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Nidhi Jaiswal Nov 2020
Bas hame malum naa tha
kisi ke sath pane ki
khawahish bhi na thi
kisi se bicharne ka gam v nahi tha
To kya tha jo tha
bas hame malum naa tha.

Jane anjane me hua tha hame v kuch kabhi
The bekhabar hm bhi
Khudse hii khabar the

Til Til se sanjoya tha khaboo ka v mahal kabhi hhmne
Tut gaye sare khawb par til v na dikhi

Khawbo ki atishbaji dil me iss qudar ** rhi thi
Jaise khuli aashaman me tare nazae aane lage the

Uss hasin shaam ko main
Dulhan ki tarah saji uss saksh e oo aam ka main
Talab e intazar kar rhi thi
Par wo nahi aaya
Wo pal tham si gyi
Meri sanse ruk hii gye
Mano
Bin mausam ki bijliya barasne lage
Aachank tufan sa utne laga
Mere dil ke har kone me
Brishsh v hui khuli ragistan m
yado ka silsila mitne laga
kuch is quadar jaise
Reet pani me tairne lagi
Bas hame malum naa tha.

This poem is based on reality of life when you truly loves to someone but  still they don't understand your feelings. Than we feel  life is just stopped. But we should move on.
Thanks for reading
LLZ Oct 2020
Na kabhi mere naam se bulaya usne,
Na kabhi mujhpe buri naraj uthaya usne.
Ha ,tha vo kabhi anjaan mere liye,
Lekin ab vo h dosti ki pehcaan mere liye.
Kuch khaas hu ,uske liye Mei
Ye baar baar doharata tha,
Aapne unkahe jasbato ko ,
Yuhi baato baato Mei keh jata tha vo.
Phele tum mujhe mere parchayi see lagte the,
Jisme koi chamak nahi thi ,
Lekin humesha mere pass the tum.
Ab vo Chand se lagte **
Jisme chamak toh bahut h ,
Lekin mujhse utne hi dur bhi lagte **!
Distance is the reason behind breaking of any relationship
BeeVaishnavi Mar 2022
Yahan mujhe koi kaam nahi,
Subha na utne par koi daat bi nahi,
Phone dekh ne par koi rukaawat nahi,
Khana khane mein koi sharing nahi,
Par phir bhi ghar ki bohot yaad aati hai,
Kyuki yaha koi pyaar karne waala hi nahi,
Daat kar phir pyar se gale lagane wala hi nahi,
Hak jataane wala nahi, ladai karne waala nahi,
Ye toh mera ghar hi nahi......
Missing my home very badly...
Àŧùl Jan 3
1, 2, 3, 4!
School mein hain bacche jitne,
Maangte hain paise utne!
Kya bataaun hain ye kitne,
Books hi books hain yahaan-wahaan!

Ghar mein bacche baste hain,
Sabko bacche janchte hain.
Baithe zidd ye pakad ke,
Khiloune jab maange.
Khiloune hain ye maangte!

Oh!

Kharcheele kharcheele!
Bacche hain kharcheele!
Cheeni ki hain raatein!
Daant inke dheele!

Duniya bacchon ka ghar hai,
Chehra sabka jaise pyaara hai.
Baithe zidd pakad ke,
Khiloune jab maange.
Khiloune hain ye maangte!

Oh!

Kharcheele kharcheele!
Bacche hain kharcheele!
Cheeni ki hain raatein!
Daant inke dheele!
Kharcheele kharcheele!
Bacche hain kharcheele!
Cheeni ki hain raatein!
Daant inke dheele!

Here's the translation:

1, 2, 3, 4!
There are kids in school as many,
They demand money as much!
What can I say, they're so many,
Books are everywhere, here and there!

Kids are at home, all around,
Everyone's checking on the kids.
Sitting stubbornly, they demand,
Toys when they want them.
They want toys!

Oh, what expenses!
Kids are so expensive!
Nights are like sugar,
Their teeth are so weak!

The world is a home for kids,
Every face is lovable.
Sitting stubbornly, they demand,
Toys when they want them.
They want toys!

Oh, what expenses!
Kids are so expensive!
Nights are like sugar,
Their teeth are so weak!
A Rock On!! Parody of the song Zehreelay Zehreelay.

My HP Poem #2036
©Atul Kaushal

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