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Grim Reaper May 2016
Ik kuddi jida naa mohabbat,
Gum hai. Gum hai, gum hai...

Saad muraadi, soni phabbat,
Guum hai.

Suurat ousdi pariyaan vargi
Seerat di o mariam lagdi,
Hasdi hai taa phul jharade ne
Turdi hai taa gazal hai lagdi.
Lamm-salammi, saru(Saro) de kad di
Umar aje hai marke agg di,
Par naina di gal samajhdi.
Ik kuddi jida naa mohabbat,
Gum hai. Gum hai, gum hai...

Goummeyaan janam janam han hoye
Par lagda jyon kal di gal hai.
Yun lagda jyon ajj di gal hai,
Yun lagda jyon *** di gal hai.
Huney taan mere kol khaddi si
Huney taan mere kol nahi hai
Eh ki chhal hai, eh ki phatkan
Soch meri hairan baddi hai.
Nazar meri har aande jaande
Chehre da rang phol rahi hai,
Ous kuddi nu tol rahi hai.

Saanjh dhale baazaaran de jad,
Moddaan te khushbu ugdi hai.
Vehal, thakaavat, bechaini jad,
Chau raaheyaan te aa juddadi hai.
Rauley lippi tanhai vich
Os kuddi di thudd khaandi hai.
Os kuddi di thudd disdi hai.
Har chhin mennu inyon lagda hai,
Har din mennu inyon lagda hai.
Judde jashan ne bheeddaan vichon,
Juddi mahak de jhurmat vichon,
O mennu aawaaz davegi,
Men ohnu pehchaan lavaanga
O mennu pehchaan lavegi.
Par es raule de hadd vichon
Koi mennu aawaaz na denda
Koi vi mere vall na vehnda.

Par khaure kyun tapala lagda,
Par khaure kyun jhaulla painda,
Har din har ik bheedd juddi chon,
But ohda jyun langh ke jaanda.
Par mennu hi nazar na aunda.
Goum gaya maen os kuddi de
Chehre de vich goummeya rehnda,
Os de gham vich ghullda rehnda,
Os de gham vich khurda jaanda!
Os kuddi nu meri saun hai,
Os kuddi nu apni saun hai,

Os kuddi nu sab di saun hai.
Os kuddi nu jag di saun hai,
Os kuddi nu rab di saun hai,
Je kithe paddhdi sundi hove,
Jyundi ya o mar rahi hove
Ik vaari aa ke mil jaave
Vafa meri nu daag na laave
Nahin taan methon jiya na jaanda
Geet koi likheya na janda!

Ik kudi jida naa muhabat.
Goum hai.
Saad muradi sohni phabbat
Goum hai.
Shiv Kumar Batalvi
Ruby Nemo Feb 2018
wloud yuo go for em?
I dno't maen as a somlutae
but rhater
a ditasrciton to keep teh rlaetiy aawy?

wuold you go fro me,
so I dno't hvae to go aolne?
I am araifd taht if I eemgre
all tahts lfet wlil be sikn and bnoe.

wloud you go otu for me,
so I dno't hvae to sohw my fcae
in the clod hareetd baet of scioety
and teh dlaiy trerors taht srruuond me?

wolud oyu go for em
nto as a firend
but rhater
a lveor, to hlod froveer and keep aawy the dmeons?

yuo shulodn't go fro me
I cna't ofefr mcuh of aynhting
but I'd rhater it be oyu
tahn me out tehre in the meriaatl wlord
Peter J May 2020
The slow slow flow
of the Afon Lwyd
With it's fragrance from
rain soaked azalea.

A clap of thunder
rolls across the Mynyd Maen
then rests up on its tremulous tip.

And there where the scent
from my life's earth breath
leaves me before warm storms
rain forces my eyes closed.

For I am not Obed-Edom
and I find no favour
from touching
the Ark of God.
#just messing around while looking at the storm clouds forging my mountain.

— The End —