA DARD HOTA HOGA MUJHE,

TERE  LIYE MAINE  KHUD  KO MARA HAI, SHYAD TU KBHI NA KR SAKE,
MAINE  JO MITAEA HAI,  SHYAD  BIKHAR  KE  TU NA  SIMAT  SAKE,....
HUSBAND
1-Sabhi ki soch se jyada sabhi ki ummid se jyada mohabbat karenge hum

2-Lakh mushkilo ke baad bhi hum hamesha aapke sath rahenge

3-Hum humesha khud se jyada aap pr bharosha karenge

4-Zindagi ki harek mod pr hum aapka hath nhi chhodenge

5-Chahe hum pe kitni bhi vipatti aa jaye harek buri nazar aur sankat ke bachayenge aapko

6-Hum es janam ke saare waadein esi janam me pura karenge

7-Aur aakhiri Hum aapko apni patni maankar nhi jeevan saathi maankar aapse kadam milakr chalenge…Hamesha aapke sath  ye hai humare saat wachan


WIFE
1) jitni shiddat se sacchi mohabbat aap humse karte hain usse bhi jyda hum aapse krenge

2) chahe zindagi kitni bhi karwatein le par har kadam par aap apni is jeevan saathi ko humesha apne sang khada payenge

3) Khud se jyada kya khuda se bhi badhkar aap par sabse jyada bharosa karte hain aur humesha karte rahenge..vishwaas ka paudha humesha khilkhilata rahega…

4) Zindagi ki har saans hum sirf aapke sang lena chahte …har janam sirf aapko hi milenge ..hum par humse jyada haqq hai aapka..hum humesha sirf aapke hi rahenge mere mahadev

5) Har muhkil ghadi mein har sukh dukh mein aap humesha apni ardhangini ko apne saath payenge…jeevan ke har pal mein har takleef ko aap tak pahuchne se pehle humse guzarna hoga …aapke liye tou khuda se tak lad jayenge..

6) dil se dil ka ye jo rishta hai humesha barkaraar rahega..har ehsaas behad khubsurat hai ..hum khushnaseeb hain ki humein aap mile…saaton janam kya ishwar se dua krenge ki aise anginat janam mile humein jismein hamari zindagi mein sirf aapka haqq ** …

7) saatwa aur aakhiri vachan ye sirf vaade nahi jo kr diye ..dil se shiidat se ise har janam mein nibhayenge…hum aapke aur aap humare
I love you dear husband. I love you soooooooo muchhhhhhh
29 August ko hui thi pehli mulakaat,
Taraste they sunne ko wo unki aahat.

5 september ko hui unki dosti,
Ek ladki jo shaadi se bhut darti.

Intezaar mein baithe rehte they wo,
Baar baar niharte shayad koi paigaam aaya **.

Hokar mayoos fir laut jaate,
Maheeno baad messages ke reply aate.

Bhut intezaar kara hai mahadev ne,
Milne ko apni shivani se.

Izhaar tou bhut baar kiya tha unhone,
Har baar mazak mein taal diya pagli ne.

Wo bhi bhut pyaar karti thi,
Par haa mein jawab dene se darti.

9 maheene tak intezaar karaya,
Fir ek din bn gyi unka humsaaya.

Tham liya ek duje ka haath,
Dene ke liye janam janam ka saath.

31 may zindagi ka sabse khaas din,
Ek pal bhi guzar nahi sakte bin.

Chand ko pyaari hai chandni jaise,
Dil se dil jude hain aise.

Chahe meelon dur hain wo,
Mehsoos kar skte hain ehsaaso ko.

Ek aisi pavitra paak rooh hai unki,
Khuda smjh ibadat kr sakti.
Ankit Dubey May 2019
ek hawa ka jhonka aaya,
sang apne tere hone ka ehsaas laya,
chookar mujhe vo kuj is tarah,
laut gaya jaise k aakar tum chale jate **,
ek hawa ka jhonka aaya,
sang apne teri khushboo laya,
mahkaya har taraf kuj is tarah,
k jaise tum pal bhar me mujhme sama jate **,
aur fir se mujhse door chale jate **,
ek hawa ka jhonka aaya,
sang apne kuj khatti mithi yaden laya,
thoda sa hansaya thoda sa rulaya,
kuj is tarh tumko mere paas bulaya,
jaise k pal bhar me tum mujhe apna bana k agle pal rooth jate **,
aur thodi c khushi k baad gam mujhe de jate **,
ek hawa ka jhinka aaya,
mujhe chookar vapas chala gaya,
kuj is tarah k jaise tum mujhse lipat jate **,
sab kuj bhool jate **,
mujhe pyar karte **,
har khushi apni mujhme hi tarash lete **,
aur fir vo waqt aata hai k door chale jate **,
i love u
Ankit Dubey May 2019
Aaja ab paas mere kahin der na ** jaaye,
Abhi pyar karne ki lagan hai kahin jindagi beet na jaaye,
Tu bhi kahin ehsaas to karta hi hoga ,
Chup chuo k meri chahat pe guroor to karta hoga,
Beet jaane k baad agar mere tu lautkar aaya,
To yaad rajhna kahin kho dene ka sadma tujhme na ubar aaye,
Nahi chahta mai k tere dil me gam e bahar aaye,
Aaja ab paas mere kahin der na ** jaaye....
Silsila rok de ab mujhse nafrat jatane ka,
Shabab gahra hoga mere dil se tere dil ko milane ka,
Khamosh hokar yun intjaar karna nahi acha,
Ab to bole do kahin chahne vala tera hamesha k liye khamosh na ** jaaye,
Din beet na jaayr kaali raat thahar hi na jaaye,
Betaabi badhti ja rhi hai yujhe paane ki,
Ab rok de intjaar k lamhon ko kahin bahut der na ** jaaye,
Aaja mere paas ab kahin der na ** jaaye.
raen Sep 2011
lokt dikshuneri
kipin eet, kees laustt
diss iys hardd

lokt mynd
kent tingk
wer diyd mye
spelink en mynd gaw?

awt da weendoe

nid napp baad
Heidi Kalloo Aug 2016
Last night you were inside
Of somebody else,
How was that?
Was that a perfect fit
Like a wet puzzle piece you have to force in
Did it get better than
Mediocre at best
Did it reach the levels
Of tantric ******* hours
Did she taste like spaghetti?
Savoring the bit of yourself you spit out just for her,
Did she lick up every last drop?
I want to know.
You wouldn't tell me,
You said,
You didn't want to compare,
I think,
That's a baad, baad sign.
Hozefa Apr 2019
Meri paidaish k waqt woh khushi aur fikr ke mix emotions mein kho raha tha....
Mujhe janam to meri maa de rahi thi, par usse dekh inhe bhi dard ** raha tha.

Jab main bol nahi pata,tabse meri khawahisho ko pura karne ka zimma uthaya tha...
Kandhe pe bitha kar duniya dikhayi aur ungli pakad ke papa ne chalna sikhaya tha.

Bhale khud,hindi medium mein aathwi kaksha tak ki thi padhai....
Par paise jama kar kar, seher ki best English school mein meri admission thi karwayi.

Office mein over time kar ke, mere future ki planning mein paise bachate the.....
Khud eid pe purane kapde pehente, par humare liye naye kapde silwate the.

Par tab zindagi mein, papa ka balidan aur pyaar kaha samjh mein aana tha.....
Papa ko thank u, i love u baad mein keh denge abhi to sirf paisa kamana tha.

Phir ek raat dosto k sang, madhoshi humpe chahi thi.....
Par waha fikr k maare papa ko neend kaha aayi thi.

Papa ka phone aaya to number dekh pehle phone kaat diya.....
Jab wapas call aaya to   "kyun pareshan kar rahe **" keh kar papa ko daat diya.

Phir agli subah phone aaya to socha, papa ko baar baar phone karne k liye naa kahe....
Par samne se awaz aayi "yeh jiska phn hai, unhe raste pe dil ka dora aaya, aur woh abb nahi rahe"

Aaj raat hai par sulane wala nahi....
Dost aur party hai par phn kar haal puchne wala nahi.

Aaj kehne to bahut kuch hai, par koi sunne wala nahi...
Abb bol sakta hoon, phir bhi khawahisho ko pura karne wala nahi.

Jab keh sakta tha tab maine kaha nahi....
Aaj paisa to bohot hai, par thank u, i love u kehne ko papa nahi.
Mateuš Conrad Oct 2017
close proximity word-compounds are sometimes the hardest to invert onto themselves, to craft a chiral pivot, notably due to the suffix-blindspot of the non-differentiated prefix antonym, even more so, when guarded by close proximity of words such as hubris / hiatus - esp. when was begins one's logical approach, inducing a misnomer tangle - due to the overtly laden verbum similis; and these little schematic squares of extremely confrontational, but also the more so extremely cohabitable ref. points, will always be harder to master, than say: a rigid rhyme schematic of a sonnet.

all this current talk of protecting free speech,
cf. with the writing i'll cite -
well, so much for a freedom that can
invite both the sophist and babbling of
slanging slurs -
      all in all, in defence of the "freedom" of
speech, is just as well, a: freedom for
idle talk - and if not idle talk, then simply
politicised intrigue, that once gained
the ears of salon ladies at liberty to an alt.
to ****** arousal.

and how did this come about?
   oh... well, what people talk about now,
is what people thought about in the 1920s
and the 1930s...
                  
as heidegger points out, regarding a herr
oswald spengler - der untergang das abendlandes
(1918 - 1922 vol. 1 & vol. 2 respectively):
the famous suggestion of a *decline of the west
:
paragraph opening -
          why is herr spengler in noting
a decline? not because of the heroic optimists
being correct with regards to this apparent
decline - modernity as the unfathomable
stretch toward a status quo eternity -
and with darwinism, the theory of relativity,
the big bang, quantum physics -
there's about as much worth of a question-worthiness
these days, as there is a needle's worth
in a haystack of airy tumbleweed answer-unworthiness...
these former optimists of the decline
   have turned into ardent pessimists of
there even being a decline -
      
the oeuvre of psychology did the most damage
in the end -
   still mingling with an archaic sophistry of
astrology, tarot and the voting ballot -
       no shred of a doubt that we live in a one
way street of: answers & denials only, please,
questions & doubts, ooh noo noo noo!
         we do not live worthy of a question -
since by question we mean: ridicule being
the only appropriate answer deserved by
asking a question.
              
    it came with the change of hiatus between
   the two factions -
   once the optimists took to hubris -
                   the pessimists take to hiatus -
if we called them heroic optimists -
we now call them optimists in hubris -
  once we called them lunatic pessimists
and ultra-religious leash bearers -
     now we call them: young people who
forgot to take chances, risks, and thrills...
  cushion padded wet charcoals that
have as much potential to burn as -
                               a dolphin getting dry.

and aphorism 105 (VI) does just that,
   100 years ago by my circa approach -
'the west will not go down, primarily because
it is too weak for that, not because
it is still strong.'

  which is why i ask: is free speech anything
to defend these days, when free thought
echoes so many years later,
  and what is now considered "free" speech
is merely idle superstition regarding
a "revival", the last supposed push?

there's absolutely no honour in kicking
a maned dog,
                    and in that act: of kicking
a maned dog, or giving a bowlful of bones
for a toothless dog to nibble on
is just as well... might as well spoon out
the marrow and give the old hag of the west
a pâté to slurp...
        yes, orthographically speaking:
very pedantic of the french to bend the macron
into a circumflex -
sure, ain't pretty, but i can assure you:
i'll be technical;

what the west can be thankful of is that it's
the first culture in decline,
   and once a culture is in decline,
among so many others, the others follow suite -
like a spread of cancer,
or any other plague -
     it probably begins by the european
decadence in not respecting antibiotics -
  infesting themselves with superbugs -
or thereby managing to craft some sort of
immunity to them...
  and they say that ****** if baah baah baad...
big pharma never kills, does it?!

i'm still confused on a close proximity akin
to thesaurus logic of synonyms -
i.e. decline of the west = heroic optimists of the decline
        (it must surely happen!)
or is: decline of the west = pessimists on hiatus?
                  i.e. it will never happen!

ah! that's what it was: i was thinking of hiatus
but wrote hubris instead... d'uh dum dum...

  i.e. the roles have changed -
now the pessimists are engaged in hubris -
                      while the optimists are on a hiatus:
the whole - i told you so...
             the whole i told you so since the 1920s
is irrelevant these days,
   given the great america never again ended
at the beginning of the 21st century...
                    the monologue from the grand ***
degraded from the grand satan is hot puff and
cinnamon smoke...
          
       once more: what is relevant about what's
being said these days? as much as was a passing
observation in the 1920s?
          i hardly think so...
   the so-called freedom that only gravitates
to idle-chit-chat and poseur antics of bravado?

given that not much is questioned,
   and whatever is questioned has lost its allure
to be fresh, to be alarming,
   all the questions asked are plagiarisms,
a dead-end, in imagery: a library with only
one book in it (i mean, a library brimful with
books, but all these books are the same book);
which makes these times so
answer-unworthy - is that they come so
easily, and are usually borrowed from
the same anglophonic sets of ideas,
regurgitated chick food from the peckers of
their parental guardians.
            
         well, if you live in times when people
have that idiotic audacity to ask a question
like: what's the meaning of life,
  why are we here, how did we form, etc.:
   all these inessential "essence" questions -
          and about as many historicals gaps
of memory lapse as a drinking session with
oliver reed in between...
               the only question goes something
like this:
   and ? found myself walking around the house,
walking by a mirror, ? peered in,
   and without a narcissus to mind
to slowly build a curiosity that would turn
into self-love, ? exclaimed: !,
   after which ? steadied by pace of questioning
adding the much needed: ?!
                      
what's as good a questioning dynamic / schematic as
you're going to get, these days.
Tannu kumari Aug 2020
UMMEED


Sach kahu to tabaah hu mai,
Tere jane ke baad khush kaha hu mai.

Arso ** gye tujhe chod ke gaye,
Fir bhi usi jagah ruka hu mai.

Tere laut aane ki ummeed mere aage badh jane se aachi hai,
Par tu nhi smjhegi ye baat tu to abhi bachi   hai .

Tu nahi aayegi ye khayal hi bahut darata hai,
Par tu jarur aayegi ye khayal dil me dugni ummeed jagata hai.

Kaash ke koi karishma ** jaye,
Tera mera milan iss martaba ** jaye.

Tu aaye mere jiwan me khushiyon ki saugaato ki tarah,
Or jo gira tha meri ummeedo ka mahal firse wo ek martaba khada ** jaye

Kaash ke koi karishma ** jaye.
                                              ~Tannu.
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Himanshu rajput Jul 2017
aaj phir dastak hua hai dil k darwaje par....
khade hai wo he jinki rah dekh rahe the....
achanak aaye hai bade dino baad....
jaise kahi kho gaye the....

khushi is dil me bhi ** rahi hai unke aane se....
lag raha hai sapno se aa gya hai koi sapna leker....
ab door na hona ye he dua karta hai ye dil....
tumhe rok lu yahi ek wada deker....

bas me mere kuch bhi nahi....
phir bhi aazma raha hu taqdeer ko....
jo likha nahi naseeb me mere....
bna raha hu us lakeer ko....

ab ya to tu aayegi mere hisse me....
ya humara naam liya jayega bas kisso me....

                       By: HR Collection
Its in Hindi Language
Ravin Jul 2018
1.
Dard ko kaagaz *** utarna aata hota to hum bhi galib hotee, magar humara dard to sinee mai dafan hai !!

Hum Galib to nehi magar likhne ka junoon rekhte hain, kisi aur ke dard mai apna dard dhoond liya kerte hain.....

2.
Duaen jhoot ko sach banane ke liye mangi jatii hai !!! Sach ko jhoot banen ki koi fariyaad nehi hoti..

3.
Zakham sabke hote hain,magar khuredna koi nehi chata..
Yee hai maasukha jisee chodna koi nehi chaataa..
Agar zahkam mere tum dekho to zakham saha nehi jata..

4.
Aaj phir usne kaha plz understand ... Mai na jane kyon uskii naa mai haan samajh gya, phir dil ko bewafa samajh gya..

5.
Mai iss umeed mai dooba tuu bacha lega ... abb iske baad kya mera intehaan lega

6.
Aaj tune phir us mod *** sath choda, phir mekhane ke bahar haath choda ... hum is mod see is kadar wakif hai, kii lagta hai tune phir ghar laa choda....

7.
Dhunvee kii aadat sii hoo gyee hai nashe kii cahaat sii hoo gye hai...
Tuu na rehe to kya hua tere bina jeene kii aadat sii hoo gyee hai...
Survived Mar 2019
Kabhi chhor kar jaana na mujhe,
tujhe rok nhi paunga
Behad pyaar karta *** tujhse,
Lekin bayaa nhi kar paunga.

Haan shayad jee toh lunga tere bina bhi,
par tere saath marna chahata hoon
Haan shayad teri yaad bahut aayegi,
Par iss dil ko maloom hai tu kahin nhi jaayegi.

Ro bhi lunga kissi ke kandhe par sir rakhke
par mujhe shaant karne ke liye tu nhi hogi
Muskura bhi lunga tere jaane ke baad bhi
par tu yeh na samjh lena khush rahunga main tere bina bhi.

Kaash ki samay ko yahin rok pata,
Aane wale kal ko naa dekh pata,
Khush rehta in palon me,
Kyunki sayad kal tu mere sath nhi hogi.
Pranay Patel Oct 2020
Kabhi Kabhi to main apne aap per Has padta hu
Itna gyan prapt kar liya fir bhi
pathar ki murti samne hath jod kar khada hu
Kabhi Kabhi to main apne aap per has padta hu.

Sau chuhe to humne bhi mare,
namak dalkar bhi humne khae par
jab haj per pahunche tab pata Chala
ki vah sab to viarth tha.

Dharm aur Bhakt ki kya yah dosti badi aanokhi hai
buddhu pahla wala banata hai,
dusre wala samjhata hai ki buddhu kaise banaa hai.
Tu jise maine dekha nahin bus khali teri batay hi suni hay
To ab tu hi bata k tuj par kesay visvas Kar Lu
par tu bataee ga bhi kesay

Kabhi Kabhi to main yah sochta hu
ki agar tu na hota to kya hota ?
Agar tu hay us Ka bhram na hota to yah pakshpath na hota,
tu alag mein alag aisa mahsus na hota
insan insan ke barabar hota.





Maine suna hai ki har Kan mein hai tu
To tere liye ye ghar banane ki itni jid kyon?
  Tu kya tu nahin chahta use jagah per ek bhavya vidyalay bane?

Kuch dost to mere aise bhi hai ki jab ab dharm
per vivad hota hai tu yah sunana nahin bhulate
ki unhone yah dharm granth pada hai
aur sathi sath yah bhi nahin bolate
ke tu bhi yah dharm granth pad.
Agar dharm granth padhne ke baad ahankar aata **
to vah granth na pado to behtar hai.

Vishvaas ki kai paribhashaye hai Jaise
Shaniwar ko chana, tel aur chappal
Na khaya, lagaya aur kharida jata hai.
Or jab poochho k kyon?
To uttar aisa milta hai jis per vishvaas nahin hota.

Vishvaas karo To prashn nahin,
aur prashn Karo to tumko vishvaas nahin,
yah kaisi andhvishwasi mayajaal hai
jismein ek ke liye suraj nila hi, To dusre ke liye hara hi
Aur teesra aankhen kholne ko taiyar nahin
kyunki use ine donon per VISHVAAS NAHIN.
Sochta hu pal pal
Har pal Itna sochne ke baad
Nigahon me doob gaya
Pal pal

Jaise ki aasman ki aur
Tadpta musafir
Dhoondta
Pyaar ki boondein
Dilo dimaag me
Bas khyaal e tanhai me
Pal pal
Nahh ainkh khuli ,nahhh mai sunn paya...
Maa ke pait mai rehker bhi maina apna parivar ka pyaar paya...
Jab ainkh khuli ,toh roker pura hospital sirr per uthaya ....
Phir Papa ki godi mai sirr rakhker hee mujha thoda chain aaya....
Pheli baar ghar aake , thoda mann dagmagaya....
Dada dadi ko paas dekhker,firrr maii zorr se khilkhilaya....
Jab naam sochne ki baari aayi....
Toh bua ne kaan mai naam pyaar se fusfusaya ....
Bade hokar bhi chota ke sath khelna...
Aisa charitra maina apna hee parivaar mai h paaya...
School jane ki umar mai bhi...
Har parivaar ke sadasye ko hai maina satya...
Kabhi woh dila do, yaa kabhi yeh dilado hee harr baar hai chilaya...
Harr divas ko hamne pura harsh aur ullas ke sath banya....
Pyaar se sath rehna ka hee humna hamesha se wachan h khaya....
Sabke dhurr jana ke baad bhi....
Maine apna parivaar ko hee paas paya...
Harrr sukh dukh mai unhona hee mujha  sabke sath rehna sikhaya...
Apna parivaar se dhurr jake bhi...
Maina uhna harrr jagah h paaya...
Voice call aur video call ne hee unka pyaar h mujh tak pahuchaya....
Maa ki mamta ne hee maano jaisa mujha iss kadar banaya...
Jo maina apna parivaar ka itna pyaar h paaya...
Maarte wakt bhi mera parivaar ne hee mujha kahnde per uthaya...
Ainshu aur apni yaadeino ko bhula krr hee mujha mera parivaar ne jalaya....

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