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"janwar" poems
Jis phul ne koi galati hi nahi ki, Use kis baat ki saza diya ja rha hai, Es duniya me aane se pahle hi kyu use maar diya ja rha hai, Ai Khuda kyu aise janwar ko tune banaya, Ek chhoti kali ko pet me hi maar khud ko insaan btaya, Na maaro us phul ko jisme us bhagwan ka hai waas, Ek din aisa aayega jab ** jayega puri shristi ka naas Arey nasamjh insaan sirf bete ki hi aas lagaoge, To phir maa, behan aur dulhan kahan se paoge, Mata-Pita ki galati ki saza us chhoti kali ko diya jata hai, Ek chhote se andhere ghar me hi use maar diya jata hai, Wo kali bhi baar baar unlogo se karti pukar, Hey Maa-Baba mujhe pet me hi mat maar, Ye duniya ek baar mujhe bhi dikha de, Apne amrit ki ek ghunt mujhe bhi pila de, Nanhi si jaan tou hai bekasoor, Maar kar hi aakhir kyu milta hai pathar dilon ko suroor, Wo bhi dekhna chahti hai duniya, Janam lene se pehle hi Jaan gawani padti hai oo gudiya, Apne hi hathon ukhed dete hai apne hi aangan ka phool, Kaisa hai ye bereham logon ka usool, Kismat wale hote hai wo insaan, Jinki kokh mein dete hain betiyan bhagwaan, Beti hai ishwar ka hai en anmol uphaar, Jeene ka us nanhi jaan ko bhi hai adhikaar, Sharam aati hai logo ki is ghatiya soch par, Taras aata hai unpar Jo apne hi ansh ka dete hain maar Devi ka karte hain jo tiraskaar, Banao ek naya usool Beti ko karo qubool Jeevan ka hai ye adhaar Banta hai inhi se sansaar, Likh us phul ka dard hamari aankhen bhar aai, Teri banai duniya me O mera khuda ye teri kaisi khudai.. Ye teri kaisi khudai... Collaboration by Manish Shrivastava and Sonia Paruthi
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Mar 23, 2018
Mar 23, 2018 at 10:12 AM UTC
Nanhi si jaan ka balidaan
Jis phul ne koi galati hi nahi ki, Use kis baat ki saza diya ja rha hai, Es duniya me aane se pahle hi kyu use maar diya ja rha hai, Ai Khuda kyu aise janwar ko tune banaya, Ek chhoti kali ko pet me hi maar khud ko insaan btaya, Na maaro us phul ko jisme us bhagwan ka hai waas, Ek din aisa aayega jab ** jayega puri shristi ka naas Arey nasamjh insaan sirf bete ki hi aas lagaoge, To phir maa, behan aur dulhan kahan se paoge, Mata-Pita ki galati ki saza us chhoti kali ko diya jata hai, Ek chhote se andhere ghar me hi use maar diya jata hai, Wo kali bhi baar baar unlogo se karti pukar, Hey Maa-Baba mujhe pet me hi mat maar, Ye duniya ek baar mujhe bhi dikha de, Apne amrit ki ek ghunt mujhe bhi pila de, Nanhi si jaan tou hai bekasoor, Maar kar hi aakhir kyu milta hai pathar dilon ko suroor, Wo bhi dekhna chahti hai duniya, Janam lene se pehle hi Jaan gawani padti hai oo gudiya, Apne hi hathon ukhed dete hai apne hi aangan ka phool, Kaisa hai ye bereham logon ka usool, Kismat wale hote hai wo insaan, Jinki kokh mein dete hain betiyan bhagwaan, Beti hai ishwar ka hai en anmol uphaar, Jeene ka us nanhi jaan ko bhi hai adhikaar, Sharam aati hai logo ki is ghatiya soch par, Taras aata hai unpar Jo apne hi ansh ka dete hain maar Devi ka karte hain jo tiraskaar, Banao ek naya usool Beti ko karo qubool Jeevan ka hai ye adhaar Banta hai inhi se sansaar, Likh us phul ka dard hamari aankhen bhar aai, Teri banai duniya me O mera khuda ye teri kaisi khudai.. Ye teri kaisi khudai... Collaboration by Manish Shrivastava and Sonia Paruthi
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Tu ** Jungali Tum ** Janwar Tere dil mein hali kala raang Tere dimakh mein sirf jung hi jung Mera nam, mera chehra, meri avaz, Sab ik khwab sumjo Mar gayi mein teri liye Aur tum mere ghuzre hua kal ka bhooth s.q.
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 5:16 PM UTC
Bhooth
How do I erase this Janwar that's clawing, gnawing, destroying my insides try to cease this current this ebbing self-control black-holed sanity of clear thought Everywhere I go every sight I see incomplete without my completeness you Stupidity overwhelming judgement blinding direction of constant withdrawal an itch How I wish things didn't happen for a reason for now, I'd be whole without a counterpart missing A puzzle piece misleading me to believe that he and me as a we are meant to be **** that idiocracy for whole I am, complete, and you are obsolete s.q.
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Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
Misleading
The salty sweat of his chest lingered on my lips, so I tasted pulled into the depths of all his discovered unknowns my crevices of happy findings warm tidings delightful hidings shut eyes, thoughtful, reliving memories, flood of pleasure losing control I could smell his savage desire, anticipation giving me chills we find an everlasting truth that even though this distance will remain we're bound through many domains and no matter the end result you and I can't feel this real from any other s.q.
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Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 12:47 PM UTC
The Life of a Jungali in the World of a Janwar