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Meri aankho ka tara hi , mujhe aankhe dikhata hai
Jise har ek khushi de di , wo har gam se milata hai
Jubaa se kuch kahu , kaise kahu , kisse kahu maa hu
Sikhaya bolna jisko , wo chup rahna sikhata hai ||

Sula kar soti thi jisko
Wo ab shab bhar jagata hai
Sunai loria jisko , wo ab taane sunata hai ||

Sikhane me usse kya kuch kami meri rahi sochu
Jise ginti sikhayi galtiya meri ginata hai ||

Tu gahri chao hai gar zindgi ek dhoop hai Amma
Dhara pr kab kaha tujh sa koi swaroop hai Amma
Agar ishwar kahi par hai usse dekha kaha kisne
Dhaa par tu hi ishwar ka koi roop  hai Amma ||

Naa ucchai sacchi hai naa ye aadhar saccha hai
Maa koi cheej sacchi hai naa ye sansaar saccha hai
Magar dharti se ambar tak yugo se log kahte hai
Agar saccha hai kuch jag me to Maa ka pyar saccha hai ||

Jara saa der hone par sabhi se puchti Amma
Palak jhapke bina darwaja ghar ka taakti Amma
Har ek aahat par uska chouk padna fir duaa dena
Mere ghar laut aane tak barabar jaagati Amma ||

|| Puchta hai Koi Dunia me Mohabbat hai kaha
Muskura deta hu mai or yaad aa jati hai Maa ||


Sulane ke lie mujhko to khud jaagi rahi amma
Sirrhane der tak aksar meri baithi rahi amma
Mere sapno me pariya phul titli bhi tabhi tak the
Mujhe aanchal me apne le ke jab leti rahi amma ||

Badi choti rakam se ghar chalana jaanti thi maa
Kami thi par badi khusiya lutana jaanti thi maa
Mai khushhaali me bhi rishto me bas duri bana paya
Garibi me bhi har rishta nibhana jaanti thi maa

Laga bachpan me yu andhera hi mukaddar hai
Magar maa hausala dekar yu boli tumko kya dar hai
Koi aage niklne ke lie rashta nahi dega
Mere baccho badho aage tumhare saath hai amma

Kisi ke jakhm ye dunia to ab silti nahi amma
Kali dil me ab to preet ki khilti nahi amma
Mai apanapan hi akshar dhundta rahta hu rishto me
Teri nischal si mamta to kahi milti nahi amma

Gamo ki bheed me jisne hume hasna sikhaya tha
Wo jiske dam se tufanoo ne apna sar jhukaya tha
Kisi v julm ke aage kabhi jhukna nahi bete
Sitam ki ummr choti hai mujhe maa ne sikhaya tha || ||
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Mine is Gopal, the Mountain-Holder; there is no one else.
On his head he wears the peacock-crown: He alone is my husband.
Father, mother, brother, relative: I have none to call my own.
I've forsaken both God, and the family's honor: what should I do?
I've sat near the holy ones, and I've lost shame before the people.
I've torn my scarf into shreds; I'm all wrapped up in a blanket.
I took off my finery of pearls and coral, and strung a garland of wildwood flowers.
With my tears, I watered the creeper of love that I planted;
Now the creeper has grown spread all over, and borne the fruit of bliss.
The churner of the milk churned with great love.
When I took out the butter, no need to drink any buttermilk.
I came for the sake of love-devotion; seeing the world, I wept.
Mira is the maidservant of the Mountain-Holder: now with love He takes me across to the further shore.

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mere to giridhara gupaala, duusaraa na koii |
jaa ke sira mora mukuTa, mero pati soii ||
taata, maata, bhraata, baMdhu, apanaa nahiM koii |
ghaaM.Da daii, kula kii kaana, kyaa karegaa koii?
saMtana Dhiga baiThi baiThi, loka laaja khoii ||
chunarii ke kiye Tuuka Tuuka, o.Dha liinha loii |
motii muu.Nge utaara bana maalaa poii ||
a.Nsuvana jala siiMchi siiMchi prema beli boii |
aba to beli phaila gaii, aanaMda phala hoii ||
duudha kii mathaniyaa, ba.De prema se biloii |
maakhana jaba kaa.Dhi liyo, ghaagha piye koii ||
aaii maiM bhakti kaaja, jagata dekha roii |
daasii miiraa.N giradhara prabhu taare aba moii ||
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Notes

I am the translator of this poem, "Torn in Shreds" by Mirabai. I did not copyright it; it's in the public domain and everyone is free to help themselves to it. I simply request that it appear with my name as the translator.

Johanna-Hypatia Cybeleia
Ek geet hotho par likhna
        Yani saare geet hreeday ki
        Meethi so choto par likhna...
        Ek geet palko par likhna
        Ek geet palko par likhna
        Yani saare geet hreeday ki
        Meethi si choto par likhna
      
      Jaise -
        Jaise chuv jata h koi
        Kanta nange paow me
        Jaise geet utar aate hai
        Mere mann me gaao me

        Jab v muuh dhak Leta hu
        Teri julpho ke chhaon me
        Kitne geet utar aate hai
        Mere Mann me gaao me

        Ki palke agar jhuki to jaise ×2
        Dharti ke unnmad soo gye
        Palke agar uthi to jaise
        Bin bole sanwaad ** gye ×2

      Jaise -
        Jaise dhoop chunaria odhe
        Aa  baithi ** chhaon me
        Jab bhi muh  dhak Leta hu
        Teri julpho ki chhaon me... ×2
        Kitne geet utar aate h
        Mere Mann me gao me... ×2
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Simran pawar Sep 2020
Mana.
Kahi khoyi khoyi si rheti hu me,
Tu meri ankho m to dekh,.
Tere hi intezaar m baithi rheti hu m .


Har baat tuje batani h muje,
Kuch chupa na rahe,
Yahi socha karti hu me,
Tu ankho me to dekh,
Tere hi intezaar m baithi rheti hu m.
Iss daur ka jamana
jane kaha manana
Ek daur aisa tha bhi
Jo sapne the dikhaye
Pura kisi ussi ne
Jisne wo sapne laye ||

Ek daur aaj ka hai
Jo galtiya ginaye
Khud ki nigah me wo
Kabhi khud ko dhundh paye
Kahta hai waqt ab ye
Thoda carrier banaye||

Wo juthe-muthe waade
Kyu usko hai dikhaye
Jite ji mar rahi wo
Leke teri aadaye
Chahat ko bhul baithi
Dene lagi duhayee||

Jo kaash jaan pati
Waade jo tune ki thi
Jo puchti kisi se
Aankhe naa aaj roti
Baat waqt ki hai pyare
Sab aaj hai tumhare
Ek waqt aayega jab
Tum jaljala uthoge
Mai aaj roo rahi hu
Leke teri aadaye
Ek waqt aayega jab
Tujhe denge sab  duhayee
Phir puchnaa kisi se
Teri galtiya ginaye
Jo khud pe roo pada tu
Khud ko hi maaf karna
Naa bolna kisi ko
Kiski lagi lagi duhayee||

Iss daur ka jamana
Jane kaha manana ||

||||
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Pumpkin Eater Dec 2017
Haq Meri mohabbat ka Ada kyun nahi karti
Tum dard to deti ** dawa kyun nahi karti
Kyun baithi ** is terha khamosh mere paas akar
Tum mere Marne ki Dua kyun nahi karti
Pholon ki terha **** hay pathar ki terha Dil
Jaane tum mujhse Wafa kyun nahi karti
Aankhon ki adaalat se Bari Kar tou Diya hay
Zulfon se Meri jaan reha kyun nahi karti !??
Mayank Garg Jun 2020
Hum usse mohabbat karte the
Ye shayad use pata na tha

Hum usse mohabbat karte the
Ye shayad use pata na tha
Voh bhi mohabbat usse kar baithi
Jise usse jyada uska **** pyaara tha
Dharmendra Kumar Apr 2020
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
Pranay Patel Oct 2020
Mai paida ** sakta tha use maa ki kokh say
ya fir us maa ki kokh say
lekin hua is man ki kokh say
jiske pati ka naam ye tha.

Mujhe kisi ne pucha nahi
na jaane ki kisi ne koshish ki
bus bol diya ki tu ye dharma ka hay
or yha teri jaati hai.

Parjab bade hokar main nay
in zanjiro ko todna chaha to jana ki
mere apne hi vo zanjeer bane baithe the.

Jab vivas hokar mein chhat pataya
to paya ki vah hati ki rassi
jo zanjeer bane baithi thi vo tut ***.
Or  tab samajh mein aaya ki
us hathi ki rassi ki koi galti nahi thi
vah to bus meri pariksha thi.

Mein paida ** gaya us man ki kokh say
jiska pati ka naam ye tha.
Ain Sep 2020
Tere kufr ne ***** mujhe Aabid bana diya...
Dho dho ke zanb ashkon ne - saafi bana diya..

Guzre hue lamhon ka kya karun main tazkara....
Tere khayaal ke har pal ne faakir bana diya...

Tere kalaam e sang ne itna kiya maa’il...
Guftaar ke us qehr ne saaquib bana diya...

Saada dili ke jurm ne di itni ranjishein...
Dil e masoom ko dehr ne waqif bana diya...

Ab wasl ke khwaab bunte baithi ** jo “Ain”...
Dekho ke hijr ne tumhe khwabid bana diya...
ash Jun 11
sarphiri si baatein ye teri
muqammal kar bhi lu
makbul karna mushkil

har martaba jo ye tu aajata hai
zehen mein maano zeher sa mehsoos hota hai
dil par marham jo bhi lagaya
kab zakhmon ko cheer ke nikal gaye, pata bhi na chala

par usko dekha, phir se —
waqt ke intehaan ke baad hi sahi
wahi aankhen, wahi muskurahat
wahi pagalpan —
maano saare gham dil rehte, pighal gaye

jab aankhen hi bol dein
toh labon ki khamoshi bhi kya?
naseehat jo ye duniya de, aahista hi sahi
samajh aati hai — duniya ke pare
jo teri meri duniya baithi hai

maano intzaar kar rahi ** —
uski yaad satati hai
par intzaar bhi ye kaisa,
uska — jise kabhi aana hi na tha

zaleel toh apno ne hi kiya
iss qadar ghaav jo hai ye mere
kya sapna, aur kya baddua

nazdeekiyan — har ek cheez
jo maano hawa ki tarah
nadiyon mein behte hue
mujhe tere kareeb le aaye

sab seh lenge — dard ** ya dilkash
aarzoo se likh rahi hoon
afsana ye tera mera

kaafir ban ke reh gaye
khud apne hi shauq-e-ishq karte karte guzar gaye
sochti thi — gair hai ye sab
ummedon aur khwabon ke pare

par giri aisi, ki sambhal na payi

hamari kahani likhi hui thi
aur duniya — uske log
iss janam mein bhale hi door kar dein
ye dooriyan nahi samjhi
junoon ko mere

zindagi aur maut —
aur uske baad ke safar mein
uns rahegi meri, kasakti hi sahi
teri ruksat bechain bhale hi chhod jaye

fanaa ** jaana —
la-ila, ab bepanah pyaar jo ye mera

hota hi kya hai qissa iss zamaane ka?
kahenge log — jo unhe kehna hai

raahguzar tera mera —
sarphiri si main
khamoshi mein rehkar
tujhe bayaan jo na kar sake

socha tha — padh chuka hoga
jo hum shabdon mein piroh na sake

ye vaada — ek laila ka apne majnu se:

tujhe kho bhi dun, darr nahi kisi baat ka
rahega zehen mein mere — paa hi lungi
iss janam nahi, toh agli dafa
ouch, laila-majnu
first time watching something like it
not the best, sure- the plot, unpredictable this once cause i had some other thoughts except poetic symbolism. peaked.
cyn Sep 22
kahi phas gyi toh?
galat jagah, galat logo ke beech
agar nikal na paayi toh?

sochne wali baat kuch aisi—
dekhi zindagi, mili unsabse
gaate rehte ye woh geet
ki kaise, kahan se shuru hui kahani.
ab keh dene ke liye hai toh kaafi;
par kya matlab, kya hai kuch azaadi?

ek darr rehta hai, har waqt,
seene mai aise daba hua sa
ki kahin dikh na jaye kisiko,
koi padhna le.
padd gyi pyaar mai aur nikla woh galat?
kardiya kuch jo nahi karna tha; kho baithi zindagi par hakk?
har cheez mai, saans lete hue,
galti se gehri leli aur bhool gyi kaisi aur kyu bharni ye aas.
kho baithi khudko iss duniya mai, kisi aur ke paas?
toh sambhalne kon aayega?
log toh chor dete na saath?
kuch anhoni hojaye, toh lelete ek kadam
peeche, hamesha peeche—
jis raaste aaye the, nikal jaate darwaaza band krke.

bachta kon?
mai, galtiyan, aur woh khamoshi
jo kehti, dheere se, yaad dilati.
yahi hota hai, jab chahkar kareeb aajate hai aanjaan saath.

gehraiyaan kaisi, jinme dubte hue mann lagta hai;
woh khauf, kaha, kisise dil lagane deta hai?
kabhi legaya woh phir, wapas na aaya mudke.
toh bikhre hue kaise rehna hai, ye kon samjhayega mujhe?

jaan se anjaan jo hojaye—
sochne wali baat:
kaise kaise bikhar sakte;
itne saare tareeke, aur wahi purani raat.

sukoon kaha milta hai?
agar intzaar karti rahi toh chalke aayega mere darwaaze tak?
aur mohabbat? dosti? yaari? woh rishte jo bachpan se saath?
unka kya?

jaate jaate rehjate
kuch sapne hai mere bhi.
bass kabhi lagta woh bhi khayali pulao toh nahi.
samajhti nahi, jaldi.
rehti hoon khwabon mai—
kya sach, kispar yakeen?
nahi aata karna, toh na bolpati kya hai dil mein.
thodi ajeeb si hoon;
darti bhi hoon, lekin ladd bhi leti hoon.
bhaagti hue bhi, wapas wahi aakar rukti—
jisse bachkar bhaagi thi.
shayad waqt, waqt sambhal le.

shayad yahi chaabi uss darr ki zanjeer ki;
waqt ke saath, shayad lagna hi band hojaye.

par phir ek choti awaz,
kahi dil ki,
ki aise waqt sab kuch theek hi kar deta.
toh darr hota hi kyu?
aur darr rhega hi nahi,
toh zindagi ka mauka chuna hi kyu?

agar ye waqt chalta chala gya
aur mai reh gyi toh—
kya kabhi karpaungi khudko maaf?

sambhalna khud ko hi hai;
toh kyu banaya ye dil aur kisi aur ke saath rehne ki aas?
ye khwaish jo dedi mujhko—
dekhti hoon unko jo rehte khush, lagte khush;
jiske bhi saath **, lagte hai ek doosre ke liye.
par kya—
kya chun sakti hoon mai kabhi?
dhund sakti hoon, ya band darwaze ke peeche koi intzaar krke, karega ek din darkhwast?
hoh kaisi tum!
cyn 8h
kehne ko mai keh bhi du,
bolne ko mai reach out bhi kar du,
par wahi lagta hai ki kaun samjhega, aur kaun sun ke taal dega.
kyunki baat toh sab ko banani hai,
ab fark kaise kiya jaaye,
ki jis par bharosa hai, woh nahi todega.

ab nakaab tumhare kitne gehre hain,
aur kitne kitne, kis kis ke liye hain,
ye mujhe nahi pata.
jaise tumhe mere nahi,
mujhe tumhara kuch nahi idea.
lekin yahi cheez —
kuch padh ke lagta hai ki isko bhej deni chahiye,
kuch dekh kar lagta hai ki shayad baat ** rahi hoti,
toh ye tumhare liye hoti.

jo tha, woh hai nahi,
bigaada shayad hum sabne.
sambhal kar chalne wale hum woh aise,
jo gire toh uth na paaye,
shayad bina dekh ke chalte,
toh kahin toh pahuch jaate.
ek baar milkar baat hoti,
toh sab theek kar bhi dete — shayad.

par duniya hi kaisi agar sorted ** zindagi toh?
shayad ye regret rahega,
ki ek baar ye bhi teri taraf aa jaati.
tujhe samajh aa jaati, ki dikhta sab hai,
bolna bhi kaafi kuch hai.
shayad kabhi bolu nahi,
kyunki bola toh tha— duniya se fark nahi padta,
lekin tujhe padta hai.

ab akele kaise chala jaaye,
jab chalne ke liye bhi do saath chahiye.
toh tu nakaab ke saath hi sahi,
aur mai dooriyan banaye hue —
shayad yahi destiny.
lagta toh nahi badal paayega,
par kabhi choice aati hai,
bol de aakar directly.

logo ka hona isn’t something you hate,
sab sahi chal raha tha,
logo ke aane ne bigaad diya.
baaton ne, nakaab aur khelon ne.
kyu nahi utar sakte ye sab jo tumhe chupaye hue rakhta?
kyunki jo maine suna, woh kuch aur,
jo tujhe laga, woh tune bola nahi.
ab kya sach, kya jhooth — kisko maalum.
baat karega mujhse?
koi aur zariya hai tere paas?

sabki planning lekar chalte toh ye life,
game play nahi hoti?
jo aate hain sirf jaane ke liye,
dil lagate hain sirf todne ke liye.
dhoka, beech mein aa jaana,
kya kya nahi keh dete.
dohrate hain apne shabd,
magar kehne ke liye sirf nahi.
dikhate ki dillagi dard deti,
par kya matlab — sacche hi nahi.

give up karna itna easy,
logo ka kehna itna sunna itna aasaan.

pyaar kehte kisko hain?
agar dard hona hai,
toh kyu?

ek pal yahi,
doosre pal gayab —
kahin nahi.

kya tu tha bhi kabhi?
kyu karna ye bhed-bhav,
kyu dikhana itna sab,
kyu wapas aana jaise sab sahi.

dil hi dil se rootha ab toh,
kahani hai kiski,
kya sahi, kya galat?
agar sab khatam hona hai,
toh shuru kyu hi karna?

har cheez ko soch soch kar agar ghut ke marna hai,
toh ye anginat kahaniyaan,
jo milti hain ek doosre se,
itne saare bichde hue,
jaane-pehchaane chehre jo ban chuke hain.
kabhi kuch the, ab ajnabi se.

in dino ki baat kuch aisi ye,
kabhi socha hai hum ye jo jeete hain,
ye khel khilone ki tarah.
chances par believe karte hain na,
kisliye? kya hai?
kya layak hain hum iss sab ke?

soch samajh ke chalna nakaami, kamzori.
bina soche chalne wale nakamyab, bewakoofi.

ye jo bade kehte the pyaar,
puri zindagi nibhate rehna,
adjust karna.
darr lagta hai —
kahin phas gayi toh?
phas gayi aur nikal na paayi toh?

kya galtiyaan ko jaan ke ki jaayein, galtiyan hoti hain?
kya maaf karna bhool, ya phir pyaar?

falling out?

pyaar mein baar baar girna agar **,
toh ye kya pattharon par chadhna bhi kuch aisa?

falling in love with the same person again and again.

kuch iss tarah se bewafaiyo kar,
ki tere baad mujhe koi bewafa na lage.

hote hote pyaar ** gaya,
aur jin rishton ko zor laga kar todna padta hai,
woh jude hi kyu the,
agar tutna aasani se nahi tha toh?

“pata hi nahi kya chahiye aadhi zindagi.
kuch better paane ki chah mein,
safer option chun kar,
safe side reh kar,
zindagi bita dete hain.
saari zindagi kaash aur agar ke beech mein phas ke reh jaati hai.
dil jaanta hai usse kya chahiye,
ishaare bhi karta hai,
par humme sunna nahi aata.
naa karke pachtaane se accha hai,
karke bhugto.”

kitna purana ye, sirf mujhe hai pata
aakhri from 'metro...in dino'

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