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Ravin Jul 2018
1.
Dard ko kaagaz *** utarna aata hota to hum bhi galib hotee, magar humara dard to sinee mai dafan hai !!

Hum Galib to nehi magar likhne ka junoon rekhte hain, kisi aur ke dard mai apna dard dhoond liya kerte hain.....

2.
Duaen jhoot ko sach banane ke liye mangi jatii hai !!! Sach ko jhoot banen ki koi fariyaad nehi hoti..

3.
Zakham sabke hote hain,magar khuredna koi nehi chata..
Yee hai maasukha jisee chodna koi nehi chaataa..
Agar zahkam mere tum dekho to zakham saha nehi jata..

4.
Aaj phir usne kaha plz understand ... Mai na jane kyon uskii naa mai haan samajh gya, phir dil ko bewafa samajh gya..

5.
Mai iss umeed mai dooba tuu bacha lega ... abb iske baad kya mera intehaan lega

6.
Aaj tune phir us mod *** sath choda, phir mekhane ke bahar haath choda ... hum is mod see is kadar wakif hai, kii lagta hai tune phir ghar laa choda....

7.
Dhunvee kii aadat sii hoo gyee hai nashe kii cahaat sii hoo gye hai...
Tuu na rehe to kya hua tere bina jeene kii aadat sii hoo gyee hai...
Ravin Jul 2018
Cahtee hai tujhko is baat se inkaar kyon kere hum..

Galati tere nehi hai, aur sahi hum bhi nehi hai, magar,
Ek kasmakash chalti hai dil aur dimag kee beech, hum chaa ker bhi dil ki suun nehi pate, is baat se inkar kyon kere hum..

Bhoola dena chatee hai tujhko magar nehi bhula patee, is baat se inkaar kyon kere hum..

Ek namee sii aye hai ankho mai phir bhi muskurate hai tere samne, is baat see inkar kyon kere hum..

Hume lagta hai kii tere bina naa jii sakenge, magar khud se yee izhaar kyon keren hum ..

Mana tujhe kho diya magar khone ka ehsas kyon keren hum..
Ravin Oct 2018
Tera naa hona utni takleef nehi deta jitna tera hoke naa hona takleef deta hai, Tuu door hii sahi thi phir kyon paas hone kaa ehsaas dila diya..

Teri majboriyon nee hume is kabil bana diya, anjaani mehafilon mai muskurana sikha diya..

Jate jate kuch haseen pal chod gye ** tum, in palon ne hume akele mai rona sikha diya..

Chaahate to rok lete tujhko, magar Zindagi kuch is kadar intehaan le rehe thi, kii sab kuch tha, magar phir bhi hume fakeer hone ka ehsaas dila rahi thi...

Majbooriyan humari bhi kuch aise thi, jinhone hume tumhare bina jeena sikha diya..

Kaun ** tum jisne hume pathar see phir insaan bana diya...
Trusted , clear-coated , cured cane pole
Can o' corn 'neath a Maple umbrella
Brown Trout skimmers popping the top of a runaway
river
Red , gold leaf boats sail the eddies
Painted hardbacks , soft shelled sinkers
Lolly-gagging Mudcats , sunlight in her
turbulent mirror
Cold water shivers , warm flannel shirts with
wet rolled up Levi's , Peanut butter -apple jelly
sandwiches with a peach Nehi
Cattle trails homeward
Honeysuckle boundaries , Red plum , Mimosa ,
Honey Locust companions
Brown sugar tended earth , June corn , young hideaways
Purple wire-grass terraces , wild Dove lining
barbed wire fencing with late hour songbirds escorts* ..
Copyright September 6 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Equa Adanvdo adanedi aya hia nvlinegvgv Yv uduladi nudale iga
(Great Spirit give me the strength I need another day)  
nashi Yv anasgvti adasehede anisoi
(that I may guide others)  

Nasquu gohi Yv adadvdodi vhnai nehi
(Also this I ask of you)  
Equa Unitsi Elohino
(Great Mother Earth)  

We walked in peace and harmony
warriors brave and strong
guided by the Great Spirit in the sky
respecting the way of Mother Earth
we taught this to our children at birth

We were all but one, just like the Eagle, we were free
this was our way, the way it would always be
with our wings spread, we would fly
this was our Native American Pride

Then white man came to take our land
said our way of life was wrong
this is what they would decide
and it didn't take them long

Still we didn't run and hide
we stood tall and made our stand
never to carry the white man's brand
this was our Native American Pride

For our own beliefs, so many died
both women and children cried
as one by one, all was lost
at the white man's cost

Said the color of their skin, made them right
but we didn't give in, without a fight
no matter how hard they would try
they couldn't break our Native American Pride
Spiritwind ©2010
Whit Howland Aug 22
Everybody
was somebody

at some time

old postcards
a grape  Nehi soda

and a pair of moccasins
adorned

with colored glass beads
Some Route 66 Jazz

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