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Ek naadan parinde ka haath aapne thaama,
Apne dil mein diya sabse khubsurat thikana.

Phool ki mehak ko jaata nahi churaya.
Suraj ki kirne ko jaata nahi chupaya.

Khuda ne itna sikhaya hai mujhe,
Aapke liye dua karu khud se pehle.

Mere dil ka dard kisne hai dekha,
Ye dost muskaan ke peeche ki kahani padh leta.

Vaada karte hain ye rishta dil se nibhayenge,
Aapki shiddat mein hadd se guzar jayenge.

Dil se maangi thi dua rabb se,
Qubool hui ibadat mulakaat hui jab aapse.

Duniya ki daulat hey ishwar nahi chahiye mujhe,
Sabse anmol tohfa mila jo jud gaye sanjog unse.

Dadhkano ki dadhakti har awaaz hai sirf unki,
Pyaar mein tabdil ** gayi hamari dosti.

Chand sa hai mukhda,
Mere jigar ka tukda.

Bin tere jiyenge ab hum na ek pal,
Tujhse juda hai aane wala har kal.

Bhut sataya humne aapko aapka jawab dene mein,
Hanji hum bhi chahte hain aapko aapki shiddat se.

Jud gye dil se dil tak,
Mujh par sirf hai aapka hakk.

Rooh se rooh ka rishta hai hamara,
Tujh bin ek pal nahi humein gavara.

Chadha diya hum par rang apna,
Poora hua ek pyaara sa sapna.

Aasman mein jab tak sitaro ka hai basera,
Ek dusre ka hain hum sahara.

Meri zindagi ke saaton janam hai aapke naam,
Aapke hi rahenge hum bheja khuda ko paigaam.

Pyaar mera rago mein lahu ban daude,
Apna sab kuch tum par qurbaan kar de.

Tum saath ** tou zindagi mein hai bahaar,
Tere bina zindagi bhi hai meri bekaar.

Khuda kasam har saans sirf tumhari,
Tumse hi judi hai zindagi hamari.

Rabb jaane kya lekh likhe unhone,
Milaya hai jab aage bhi whi sambhale.

Mai teri ** gayi haa mahiya,
Har kadam saath hain hum saathiya.

Rabb se pehle tumko yaad kiya,
Apna dil tumhe de diya .

Sacchi mohabbat tumse kar baithe,
Pta nahi chala kab hum aapke ** gye.

Zindagi se judi hai hayat aapki,
Aapka pyaar jaise maa ki thapki.

Har mod par saath hai aapke,
Chahe waqt kitni karwat badal le.

Aapki pagli sirf aapki hai yaara,
Tum bin kaun hai hamara.

Intezaar hai besabri se humein us din ka,
Jis din aapke naam se judega naam hamara.

Aapka har dukh hamara hai sajna,
Hamari har khushi par naam hai aapka.

Tumko bhi hai khabar,
Aye mere humsafar.

Maut ki gaud mein sone ke baad bhi,
Alwida nahi hai kehna humein kabhi.

Gujarish hai khuda se ,
Kabhi juda na karna unse.

Ek sang hi mitti ki chadar odh so jayenge,
Sacchi mohabbat dil se nibhayenge.

Mohabbat se kai upar hai mohaabat aapse,
Aisa koi shabd nahi jo ise piro ske.

Chaha tha humesha se humsafar mahadev jaisa,
Qubool hui dua hamari jo mila mahiya aisa.

Dilon ki awaaz mein hai itna asar,
Yaad kare joo ** jaati hai khabar.

Ibadat karne ka wo khubsurat lamha mile,
Tou hum apne humsafar  ke saamne sajda kar le.
Akshat Mar 2018
school ke pehle Din mile the, Rote Rote Sab aye the par tum has rahe the.
Usi baat se rote rote me chup hua tha aur wahi se dosti ka pehla chapter shuru hua.
Padhai ke chor Hum washroom Break ke bahane aadha lecture bunk Krte the.
Break me 15 ki sandwich aur 10 ka juice aur kaha koi kharche the.
7 bje se pehle agr barish hogi to scl nhi jaenge aur usi ki chutti Milte hi barish me jam ke nahaenge .
Result ke din kiska Kam ayega uspe shart lagti thi aur agr uska zada Aya to ye sochke bht phat ti thi.
Mere saamne shart harke Jeet ta hmesha tu hi Tha , kuch nhi pada yr bolke topper banta tu hi Tha... Jhuta saala!!.
Pehli baar kisi ldki ko dekhte dekhte tumne mujhe dekh Lia tha ,uske saamne usi ke Naam se chidane ka zimma tumne le Lia tha .
Teacher ne jab daat ke bahar hmko khara Kia Tha , class room se zada bhr hmne seekh Lia tha.
Aakhri baar jab aakhri din ham mile the kai wade hamne kr lie the.
Par tab shuru Hui zindagi ki asli class, alg school me admission no same class.....are Koi naa alg school Hai to Kya hua har week Milte rhenge par Sach btae dost aur kitna khud ko dhakte rhenge .
Pehle milke plan banate the ab Milne ka plan banta hai........in sab me kahi kho si gayi Hai hmari zindagi.
Kaha Hai yr Mera vo school Wala dost kaha Hai.......
Lovish Uppal Jan 2016
Shaam ki sardi mein
Jab ghar se hum nikle, 
Mast kuch bachchon ne yaad dilaya The hum bhi kitne befikre.

Beet gaya aane se pehle, 
Waqt kisi ka na hua.
Bachpan le gaya sang apne, 
Phir aaye mudke hai yehi dua.

Kashtiyan kagaz ki banake 
Chalate the paani mein, 
Yehi nahi baarishon mein ghoomne Nikalte the apni cycle pe.

Baarish ka anand nahi, 
Toofanon se darte hain ab,
Woh din bhi kya din the 
Jab apne se lagte the sab.

Kahaniyan sunke khud ko
Doobate us duniya mein, 
Na jhooth, na dikhava, 
Na dhokha tha usmein.

Dil mein thi ek bekarari hamesha, rehta tha khushi ka intezaar, 
Ab hai yakin kismat pe apni, 
Kabhi na lautenge ab woh din raat.
Asia ke hum parinde, Aasma hai had hmari,
Jante hai chand suraj, Jid hmari zad hmari,

Hum whi jisne samander ki, lehar par baandh sadha,
Hum whi jinke ke liye din, rat ki upji na badha,

Hum ki jo dharti ko mata, maan kar samman dete,
Hum ki wo jo chalne se pehle, manjile pehchan lete,

Hum whi jo sunya main bhi, sunya rachte hain nirantar,
Hum whi jo roshni rakhte, hai sabki chaukhto par,
Un ujalo ka wahi, paigam le aye hai hum,

Hum hai desi hum hai desi hum hai desi,
Ha magar har desh chaye hai hum.

Zinda rehne ka asal andaz, Sikhlaye hai humne,
Zindgi hai zindgi ke, Baad samjhaya hai humne,

Humne batlaya ki, Kudrat ka asal andaz kya hai,
Rang kya hai roop kya hai, Mehak kya hai swad kya hai,

Humne duniya mohbat, Ka asar zinda kiya hai,
Hmne nafart ko gale mil, Mil ke sharminda kiya hai,

In tarrki ke khudao, Ne to ghar ko dar bnaya,
In pde khali makano, Ko hmi ne ghar bnaya,

Hum na aate to taraki, Is kadar na bol pati,
Hum na aate to ye duniya, Khidkiya na khol pati,
Hai yasoda ke yha par, devki jaye hai hum,

Hum hai desi hum hai desi hum hai desi,
Ha magar har desh chaye hai hum.
Copyright© Shashank K Dwivedi
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Har haal mein hum khush reh le,

Gujarish hai bs mera humsafar har janam mile.



Tabeez bnkar har buri nazar se mai unhe bacha lu,

Apni har saans mai har janam unke sang likh du.



Ye saanse agar tham bhi jayein,

Aye mere sanam aap humesha mere sang rahein.



Ye uljhi hui haathon ki lakeer,

Aapke aane se sajti hai taqdeer.



Mere rom rom bs ek hi hai naam,

Aye khuda padh le mere naam se aaya paigaam.



Daaman failaye fariyaad hai tujhse,

Humesha jode rakhna mujhe unse.



Wo mile sab kuch paa liya maine,

Aur kuch na ab mujhe chahiye.



Ankhiyon ko sukoon milta,

Jab chehra unka dikh jaata.



Is rani ki jaan tou hai wo raja,

Unhi ki badault meri maang mein sindoor saja.



Har koi chahta hai us aasmaan ke chaand ko,

Mera chaand tou mere paas humesha **.



Sajda karu mai unki is rooh ko,

Suche moti se bhi saacha hai unka dil wo.



Poori kayenaat samet ke meri jholi mein daal di,

Is dil ki saanse tou us dil se humesha humesha ke liye judi.



Wo saath hain tou mera khuda hai mere pass,

Behad pyaara hai unka aur mera dil ka har ehsaas.



Jab raakh ** jayegi ye kaaya meri,

Mujhe har pal sukoon pahuchayegi awaaz wo teri.



Saanse rahe na rahe mere saathiya,

Humesha mere sang rehna mere mahiya.



Jab umar ki ye naiya bhawar badal legi,

Chehre ki chamak apne rang badal degi.



Fir bhi aap humesha mere sang rehna,

Mujhe aapse bs yahi hai kehna.



Bikhre bikhre se they hum pehle,

Aapke aane se is zindagi mein phul khile.



Mere pass shabd hi nahi hain ki kaise us uparwale ka ,

Mai shukriya ada karu? Aap mile sab kuch mil gaya.



Jab ye waqt khafa hone lagega mujhse,

Ye duniya bhi saath chhor degi aas rhegi tujhse.



Har kadam par saath rehna mere sanam,

Tere siwa koi nahi hai mera humdum.



Ye qismat humari bhut khel hai khelti,

Dil ki dadhkane har pal aapko talaashti.



Chahe kaisa bhi ** manjar,

Zameenein hongi banjar.



Tab bhi mere sang rehna.

Bs yhi hai aapse kehna.



Aapke ye ardhangini humesha hai aapke saath,

Haathon mein liye hardum aapka haath.



Chahe waqt badle ya taqdeer khel khele,

Har pal aapki biwi milegi aapko lagaye seene se .



Kuch nahi chahiye humein,

Neele gagan ke neeche kahin bhi aapke sang rehle.



Bs aap saath rehna,

Itna hi mujhe kehna.
Two Bulgarian poets entered “The Second Genesis” – Anthology of Contemporary World Poetry – India’2014
Poems of the Bulgarian poets Bozhidar Pangelov and Mira Dushkova are included in the Indian project “The Second Genesis: An Anthology of Contemporary World Poetry”. Bozhidar Pangelov’s poems are: “Time is an Idea” and “…I hear” translated by Vessislava Savova; as for Mira Dushkova’s poems – “Beyond”, “Sozopolis” and “The Girl”, they were translated by Petar Kadiyski.


For the authors:
Bozhidar Pangelov was born in the soft month of October in the city of the chestnut trees, Sofia, Bulgaria, where he lives and works. He likes joking that the only authorship which he acknowledges are his three children and the job-hobby in the sphere of the business services. His first book Four Cycles (2005) written entirely with an unknown author but in a complete synchronous on motifs of the Hellenic legends and mythos. The coauthor (Vanja Konstantinova) is an editor of his next book Delta (2005) and she is the woman whom “The Girl Who…” (2008) is dedicated to. His last (so far) book is “The Man Who…” (2009). In June 2013 a bi lingual poetry book A Feather of Fujiama is being published in Amazon.com as a Kindle edition. Some of his poems are translated in Italian, German, Polish, Russian, Chinese and English languages and are published on poetry sites as well as in anthologies and some periodicals all over the world. Bozhidar Pangelov is on of the German project Europe takes Europa ein Gedicht. “Castrop Rauxel ein Gedicht RUHR 2010” and the project “SPRING POETRY RAIN 2012”, Cyprus.
Mira Dushkova (1974) was born in in Veliko Tarnovo, the medieval capital of Bulgaria. She earned a MA degree from the University of Veliko Tarnovo, and later on a PhD in Modern Bulgarian Literature, from Ruse University Angel Kanchev, in 2010, where she is currently teaching literature courses.
Her writing includes poetry, essays, literary criticism and short stories. She has published several poetry books in Bulgarian: “I Try Histories As Clothes“ (1998), „Exercise On The Scarecrow” (2000), „Scents and Sights“ (2004), literary monograph “Semper Idem : Konstantin Konstantinov. Poetics of the late stories“ (2012, 2013) and the story collection „Invisible Things“ (2014).
Her poems have been published in literary editions in Bulgaria, USA, Sweden, Hungary, Croatia, Romania, Turkey and India. Some of her poems and essays have been first prize winners of different Bulgarian contests for literature.
She has attended poetry festivals in Bulgaria, Croatia (Zagreb) and Turkey (Istanbul and Ordu).
She lives in Ruse – Bulgaria.

For the Antology “The Second Genesis”:
In the anthology titled „The Second Genesis“ are published the poems of 150 poets from 57 countries. All poems are in English. The Antology consists of 546 pages. “The Second Genesis” includes authors’ and editors’ biographies and three indexes: of the authors; of the poem titles and an index based on the first verses. It is issued by “A.R.A.W.LII” (Academy of ‘raitɘ(s) And Word Literati) – an academy, which encourages literature and creative writing and realizes cultural connections between India and the other countries. Four times a year ARAWLII publishes in India the international magazine for poetry and creative writing „Prosopisia“. Its Chief Editor and President of A.R.A.W.LII is Prof. Anuraag Sharma. He is also author of Antology’s Introduction.
Participating Countries:
Albania, Argentina, Armenia, Australia, Belgium, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Brazil, Bulgaria, Albania, Great Britain, Germany, Greece, Denmark, Egypt, Estonia, India, Iran, Iraq, Ireland, Israel, Spain, Italy, Jordan, Canada, Cyprus, China, Kosovo, Cuba, Macao, Macedonia, Niger, Norway, Pakistan, Palestine, Poland, Puerto Rico, Romania, Russia, Saudi Arabia, USA, Singapore, Syria, Serbia, Taiwan, Tunis, Turkey, Fiji, Philippines, Finland, France, Holland, Croatia, Montenegro, Czech Republic, Chile, Sweden, Switzerland, Scotland, South Africa, Japan
For the editors:
Anuraag Sharma – editor and president of A.R.A.W.LII
Poet, critic, author of short stories, translator and playwrighter, Anuraag has to his credit the following publications: “Kiske Liye?”, “Punarbhava”, “Audhava”, Dimensions of the Angel: A Study of the poetry of Les Murray’s Poetry “Iswaswillbe” – a collection of short stories, “Setu” (“The Bridges”). He has also co-editor the volume of conference papers: ”Caring Cultures: Sharing Imaginations. Some of his recent publications include: “A Trilogy of plays”, “Mehraab” (“The Arch”) – translations of selected poems of four Canberra Poets, “Papa and Other Poems”, “Sau Baras Ka Sitara Eik” – translation of Andrew Parkin’s “A Star of Hundred Years”, “As if a wooden house I am”- translations of Surendra Chaturverdi, “Satish Verma: The Poet” and “Tere Jaane ke Baad Tere Aane as Pehle”. He is also editor-in-chief of two international journals – “Lemuria” and “Prosopisia”. Currently he is working as a Professor in English at Govt. College “Kekri” Ajmer, India.

Moizur Rehman Khan – co-redactor, project manager, secretary of A.R.A.W.LII
He studied Urdo and Persian Literature in college and later on competed his master degree in English literature from “Dayanand” College, Ajmer, India. He completed his research dissertation under the supervision of Anuraag Sharma on “Major themes in the poetry of Chris Wallas-Crabbe”. He is a creative writer. His poems and articles have been published in various magazines and journals. Currently he is teaching English at DMS, RIE, Ajmer, India.
References for the Antology:
“No middle no end, the poems in The Second Genesis have been speaking to you long before the beginning and will continue without you…don’t worry, its binding has long since unglued, its pages, worn and disheveled, will always be speaking to you, they’ve been compiled this way, to be read out of order, backwards, shelved or scattered in an attic between the coffee and greasy finger stains…The Second Genesis is the history of the Book where you become its words, ink and pulp.”
Craig Czury

“The Second Genesis is at the crossroads of a new poetic becoming. a poetry claiming its second beginning not only for art but the heart pulsating and feeding the entire body. This anthology is a successful fusion of unique, inimitable and polyphonic poetry, a well-organized improvisation with a solid and flexible structure.”

Dalia Staponkute

“The Second Genesis, a compendium of world poetry which is also a poetry of the world, suggests so much a new beginning as it does a recognition of the ongoing creation that continues to animate our collective existence. Our precarious era requires a global affirmation that we are all in this together. Poetry has always said as much, and here it says it again, in the idioms of our time.”
Paul Kane
**
“Visionary and international, The Second Genesis, introduced and edited by Anuraag Sharma, sparkles with poetry of insight, intelligence and feeling and is an indispensable reminder of our human aspirations and experience in the early 21st century. Poets from nearly sixty countries rub shoulders in this ambitious and wide-ranging collection, and their poems resonate and mingle in a multi-layered voice. It is the voice of our humanity.
In his Introduction, Dr. Sharma points to the invaluable importance of poetry in what he calls our destructive Lear era:
Beyond the Lear Century, across the 21st Century lies the island of Prospero and Ariel and Miranda and Ferdinand – the region of faith, hope and innocence, the land of virtue, and all forgiveness sans grievances, sans regrets, sans curses. The doleful shades lead to pastures new.
We must weigh our hopes. The Second Genesis is at hand….”
Diana Sampey
BJ Sep 2020
Are tumhe dekha aj to lga ye sab tumhe bta du.
Haq hai nhi mera koi phir b thoda haq jata du ..
Or kehdu tum behad khoobsurat **.
Ye jo tumne akhon ke kajal ko b palko ki had me dal rakha hai.
In aankhon ne jane kitna kehar sambhal rakha hai.
Kya chamak hai aankho me jaise ek choti si khush duniya ka sapna paal rakha hai.
Socha cheru thoda tumhe or thoda sata du.
Are tumhe dekha aj to lga ye sab tumhe bta du.
Haq hai nhi mera koi phir b thoda haq jata du ..
Or kehdu tum nazneen **.
Phir kuch tumhare galon k un khaddo ki gehrayi dekhi.
Na us se gehri koi khaayi dekhi.
Nazar htane wala tha k us muskan ne rok lia..
Muje aj sambhalne se pehle tere chehre nadan ne rok lia.
Jane tumhe ye sab kehna lagta hai khata kyu.
Are tumhe dekha aj to lga ye sab tumhe bta du.
Haq hai nhi mera koi phir b thoda haq jata du ..
Or kehdu tum dilnashi **.
Vo choti si kali bindi jo thik maathe k me kahi hai.
Vo b har shayar ko kheench rahi hai.
Jaise muje kehti ** idhar aao tumhe kano k jhumko ka pta du.
Are tumhe dekha aj to lga ye sab tumhe bta du.
Haq hai nhi mera koi phir b thoda haq jata du ..
Or kehdu tum dalkashi **.
Ye phir thode uljhe thode suljhe baal hai.
Inki to ada hi bemisal Hai
Tumhe tang karte hai.
Manmarji chalate hai jaise tujse jung karte hai.
Chere pe aate hai tum unhe phir peeche karti.
Kabhi clip se kabhi rubber se kheenche rakhti **.
Kabhi aaye chehre pe to shayad main b hta du.
Are tumhe dekha aj to lga ye sab tumhe bta du.
Haq hai nhi mera koi phir b thoda haq jata du ..
Or kehdu tum koi kehkasha **.
Or vo sone ki nath ko koi
kaise taal sakta hai.
Jise tumne apni teekhi si naak me daal rakha hai.
Or kuch batein in sab se pare hai.
Tera chutkan sa Gussa hai jane tu kaise handle kare hai.
Phir vo pyari si hasi vo sharm haya  vo bachpana vo nadaniya.
Samjhdari vo nasamjhi
Vo adayein vo shaitaniya.
Or sambko tumne brabar rakha hai.
Jane ye hisab kaise lagakar rakha hai.
Kya kehna hai kya sunna hai kya bolna hai kya btana.
Kab ruthna hai kab manana hai kab satana hai kab jatana hai.
Teri har ek choti moti khoobiyon ne dil me aatank macha rakha hu.
Jane tune kitne salo se khud ko ishq se bacha rakha hai.
Jane mujme kab se or kyu ye thode guroor k lakshan aaye hai
K tuje suna sabne hai samjh sirf hum paaye hai.
Tum jaisa or koi mere aas paas ni hai.
Phir kaise manliya jaye tum aam ladki ** tum me kuch  khas nahi hai.
Ha aj maine ek kadam apne beech ki sarhad se thoda bahar aaya.
Tumne apna hunar azmaya tha vo pic dalke use shayri bnake maine apna hunar aazmaya hai.
ye padhke tum socho k inam du is shayar ko ya koi saza du.
Are tumhe dekha aj to lga ye sab tumhe bta du.
Haq hai nhi mera koi phir b thoda haq jata du ..
Or kehdu tum afreen **.

Tum khoobsurat **.
Junoon Kanha
Ab pehle ki tarah
Abhi na hosh raha
Aur wajah bhi jeene ki jaise
Dheere dheere
khatam Hoti ja Rahi hai

Bewajah
ya
phir wajah

Daru

Pita hu nukkad nukkad me
Aur dhoondta hu ek theekana
Janha Noor Bhari
pyaar hi pyaar **
.

..
Aur na Milne par
Phir se
Sharaab e gulab
Me Nazar
Aur...
Sharaab Ko hi Humsafar ki tarah ghulta doobta ...ek yaad me
Chun Liya ** jaise...
Har waqt
Har lamha
Khyaal e khwaab me

Aur

chamakta Sitara
Ko tootte hue dekha
Toh phir ek mehfil
Aur
khyaal wohi puraane din ke
Aur
aaj bhi yaad karu
Toh Lage naye jaise taaza
gulaab e nasha ...
Aur Ishq Bhari woh aankhein

Kudrat ka karishma ** jaise

..

Aankh khuli
Par Raha toh mein bas ek sharaabi

Yaadein aur woh neele neele amber
Aur oska Chand ki taraf  dekhna
.


Aur
mein niharta ose
Chandni raaton me
Chand se bhi jaida khubsurat
Ose dekhta mein Haqeeqat me
...
...


...
Aur phir ek kaanch ki bottle tooti
mere haathon me
Khyaal aaya
Ki
Ab mein osse bahot dur ** Chuka hu
...bahot dur...


Aur Ishq jaise...
Najane aankhon me kaed
Aaskhq e beedi
Khud Ko jalata
aur
.
.

.
Kitni bhi koshish Karu
Par oska chehra Nazar aa hi jata
..

...
.
.
Shrivastva MK Mar 2018
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
Aabid Rumi Feb 2017
Koi ghilla na ab aur na koi shikayaat hogee
Ab jo mohobat tujsay hoge,wo bakamaal hoge...
Dekh liya hai jo  mizaaj hummnay teraa
Koi khata na ab aur na koi kammee hogeee

Humpay jo karam huva tha,aaj  samj aanay laga
Pehle  shayed tanha thay,aaj har taraf shor behnay laga
Huvi jo gustakhi ,andher khudkay jank naa sakhay
samma unki mohobat ka , Na janay khudpay kabsay chalnay laga....

shambal  raha tha jo dheery dheery,lo aaj bikharnay do zara
Kuch apni tasveer mai,rang merey b bharnay do zara
Koi inaam ** teray kabil ,rakhdu wo terey kadmou mai
Laikin tujsa naa kio aur na  tere jaisi koi hogee....
Ab jo Inayat tujpay hoge,wo lazawaal hogee..

khaaboon mai kho kr hum haqeeqat ko jaan naa sakhay
Sab tha pani he pani par hum kuch pebchaan naa sakhay
Zindagi ki mojoo pay sawaar hum bataktey rehai veeran-e-samandar mai
Muntazir mai sahil unka tha ,par hum kuch dekh naa sakhay..

Ilteja jo kabhi kee hee nhi,aaj jee bhar k faryaad karnay do zara
Dabay zakhmu ko andher he andher aaj samandar karnay do zara
Hai qabool ab sab tera,zindagi mai bas shamil hoga  
Rahai naa sansay mujmai sahee,Laikin  judaa naa Rumi say tu hogee

Ab jo ebadaat tujpay hogee,wo bemisaal hogee..

########penned by Aabid Rumi
AGAR KOI KAMI HOGI TOH BATA DENA MUJAY
MAI KHUD KO SAWAAR LOOGA BAS AAP K LIYE
Vineeta rai Dec 2018
Log Kehte hai jo pyar karta hai...
Wo hi gussa karte hai....
To kya gussa aur beizzat Karne Me...
Wo farak nahi janta hai....
Kisi ke liy pyar Me gussa karna jayas hai....
Par...par...
Kya ush pyar ke naam par ushe jalil karna ulta kehna Abuse karna bhi pyar me jayas hai...
Janab Agar ishe pyar kahte hai to dur hi raho aise pyar se...
Jo khusiyo ke jagah udaasi de...
Khusi ke jagah gum De...
Izzat ke bajae beizzat kare...
Aur last me galti accept krne ke bajae ush glti ko aisa naam de...
Pyar me dono partner ko imp. Dena jaruri hai...
Ek jhuke to ye nahi ki app hmesa ushpe ungli uthao ushe jhukao...
Jb tk wo jhuk rahi thik hai jis din wo ye sochne lagi ki hmesa wo kyu...
To kuch bhi kar loge wo laut ke nahi aaegi....
Waqt se pehle kadar Karna sikh lo..
Aksar hame jiski kadar nahi hoti wo kadar tumhe waqt dilata hai...
Aur tb tak bahut der ** jati hai...
Relationship ek dhage ke trah hota hai...Jada khichne par tut jata hai...ushe bacha ke rakho...hmesa samne wale ko jhukta mt dekho kv khud v jhuko relationship me bus ek nahi 2 log hote hai dono ka farz bnta hai....
Survived Mar 2019
kaash ki yeh itna aasan hota
ki tumse baat krne se pehle
itna sochna na hota

thoda puch lete hum tumhre baare mai
thoda bata bhi dete hum aapne dil ke halaat
thoda haas lete tumhre sath mai
thoda roo bhi lete tumhri yaad mai

bata dete tumhe wo sarri baaten
dikha dete tumhe wo sare alfaaz
suna dete tumhe dharkane aapni
sunn bhi lete tumhri madhor awaz

thodi der k liye hi tumme wapas kho jate
es aandheri duniya se kahi dur chle jate
tumhre sath kuch aur pal bhi bita lete
khud toh thoda sa pyaar bhi kr lete

Par kaash ki yeh itna aasan hota
tumse baat krne se pehle
itna sochna na hota.
Udit Vashishth Nov 2018
Wo afsaano ka banna yun hi tha.
Wo daastano ka bunna yun hi tha.
Yun hi tha wo intezaar ke lamhe ginna.
Aur shayad hamse pyaar karna bhi yun hi tha.

Wo dur rah kar bhi pass hone ka ehsaas hona yun hi tha.
Wo har raat aur har subah hamse baat karna yun hi tha.
Yun hi tha wo har naghme me doob jana.
Aur shayad un naghmo me ek dusre ko talaashna yun hi tha.

Wo alfaazon ka bayaan hone se pehle pura karna yun hi tha.
Wo har subah, shaam dhalne ka besabri se intezaar karna yun hi tha.
Yun hi tha wo has has kar baatein karna.
Aur shayad har raaz ko khulkar batana yun hi tha.

Kya tumhari awaz sunkar dil ka zor se dhadkna yun hi tha?
Kya armaano ka mehal banana yun hi tha?
Kya yun hi tha wo roothne ke baad wapis aa jaana?
Aur
Kya tumhare wapis aane ki ummed me jeena yun hi tha?
This is my first ever hindi poem...
I have never written a hindi poem before but sometimes you feel something that compels you to write in such a way.
HUSBAND
1-Sabhi ki soch se jyada sabhi ki ummid se jyada mohabbat karenge hum

2-Lakh mushkilo ke baad bhi hum hamesha aapke sath rahenge

3-Hum humesha khud se jyada aap pr bharosha karenge

4-Zindagi ki harek mod pr hum aapka hath nhi chhodenge

5-Chahe hum pe kitni bhi vipatti aa jaye harek buri nazar aur sankat ke bachayenge aapko

6-Hum es janam ke saare waadein esi janam me pura karenge

7-Aur aakhiri Hum aapko apni patni maankar nhi jeevan saathi maankar aapse kadam milakr chalenge…Hamesha aapke sath  ye hai humare saat wachan


WIFE
1) jitni shiddat se sacchi mohabbat aap humse karte hain usse bhi jyda hum aapse krenge

2) chahe zindagi kitni bhi karwatein le par har kadam par aap apni is jeevan saathi ko humesha apne sang khada payenge

3) Khud se jyada kya khuda se bhi badhkar aap par sabse jyada bharosa karte hain aur humesha karte rahenge..vishwaas ka paudha humesha khilkhilata rahega…

4) Zindagi ki har saans hum sirf aapke sang lena chahte …har janam sirf aapko hi milenge ..hum par humse jyada haqq hai aapka..hum humesha sirf aapke hi rahenge mere mahadev

5) Har muhkil ghadi mein har sukh dukh mein aap humesha apni ardhangini ko apne saath payenge…jeevan ke har pal mein har takleef ko aap tak pahuchne se pehle humse guzarna hoga …aapke liye tou khuda se tak lad jayenge..

6) dil se dil ka ye jo rishta hai humesha barkaraar rahega..har ehsaas behad khubsurat hai ..hum khushnaseeb hain ki humein aap mile…saaton janam kya ishwar se dua krenge ki aise anginat janam mile humein jismein hamari zindagi mein sirf aapka haqq ** …

7) saatwa aur aakhiri vachan ye sirf vaade nahi jo kr diye ..dil se shiidat se ise har janam mein nibhayenge…hum aapke aur aap humare
I love you dear husband. I love you soooooooo muchhhhhhh
Ve tu ta soch vi ni sakda,
Ki kinna pyaar kardi haa.

Mahiya mere jaan hai tu meri,
Mai sirf haa teri sirf teri.

Teri je na hoyi kade kisi di ni hona,
Tere bina assi el pal vi ni jiyona.

Tu hove jado mere naal hove bahaar,
Tere bin eho ji zindagi vi bekaar

Ankha kholla te tu samne hove,
Tere ch vasdeya mera khuda ve.

Tere naal meri rooh rang di,
Taitho mai tainu hi mangdi.

Chal assi ek sohni duniya vasaiye,
Tu hai meri taaqat mere mahiye.

Jiyona marna hai naal tere,
Teri dadhkan hai saddi saans sajna mere.

Mai rabb nu vekheya nahi aye,
Mere layi khuda tu hi ve.

Mai kinna tenu chauhni mai,
Eh baya mai kar sakdi nai.

Har saah te sajna naam tera,
Jado jud jave tere naal naam mera.

Zindagi da sab tou sohna din ve,
Mainu le jaye doli ch jaan meriye.

Hathha ch mehndi hove tere naam di,
Ghodi leke aaye le jawe sajni aapdi.

Paira ch jhanjhar chan chan chanakdi,
Laal jode ch dulhan ohdi pari lagdi.

Mere sohneya teri jaan tenu yaad kardi,
Meri ankhiyan sirf tehnu labhdi.

Supna banke mil jaunda hai raatan nu,
Ardaas kardi mai khush rawe har vele tu.

Mere hathhan di khushbu tere hathhan ch,
Ja milau os rabb ne sohne lekh injh.

Is zindagi ch jiyone jinne saah sajna,
Tere naal hi leni kardi sajda.

Seene naal laake har lenda har dukh,
Tere hisse ch karde rabb mere har sukh.

Har janam mai tere naam kar deya.
Saaha tou piyareya hai mera mahiya.

Rabb tou pehle tera zikar aunda ve,
Chand naal chandni raat naal taare.

Pta ni lageya tere naal dil laa baithhe,
Sacchiyan mohabbatan assi tere naal karde.

Preeta suchiyan ne,
Tenu har gal dasange.

Tere karke hi haa jiyondi,
Tenu hi har vele os rabb tou mangdi.

Rabb ne milaiya jodiya,
Tere naal hi hasdi teri mahiya.
Aabid Rumi Apr 2017
Dil mera hadh main nhi
Tumpay he toh behaknay laga
Ulja saa tha,issy say pehle
Tumsay millkay toh sawaarnay laga
Hosh say zaida, khaboon mai rehnay laga
Har lamha tuj he pay, guzaarnay laga

Maan bhi lo  - pehchaan  lo  -iss dil ko toh ab jaan lo
Tere he hissa  hoon mai - batka hoon koi kinara toh do

Le chali oo naazni, dil mera kahaan le chali
khumar yeh nhi  koi , bas mai  nhi hai dewaangi

shammo shubha tujpay he luttey rahai
dil ki arizoo nigahoon say kehtey rahai
rahoon mai sang tere hum chalnay laga
bewaja yun .khamakha muskuranay laga

sansu mai ab,tu rehnay lage
zindagi ab tummay he zingdagi kehnay lage

ikraar hai -izhaar hai -mujpay tere chahat sawaar hai
utarta nhi -sambhalta nhi -mujpay tera nasha lazawaal hai

le chali oo bereham, karaar mera kahaan le chali
bebasi yeh koi nhi,bas main hi  hai awaargi
                    
                    written by: Aabid Rumi
keep writting until u write something extraordinary
Duniya mein hazaaro rishtey banao lekin ek rishta aisa banao ki jab hazaaro aapke khilaaf ** toh wo ek humesha aapke saath **….

# koi aisa ** jo bin maangey itna pyaar de…itna pyaar de ki toota hua dil fir se kahe mujhe marna nahi jeena hai.

# zindagi mein ek aise shakkhs ka hona jaroori hai jo kehne se pehle hi sab samjh jaye.

# ruthne ki adayein bhi kya gajab hain mere yaar ki… gale lagakar kehte jao baat nahi karni mujhe tumse.

# zindagi mein ek aise shakkhs ka hona jaroori hai jisko kuch bhi batane ke liye lafzon ki jaroorat na padhe.

# bharosa ek aise insaan par karo jo tumhari teen baate pehchaan sake..
1. Muskurahat ke peeche dard
2. Gusse ke peeche pyaar
3. Chup rehne ki wajah

# wo shakkhs sabse jyada aapko pyaar karta hai jo aapko rota dekh khud ro pada ** . Jo aapke liye rota ** na usey kabhi mat chhorna kyunki naseeb walon ko hi aise chahne wale milte hain.
THANK YOU DEAR JI FOR BEING ONE OF MY KIND AND ALWAYS BEING THERE FOR ME…I LOVE YOU
Osi gehrayi me chala gaya...
Socha tha...na jana padega...
Waqt ne khuch na kaha...
Mein mann hi mann chalta gaya
Pagal awara...ek pehchan e bewafa
Yunhi yunhi bas yunhi yunhi
Dooba ek andheri si fariyaad me...
Hozefa Apr 2019
Meri paidaish k waqt woh khushi aur fikr ke mix emotions mein kho raha tha....
Mujhe janam to meri maa de rahi thi, par usse dekh inhe bhi dard ** raha tha.

Jab main bol nahi pata,tabse meri khawahisho ko pura karne ka zimma uthaya tha...
Kandhe pe bitha kar duniya dikhayi aur ungli pakad ke papa ne chalna sikhaya tha.

Bhale khud,hindi medium mein aathwi kaksha tak ki thi padhai....
Par paise jama kar kar, seher ki best English school mein meri admission thi karwayi.

Office mein over time kar ke, mere future ki planning mein paise bachate the.....
Khud eid pe purane kapde pehente, par humare liye naye kapde silwate the.

Par tab zindagi mein, papa ka balidan aur pyaar kaha samjh mein aana tha.....
Papa ko thank u, i love u baad mein keh denge abhi to sirf paisa kamana tha.

Phir ek raat dosto k sang, madhoshi humpe chahi thi.....
Par waha fikr k maare papa ko neend kaha aayi thi.

Papa ka phone aaya to number dekh pehle phone kaat diya.....
Jab wapas call aaya to   "kyun pareshan kar rahe **" keh kar papa ko daat diya.

Phir agli subah phone aaya to socha, papa ko baar baar phone karne k liye naa kahe....
Par samne se awaz aayi "yeh jiska phn hai, unhe raste pe dil ka dora aaya, aur woh abb nahi rahe"

Aaj raat hai par sulane wala nahi....
Dost aur party hai par phn kar haal puchne wala nahi.

Aaj kehne to bahut kuch hai, par koi sunne wala nahi...
Abb bol sakta hoon, phir bhi khawahisho ko pura karne wala nahi.

Jab keh sakta tha tab maine kaha nahi....
Aaj paisa to bohot hai, par thank u, i love u kehne ko papa nahi.
Pratyush Jul 2019
Khubsurat sa desh tha pehle hamara,
Khub tareef karta tha yeh zamana,
Baat thi kuch uss desh meh nirali,
Kyuki Charo aur thi bas hariyali,
Badal chuki hai mere desh ki laali,
Tut chuki hai bhaichare ki daali,
Apne de rahe hai ek doosre ko gaali,
Aaj koi saath nahi manata holi ya diwali,
Kaha gayi mere desh ki voh hariyali,
Bandha hua hai desh dhaago se kaali,
Kaat dena hai voh dhage hume saari,
Banate hai desh ko jaise ek madhur kawaali,
Vapas aayegi mere desh meh voh laali,
Tareef karegi hamare desh ki duniya saari,
Saath milkar raho mere desh vaasi,
Door rahehi bhedbhav ki voh saaya kaali.
Akta Agarwal Apr 2021
Mohobbat to ek masum sa ahesas h
Jo dil ko kb chu jaye pta hi nhi chalta
Mujhe to un bchcho ki nadaniyon S pehle hi nazar m mohobbat ** chali thi
Unke wo masum S nanhe nanhe S khwab
Unki masum baatein
Murjhaye chere ko khila deti hai
Unki ek pyaari si muskhurahat
Anshu bhare chere pe hasi laane ko khafi h
Kese bhala unki masumiyat dil ko na chuwe
Kese bhla pehle hi nazar m koe unke pyaar m na khoye
Unki masumiyat dil ko yu hi pigla deti h
Unki narazgi v hoton pe muskhurahat la deti h
Mohobbat to hoti hi massi si h
NESHABDH HAI YE JEEVAN , ISHEY SABH SE JULAJNA PADTA HAI..
NERDEHI HAI YE AANGAN , JO KALI KO PHOOL BANANE SE PEHLE KUCHALDETA HAI...
KUSHIYAA GIRJATI HAI AASU BANKE JAMEEN PAR .
BUS ! EK AKS REHJATA HAI MANN KE BANDH DARWAJEY PAR...
© Mrunalini D.Nimbalkar
A # tribute# to# female #infanticide ##speechless##nishabdh##
Pooja srivastava Aug 2020
Teen mahine pehle ek dastak hui,
603-604 asha appt mein hulchul hui,

Mein Corona hoon, sab mujhse darte hai...usne jataya..
Kuch darre hum, kuch sehme hum,
Phir usko bataya...
Saalo pehle BP aur Sugar aaye the,
Hum goli khaye, phir kheer pakori ka mazza uthaya...
Aur unko niptaaya....
Uff Caronao, humein daraona....

Kuch hum darre hai,
Ghar par baithe hai,
Sab jagah curfew hai,
Sadak par "few" hai,
Woh Corona Warriors hai...
Uff Coronao, humein daraona...

Kuch study ki, analysis kiya,
Immunity ko strong kiya,
Anlom-vilom par command kiya,
Saas aise powerful kiya,
Corona ne bhi social distancing kiya,
Uff Coronao, humein daraona....

Hummare pair mein bhi sanichar hai,
Ghar se nikalna humari fitrat hai,
Kuch na sahi corona hai,
Ussi ka discussion hai,
Uff coronao, humein daraona

Tum senior citizen na bano,
Youngster ki gali mein raho,
Hum party aur dinner ko tarse,
Tum pre-Corona bash manao,
Uff coronao, humein daraona

Maana badlaav mushkil hai,
Par safar toh karna hai,
Nokia namaskar se phone tak,
Soap se sanitizer tak,
College life se family life tak,
Ghoomne se ghar par thaherne tak,
Uff Corona, humein daraona...
This is for 2 brothers, both senior n retired, have diabetes, BP....n loves to venture out
Anshika Oct 2020
Sunn jara apne aap ki..
Kya kehta hai mann tujhe uss baat kii..
Suun jara apne aap ki..
Duniyaan toh sunati hee hai aur sunati hee rahegi.. Tu sabki sunn pr pehle sunn apne aap ki..
Jo tera mann hai wo tujhe bahut jagah le jayega kabhi yha toh kabhi waha na jane kaha -kaha bhatkayega....
Aur tu bhatak bhi jayegaa.. Par jo tu raaste par bhatak ke wapes apne manzil tak naa aaya toh tu hara hua kehlayega...
Aur chote -chote kadam aur baaton se tu isse tarah larkharayega par aakhir me chalna tujhe khud hee aajayega...

Issliye sunn mat kise kee baat kii.. Pehle sunn jara apne aap ki.
Harshit Nangia Apr 2020
Pehli baar jab tujhe dekha
To hairaan hi reh gaya
Ki khuda ne kuchh itna khubsurat bhi banaya tha ,
Ha, main toh bas dekhta hi reh gaya .

Tab tak zindagi bas kat rahi thi
Kabhi zindagi ke baare mein socha na tha,
Par uss din ek ek pal ,ek ek lamha
Kai saalo sa lag raha tha.

Vo teri do pal ki muskurahat
Mere liye saari zindagi ban gayi thi
Tune jo apna munh fera toh meri saanse Ruk gayi thi .

Kehte hain , ki pyaar usse kiya jaata hai jiski tum izzat kar sako ,
Jisne apne aap ko saabit kiya ** ,
Jo tumhari barabri ka ** .

Main uss waqt pehle number pe hua karta tha ,
Meri izzat aur rutba hua karta tha .
Uss waqt mauka tha fir bhi keh na paaya ,
Aaj keh raha hoon kyunki fir pata nahi mauka mile ya na mile.
This is my first poem in hindi ever written. This is about my first love . Please be kind .
Akta Agarwal Jun 2021
Sabke zindagi ki kuch aesi kahaniyaan hoti h jo logo s chupi hoti h
Jo bsh kuch anjaana sa hota h
Tik wese hi yh kahani h
Isha ki

Logo ka manna tha wo kathor dil wali amir ghamandi ladki h
Pr log kya jaane wo amir ** k v akeli h
Logo ko kya pta ki wo v bsh kuch waqt pehle khudh s mili h
Mohobbat tutne s jada dard apno k ruthne ya bharosha tutne pr hota h
Wo to ek maasum si thi
Ushe to pta hi nhi tha ki wo kabhi esh Isha s milegi jo ki kathor patthar ki trh sakt h
Pr jis waqt ushe fareb, dokha or bewafaae k dard ka ehesash hua
Uski sachchae s jo wo wakif hue to usne apni masumiyat ko khudh k saamne mrta paya
Usne uske dil ko gilli mitti s kathor patthar bnta paya
Usne apne bharoshe pe bharosha kr sb kuch tutta - bikhrta paya
Ush din apne ko hi nhi apno ko v khudh s dur jata paya
Or ush waqt khudh k maut pr khudh ko rota paya
Or fir bn k tayyar hue kathor patthar
Jisko puri trh smjhna aaj v aashan ** na paya
Angad Anaam Mar 2021
Language : Hindi (India)

Aadha hi jiyaa maine baaki maazi me kaat diya !!
Jispr sawan beete thhe wo darkhat hi maine kaat diya !!
Mai hi usse mnaata hu jab bhi koi jghdaa hota hai !!
Abke nahi mnaaya or kudrat ka likha kaat diya !!

Jiske liye uthaata thaa ussi pr uth gye haath mere !!
Zehen me jaise aaya ye us haath ki nabz ko kaat diya !!

Suna hai tumne khat ko mere sirf jlaana hota hai !!
So abke maine khat bheja or likhkr sbkuch kaat diya !!

Wo ro ro kar mnaa rahi thi Anaam wapas aane ko !!
Mai be-bas hota iss se pehle phone hi maine kaat diya !!
Maazi- Past
Haath Uthaana - Dua Maangna & Maarna
hum juda ** gaye
waqt se pehle
socha tha ki milenge
phir kabhi...
aur woh phir kabhi....
phir kabhi...me waqt se khafa ** gaye


ab mehkhane mehfil me
dhoondte bhulne ki dawa ko!!!

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