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Shrivastva MK Mar 2018
Bachpan ka samay kabhi na lautkar aata ,
Har waqt bus yaadon ka aasma reh jaata ,

Khelte the hum bhi khub dhul ko udel ko,
Maaf kr diye jate hamare sabhi galtiya aur bhul ko,

Jab chaha has lete they ,
Aur jab chaha ro dete they ,

Chhote chhote aankhon me sapne bade hote the,
Na kisi se bair,sare log apne hote the,

Par ab tou aansuo ko chahiye tanhayi ,
Chehre par sirf jhoothi muskaan hai chhayi ,

Zindagi ki tapish mein kab bachpan guzar gaya ,
Kab bachhe se bade ** gye zindagi ki daur mein nazar hi nahi aaya ,


Kya din they chalate they baarish mein nao 
Ab khud ko chupane ke liye sochtey hain kha jao,
 
Na kuch paane ki aasha thi or na kuch khone ka drrrr,
Mast rehte they jaha apni hi dhun idhar udhar,

Koi lauta de bachpan ka sawan
Fir se mehak jayega mere dil ka aangan ,


Khelte they khilone se aaj khud khilona ban gaye ,
Bachpan ke sunhere pal na jaane kha kho gaye,

Maa se lipatne ke  bahane bnate,
Maa ke aanchal ke chav me hi so jate,

Chhote se kadam se saitaniya bde karte the,
Papa Ki pyari daat pr bhi ro dete the,

Jab bhi rota mai,Maa apne sine se laga leti thi,
Sahlake haath sar pr mere muskura deti thi,

Maa ka dudh jaise amrit ka pyala tha,
Sach me hamara bachpan bahut hi nirala tha,

Amrit ka Ek ghut pi kar bhi khush ** jate the,
Duniya ka sabse bda sukh maa ke aanchal me hi pate the,

Yaad hai hume wo khubsurat bachpan ke pal,
Muskura dete hum jab bhi yaad aate wo sunhare bite kal........

4th collab. Poem composed by
Sonia Paruthi & Manish Shrivastva
For sonia Paruthi creations visit
Hellopoetry.com/SoniaParuthi
Rangzeb Hussain Oct 2012
Mala'ck Ali...

Her magical day of miracle graced at the birth of time is here,
She was born upon the pearled dawn of truth's perfection,
It was on the blessed day when the Beloved made a covenant,

Mala'ck Ali...

The Eternal One decreed a divine blessing to all those who hold fast,
From the fruits of Adam's family tree to the children born here and now,
They shall walk in orchards and gardens laden with succulent promises,

Mala'ck Ali...*

Forgiveness is to be showered on this rapturous day of mercy and hope,
Freedom will fly and from the ground of Arafaah to the skies and stars,
Love, peace, and wishes, treasures and prayers too are gifted on this day.
Jamil Issah Mar 2020
THE LAST HOUR

When I tell you I’m depressed
Never think I’m downhearted
There is a saying that Seeing is believing
I don’t believe
Believing is seeing
So believe in your lord thy lord
And that is the only way to get back on your feet
put your head down

And submit to the only lord who is up and down
The left and right
He is the Omni Presence LoRD
The one with the Eagle eye
Our lord is bounty
You can see it in the bounties of nature
He created man out of  nothing
And He’s made him something
That something
We all need to praise him for
Our lord is generous
Yes buh He can be dangerous
For on the day of judgement
That day our lord will be angry
And hell fire is hungry
The gate of forgiveness and sympathy will be closed
You will be amazed
To see how HE reckons without sympathy
And for you whom He has no sympathy
Hell fire is your abode
Your body your flesh your body
Will be consumed by the fire
I told you it was hungry
And your lord is angry

On that day you will ask for another chance
But there is no other chance
And it’s near
For you can see the concurrent occurrence of the last hour openly
****** immorality appears among people to such an extent that they commit it openly
People withhold charity and hoard their wealth, and rain is withheld from the sky
The messenger did warn us of that day
The false messiah will be released
He will come for the disbelieved soul
Don’t be relieved
Because this is a time of bereave
This creature  will claim to be God
Although believers will not be deceived
Disbelievers will be lead astray
You need to pray
To go the right way
To wait on the right leader
The prophet Isa(SAW)
As he descends to accomplish his last task on earth
He will **** the false prophet and clear the doubt on the oness of our lord
The last hour is dangerous
For you will witness how the earth will be covered with a huge black cloud of smoke
The last hour is dangerous
Yajooj and majooj will come and ravage the earth
They’ve been long in prisoned by Dhul Qarnayn on earth
The last hour is dangerous
Man has no where to go
Mothers and children will be in  helter-skelter
The last hour is dangerous
The intensity of the phenomena
Will make man look at the grave
But can’t wave and move away
Man will say “I wish this was my abode”
The last hour is dangerous
On that hour,at that juncture
There shall be no place for refuge
For on that day all shall return to thy lord
The last hour is dangerous
50,000 years of pain
50,000 years of pain
What did we gain
Everything on earth shall perish
The disbelievers face shall blemish
The last hour is dangerous
Let our faith  determine our final abode!!
                            🙏🏿

Written:✍🏿Jahmiel YunG
Joginder Singh Nov 2024
Aatanki ko,
Alagaavvadi ko
Koi
chetahavni dena
Bahut badi bhul he.


Mauka mile to Mita do uska mool,
Chata do Usko dhul ,
taki jhelna  na paden, aur adhik shul.

Aatanki ek
Gumrah shakhs hota hai , jab vah alag thalag pad jata hai ,
To samaj Ko khandit karna chahta hai.


Vah Apne bhitar ke
Tanashah ko Jinda rakhna chahta hai .
Satta pratishthanon ko
Jhukana chahta hai.
Desh samaj ki
Asmita ko
Dhul mein Milana chahta hai.


Aatanki
Kabhi deshbhakt nahin hota.
Beshak vah hardam ek nakab audhe rakhta hai.
Kabhi kabhi vah
Desh bhakti ka
Chadam aavaran audhe ,
Desh duniya Ko kamjor karna chahta hai.



Tum uske iradon ko samjho.
Apney ko halaton ke mutabik dhalo.
Khush fahmi mein rahakar
Khud Ko musibat mein na dalo.

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