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"bandhi" poems
Maa Yashoda ke tum dulaare Tujhe tere bhakt pukare Chale aao mere makhan chor Tujhse bandhi hai preet ki dor Mohini muskaan, chanchal ye maan Teri pooja karoon mei jeewan bhar Aayi hai teri madhur janam diwas Meri hirdaye mei basay rahena, bas Shama karna, har bhool ko mere Kanha Kabhi mujhe bhool se bhool na jaana Haath jhod kar, tujhe sumiroon Yaad tujhe har pal karoon Poori kar doh apne bhakto ki kami Aap ko shubh ** ye janmastami... ©sim
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Aug 14, 2017
Aug 14, 2017 at 2:45 AM UTC
Seema
Krishna Janmastami/Birthday
Maa Yashoda ke tum dulaare Tujhe tere bhakt pukare Chale aao mere makhan chor Tujhse bandhi hai preet ki dor Mohini muskaan, chanchal ye maan Teri pooja karoon mei jeewan bhar Aayi hai teri madhur janam diwas Meri hirdaye mei basay rahena, bas Shama karna, har bhool ko mere Kanha Kabhi mujhe bhool se bhool na jaana Haath jhod kar, tujhe sumiroon Yaad tujhe har pal karoon Poori kar doh apne bhakto ki kami Aap ko shubh ** ye janmastami... ©sim
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My syndrome is a trigger My mood swings, the gun Victim, prey and dear Is my poor head Carrying the basket of an emotional rollercoaster One without all the fun With recurrent depressive episodes Haunting day and nights Visiting me fortnightly Dragging me to the edge of losing it all In addition, not a single person around me Knows how it actually feels to feel this way My episodes are just a show They have all watched on repeat Without knowing and understanding As a standby on the road Of my moods dragging me to the abyss Flashes of anger bursting like crackers And I cover myself Sit like a baby protecting myself from the harm I cause to self When anger is chasing me As if we are playing bandhi chain I, the last person to catch My mood swings seem this desperate I lose my calm too often Find me into a pond of tears My mind becomes a maze All the endings closed I struggle, I shout and cry Hopelessly! The window of opportunity I have to create Started building a castle of health Hope in heart To finish and relax in my castle One day with peace.
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Oct 9, 2020
Oct 9, 2020 at 3:11 AM UTC
Yashita
My Syndrome
My syndrome is a trigger My mood swings, the gun Victim, prey and dear Is my poor head Carrying the basket of an emotional rollercoaster One without all the fun With recurrent depressive episodes Haunting day and nights Visiting me fortnightly Dragging me to the edge of losing it all In addition, not a single person around me Knows how it actually feels to feel this way My episodes are just a show They have all watched on repeat Without knowing and understanding As a standby on the road Of my moods dragging me to the abyss Flashes of anger bursting like crackers And I cover myself Sit like a baby protecting myself from the harm I cause to self When anger is chasing me As if we are playing bandhi chain I, the last person to catch My mood swings seem this desperate I lose my calm too often Find me into a pond of tears My mind becomes a maze All the endings closed I struggle, I shout and cry Hopelessly! The window of opportunity I have to create Started building a castle of health Hope in heart To finish and relax in my castle One day with peace.
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