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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.
Salmabanu Hatim Jul 2018
We give expensive gifts to our children on
Birthdays,
Achievements,
Marriages,
Adulthood (21 years),
and on and on.
Have we ever given them?
The Quran-Islam
The Bible-Christians
The Bhagavad Gita-Hinduism
The Tohra-Judaism
Guru Granth Sahib-Sikhism
Kojik-Shinto,
Avesta-Zeroastranism.
In today's world of chaos our children need them.
If learning is important why not between the pages of the holy books.
Let's make our holy books as important as our mobiles.
Gaurav Luthra Jul 2015
What will society say? She asked.

A simple question it maybe but
good enough to **** the dreams
of many, a one man army and
a disease responsible for
killing more than any deadly
disease can manage to ****; a
disease, that attacks early on
in life, slowly penetrating the
depth of our body, strengthening
our looks but weakening our
soul.

“Society will laugh at you”, she said.

They will laugh AT you if you are
Short, tall, fat, slim, intelligent,
Rich, poor and basically anytime
When you try to be yourself because
all they can do is laugh AT you but never
WITH you. They are that hungry demon
Whose hunger cannot be satisfied
No matter how much you change
Yourself so why bother involving
Them in every decision we make?

Is it the same society who kills others on name of religion? I said.

A question that gave me many
Sleepless nights and confusing days
until a realization was made
During my walk through the
Religious section of a library
And a gaze fell upon the books
With title The Quran, The
Talmud, The Holy Bible, The
Gita, The Granth and I saw the
Covers with no fingerprints
And no red colour staining them,
Then I realized people who sworn
To **** on the name of these
Precious books probably
Never bothered to read them.
So why have a faith on this society
When they base their actions on
Blind faith?

The real question should be “What will society NOT say?” I said.

Majority will not tell you to keep
Going, they will not say to do
Something different because
They want you to stay where you
Are, they will not ask you to get
Up after you fall rather they will
Use the opportunity to climb on
Your shoulder to get themselves
Up to where they want. So stop
Worrying about what society will
Say and start worrying about
What your inner soul will say when
You fail from following your passion
Because of someone who probably
Never followed theirs.
I want to get one point clear before you read this. I am not saying that we should not care about society at all but I am saying that we cannot base every single personal decision on what others will think. A prime example is parents telling their kids to choose a prestigious profession (by the way, no profession is small or big if you do it with passion) just because society will laugh at them if their kid chose to do something they want (lets take being a writer for example). This is just one example and there are many. So, this is directed for those individuals who follow this mentality and I am sure they have their own reason for thinking and I fully respect that but maybe re-think for a bit and see how you are affecting yourself and your loved ones by putting society ahead in every single decision. Life is unpredictable and short so live it as if it is your last day because at the end of the day, yes society will laugh at your decisions but it is that same society who will follow you when you succeed in whatever your passion is.
Mohd Arshad May 2014
Welcome to India
The place of Quran
Welcome to India
The place of Geeta
Welcome to India
The place of Bible
Welcome to India
The place of Granth

Welcome to India
The holiest of holy places
Zindagi us khuda ki banai bisaat hai jis k hum sab mohre hai..
Uske dar tak k raaste me.. Nashukro k liye kohre hi kohre hai

Jo behtar khel jayega wohi jeet jayega..
Par ye hoga tabhi Jab woh behatreen akhlakh apnayega


Khelte khelte kai to fanah ** gaye..
Kai Sikandar..****** jaise tabah ** gaye..
Maiyyat se khali haath bahar le kar is duniya se wida ** gaye

Rubaru apne kafan se jo jeete ji ** gaye..
Mukammal jahan unhi ko mila..jo khuda ki panah me ** gaye

Zindagi me jinhone ilm rakha us khuda ko Yaad karna..
Namaze adda kari..Gurbani paddi.. Granth padde..Hukumname diye..
khuda ne hosle itne buland kr diye..Apne noor se sabhi manzilo..Jannat k raaste unhi k liye Roshan kar diye

Zindagi me Naam..Shoharat unhe bahut mili..jinme alfazo se khelne ha hunar aa gaya..
Sir chad k jinke ye inayat na boli..woh us khuda ko tah umra bha gaya😊
Khaab Aug 2020
A person with a turban and long hair
That is how people locate us
But we are lot more than that...
It's our values and the teachings of Guru Granth Sahib
that make us shine bright!
As Guru Nanak Dev Ji gave us the value of Vand Chakko,
We can't discriminate because
Guru gave us the value of Langar
where everyone sits together to have food in Gurudwaras
without consideration of caste, creed, race or gender.
All we know is that the blood of all humans is red
And that reason is enough for us to treat everyone equal.
We have been nurtured with the values of Kirt Karan and Naam Japan.
That keeps us on the right path of hard work.
Gurbani flows in our blood.
Our Guru made us strong!
As Guru gobind Singh ji said," The one who goes through injustice is wrong but the one who sees injustice is worst!"
So neither we take it nor we see it!
Everytime we say Waheguru...we believe God is one.
Our beautiful long hair are a symbol of our faith...
Which are covered by tubans that are not only mere
pieces of cloth...
But make us Kings and Queens.
Being a sikh...I was born with the responsibility to make this world a better place.
Anshika Raj Apr 2020
Handed down through the ages,
Humanity in hearts and reverance for the sages.

This place is more like a heaven on Earth,
Myriad of religions are taken here birth.

Our emperors were too kind to invade any country,
Million of channels telecast it's documentary.

Jai Hind and Satyamev Jayte resides in our heart,
Our sand handles both a motor and a cart.

The holy Ganga flows from the bottom of Himalayas,
So is worshipped for being called a gift like Matthias.

The Himalayan is fit like a crown on our mother's head,
Climatic variations and monsoon rainfall are so evenly spread.

World's economy has an immense eminence of zero,
Invented by Aryabhatta; Ramanujan- the Maths hero.

Bhagat Singh, Laxmi Bai had been an epitome of strength,
Education is vastly spread and immeasurable in length.

Variety of raiment is seen in every state,
Twenty two languages and each with a feel of sedate.

Vendors working daily amidst tumults on roads,
Poetry scribbled by poet as their respectful odes.

Colours of rainbow is reflected here well,
Luscious cuisines grabs heed by the smell.

Geeta, Qur'an, Adi Granth and Bible,
At different hours, they worship their idols.

Vaisakhi, Christmas, Holi and Eid
we stand together as a pillar in every need.

Writings are not only read in books,
But scripted on walls, painting on hooks.

Folk arts, tribal arts, feet beating on rhythm,
Dance forms are many, depicting their vision.

Here, women are treated equal to men,
Delhi and Mumbai got their place in the list of wen.

We treat our guests as the heavenly God,
One can visit here either by plane or brod.

Weddings are held by following every ritual,
Our ways may differ but our hearts are mutual.

With so much of glory do not mistake it as Neverland,
As this Golden bird does not fly but stays on land.
love of mine,
I will remain yours
for the duration of my time.

through all the blowing months,
and the seconds that seem slow.
you my sacred Granth.

my heart will yearn,
and control won't be mine,
my insides will forever burn.

my body which in-cases
will grow ever hollow
and the fragments of my heart in precious places.
the body might have come
from #Africa...
i need only one eye
to write this....
the nobody
moght come from Africa:#
but the intellect
came from India
there is no go coconut...
     cages....

Sri Guru Granth Sahib
1st September:
i am drunk:
i am overwhelmed...
Metallica...
pick me up
pickle me...
pick up the pieces...

daughter:
you have your father's eyes:
only today
i saw the face
the face of my father's
mother...
and how Madonna fakery
she was gleeful...

sorry Alex: the Sikh army
can wait...
we have plenty of time to drink
and get high
and wage wars..
holy or unholy:
it doesn't matter:
war will come
regardless
because the jobs are
****
and the education system...
war is the sole
educational project
alleviating all the ails
of the ills that comfort: and parasites
it breeds...

a gen X Holocaust joke:
why did ****** commit suicide?
he got the gas bill...
Alex reminded me how i brfriended
him with a joke:
20 years later he told me the joke
back and me and Iaian laughed...

the choke: joke: red:
read no reed along the lines of..
shovel: yes... so you now know
about destroying your ego...
shovel was the impromptu wording...
shovel the crux...
then came the recount...

how do you fit 10,000 Jews into a
German car...
oh... just shove them into the ashtray...
the Scot the Angl-Slav and the Raj
myester giggled till
there were tears...

the night seems calmer when i write:
i met up with Alex and we were
two
like not *** alike
but as *** alike
we whispered conspircy
after conspiracy
walking past Muslim households
while the Muslim girls gave us Puerto Rican
vibes... while the Muslim men thought
conquest was safe with bureaucracy...
some old ****:
despot of the bed: ***** linen:
shaved the tashe but kept the beard:
skin headed Muhammad:
i know the look...
     Allah the Silent is Ugly... monstrous...
who says Gabriel isn't the Satan breaking out
of Prison? leaving?
that prison of the Qaaba... who says: no?!

i was in Moscow: to see the Metallica gig
circa 2007 but i didn't get the
******* t-shirt:
i stopped propping the most appropriate
conjunction:
i stopped marking oaths
and then the stutter bilingualism came...

i have an appetitte for Alexander
like this flesh of wound:
that could never become woman:
and i ask him of women:
and of grief like it's love
and that twister
and that sound of children so piercing
like reimagining Eden...
and the purpose of Christ...

apparently i am: but i don't think:
that i think:
that i think: i think... i think / i am:
i think: i am: a daydream...
i daydream i have a day
i maybe dream...
who is a face without a blinking eye
or two?

Cossack rain of ***** over Kiev:
replied Warsaw over Moscow...
the horrors of the hordes:
the very finest:
but this infiltretion is unlike all those
prior:
the educated idiot prisoners of doctor:
herr... i ask you:
you will not ask me twice...
who's ******...

i ask who dons long hair...
beard and evil clues as having conquest
to baron... not Islam:
i once wanted to travel to India:
in my teens...
and then walk back from India across
Afghanistan etc
turns out..
i was lazy...
India came to me...
i didn't have to go to India:
India came to me...
******* myopia prone of pronouns:
nice fig tree:
all i have is a bush...

all those Marxist-Darwinists
and their white man origins in Africa...
sorry...
perhaps the body originated in Africa...
but the intellect...
that originated in India...
     leave your ******* best established
with your myhtos of chess:
game of *** is also a game
a chess
a backgammon...
  
               Africa was no continent
for the origin of skeletal language:
the hierohylphs one
avenue
to the one in sanskrit
and
the Chinese ideograms...
Africa you ugly yuck:
****** white fool...
but then the stern eye of the Asiatic
and the revisionist Great Eye of the Khan!

ants
crawling all over my face.

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