Jab aap humare ** pass,

Har lamha hai bhut khaas.



Har ehsaas bhi sun leti hain ye dadhkane,

Aap zindagi ** humarai aapke siwa kuch nahi chahiye.



Aap ** tou sab kuch hai humare pass,

Dil se dil ke jude hain gehre ehsaas.



Paaya apne rabb ko aap mein,

Aapko dekar de diya sab kuch us rab ne.



Har dua mein shaamil ** aap,

Rooh ki awaaz ko meelon dur se bhi lete ** bhaap.



Is jahan mein aapke jaisa koi nahi,

Samjh jaate ** wo bhi jo baat ankahi.



Sabse khubsurat tarasha hai aapko us uparwale ne.

Aapke saamne tou wo chaand bhi feeka lage.



Aapke bina soona hai mera jahan jaanu,

Aapke siwa us khuda se mai aur kya mangu.



Zindagi ko zindagi mil gayi,

Chahiye aur kuch bhi nahi.



Is banjaare dil ko us dil ka mila thikana,

Jannat se bhi khubsurat hai aapka aana.



Sir jhuka kar karu mai aapke saamne sajda,

Ibadat ** jayegi qubool aap ** mere khuda.



Meri saadgi, meri khushi,

Zinda hai sirf aapse hi.



Baahon mein chupa le jaana,

Intezaar rhega aap bhi doli leke jald hi aana.



Dulhan bn aapki mil jayegi har khushi,

Aapke angana aaungi chali.



Mehandi wale haathon ki chudi hai aapse,

Saja dena maang humari apne naam ke kumkum se.



Basau mai aapke sang pyaara sa aashiyana,

Hai ek dil ka khubsurat sa sapna.



Meri saanse chalti hain un dadhkano se,

Mera sab kuch hai sirf aapke waaste.



Dil, jaan , rooh sirf aapke naam.

Har janam bs aapki hi banu bheja khuda ko paigaam.

She sits atop a hill,
the brown stone Goddess
Bleeding.

She squats and part her legs,
the yoni splattered with red,
Bleeding.

No cloth, no pad, no shame
a wild wild woman untamed,
Bleeding.

Her vermilion melts, and drops and paints,
her forehead to her yoni,
Bleeding.

The blood feeds earth
melting the hearth,
Bleeding.

The red of life,
preserved in a menstrual cup
Bleeding.

From the kumkum to bindi to choori to saree,
she a woman deliquescing in red,
Bleeding.

Brother Dearest,

Happy Raksha Bandhan

Tiny beads n delicate strings, yet very strong is the bond.

Tells a sister to her Bro. With this, " of you, I am very fond".

With good wishes beautiful n many, she ties it on his wrist.

Kumkum, rice, flowers, feeding a sweet, indeed long is the list.

A beautiful gesture of appreciation n love,  festival is.

It's practice centuries old, rather thousands of years old is.

May all my brothers alwaysssss very happy stay

Wish you all I do, happy Raksha Bandhan Day.

Your Ever Loving Sis
Anar

Armin Dutia Motashaw