Diwali Poem, Diwali ke is tyohar ko
Raam prabhu jab van se aaye
Ayodhyavasi khusi manaye
Saji Ayodhya dulhan jaisi
Sabne ghar me diye jalaye.
Tab se mana raha har koi
Diwali ke is tyohar ko
Jeet huwi hai sach ki hardam
Sandesh hai ye sansaar ko
Thaal saje hain deepon se
Hathon me phulon ki mala
Deep se deep jale chaun orr
Door andhera huwa uzzla.
Rang birange balbon se hi
Saja huwa hai har ek aangan
Main nahi kahta kahte sare
Parav hai kitna ye manbhawan.
Amber me bhi chamke tare
Rocket jo aakash me jate
Wo bhi khud ko rok na pate
Dekhne ko wo zami pea ate.
Kitni sunder hai ye dharti
Par pradhushan ne kiya prahar
Deewali me jalte patakhe lakhon
Jo karte watavaran ko bekar.
Pran Karen is diwali par
Nahi chuvenge koi bom
Hamari dharti bachi rahe
Tute na insano ka dum.
Khao khub, khilao khub
Har insan ko gale lagayen
‘deep’ Mubarak deta sabko
Milkar ye tyohar manayen.
poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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poem by Caasder Fronds
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Tiriel
1
And Aged Tiriel. stood before the Gates of his beautiful palace
With Myratana. once the Queen of all the western plains
But now his eyes were darkned. & his wife fading in death
They stood before their once delightful palace. & thus the Voice
Of aged Tiriel. arose. that his sons might hear in their gates
Accursed race of Tiriel. behold your father
Come forth & look on her that bore you. come you accursed sons.
In my weak arms. I here have borne your dying mother
Come forth sons of the Curse come forth. see the death of Myratana
His sons ran from their gates. & saw their aged parents stand
And thus the eldest son of Tiriel raisd his mighty voice
Old man unworthy to be calld. the father of Tiriels race
For evry one of those thy wrinkles. each of those grey hairs
Are cruel as death. & as obdurate as the devouring pit
Why should thy sons care for thy curses thou accursed man
Were we not slaves till we rebeld. Who cares for Tiriels curse
His blessing was a cruel curse. His curse may be a blessing
He ceast the aged man raisd up his right hand to the heavens
His left supported Myratana shrinking in pangs of death
The orbs of his large eyes he opend. & thus his voice went forth
Serpents not sons. wreathing around the bones of Tiriel
Ye worms of death feasting upon your aged parents flesh
Listen & hear your mothers groans. No more accursed Sons
She bears. she groans not at the birth of Heuxos or Yuva
These are the groans of death ye serpents These are the groans of death
Nourishd with milk ye serpents. nourishd with mothers tears & cares
Look at my eyes blind as the orbless scull among the stones
Look at my bald head. Hark listen ye serpents listen
What Myratana. What my wife. O Soul O Spirit O fire
What Myratana. art thou dead. Look here ye serpents look
The serpents sprung from her own bowels have draind her dry as this[.]
Curse on your ruthless heads. for I will bury her even here
So saying he began to dig a grave with his aged hands
But Heuxos calld a son of Zazel. to dig their mother a grave
Old cruelty desist & let us dig a grave for thee
Thou hast refusd our charity thou hast refusd our food
Thou hast refusd our clothes our beds our houses for thy dwelling
Chusing to wander like a Son of Zazel in the rocks
Why dost thou curse. is not the curse now come upon your head
Was it not you enslavd the sons of Zazel. & they have cursd
And now you feel it. Dig a grave & let us bury our mother
There take the body. cursed sons. & may the heavens rain wrath
As thick as northern fogs. around your gates. to choke you up
That you may lie as now your mother lies. like dogs. cast out
The stink. of your dead carcases. annoying man & beast
Till your white bones are bleachd with age for a memorial.
No your remembrance shall perish. for when your carcases
Lie stinking on the earth. the buriers shall arise from the east
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poem by William Blake (1789)
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Urdu Ghazal
Jo eik bojh tha dil par use utaar aaye,
Khushi mili to use hum kahin guzaar aaye,
Hamaare gham ne hamein is tarah nikhar diya,
Ki jaise ose koi phool ko nikhar aaye,
Abhi bhi hook si uthti hai dil ki sarhad par,
Abhi bhi sail woh ashkon ka bar-bar aaye,
Hamari jeet se kitno ko mil gayee himmat,
Hamari haar se unko na ab qaraar aaye,
Khud apni aag mein jal kar woh ban gaya kundan,
Swaad-e-zeest mein gham se jo hamkanaar aaye,
Ghamo ki dhoop khili hai hamare maathe par,
Khuda kare ki ye mausam bhi saazgar aaye,
Mere qaraar ko bulbul koi gulistan se,
Kaho ki chchod ke ab mausam-e-bahaar aaye,
Akheer raat hai 'Akmal' ki badnaseebi ki,
Koi sukoon pe uske na aaj baar aaye.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Awareness poem in Hindi by Deepak kumar deep
Sadiyon se khamosh ye dharti
Pata dhoondh rahi hai insanon ka
Kash! Kahin koi mil jaye
Kya shahar hai ye veerano ka?
Dhadhak rahen hai dil par hoth hain band
Iltaza hai kuch kahne ki
Par! sari nakam koshish
Mai chala gaya tha mudon ke shahar me
The naam wahan gude huwe sunhare patthron par
Wo bebas the, chilla rahe the,
Ro rahe the apni lachari par
Zuban na thepaas unke, kuch kahne ko
Kyonki wo bebas the lachar the……
Jane laga jab wahan se main
Pukar rahi thi wo sari lashen mughe
Chilla chilla kar kar kah rahi thi-
Mat banna aise, jaise the mere karm
Yaad kar un baton ko, aati mughe abs harm
Banna tha jab narm mughe, huwa main narm
Andhvishwashon me ghira tha mera apna dharm….
Jao jakar bata do unko
Meri tarah hi unka hoga haal
Maine ta umernahi ki bhakti, sirf kiya dikhawa
Jo bana aaj ka sawal
Maine apna waqut gawaya, duniyawi such ko pane me
Shareer ko sajane me,
Imarte banana me,
Danga fasad karne karane me
Par zara bhi na diya dhyan
Manav jeevan sawarne me.
Murakhta aur pagalpan ki bhi had hoti hai
Maine samay ke satguru ko nahi pahchana
Sirf libas dekha, shaklon par dhokha khakar
Har yug me maine mara taana.
Main bhi kitna badnaseeb tha
Manjeel mere karib tha
Phir bhi daud raha tha paglon ki tarah
Wo waqut bhi kaisa ajeeb tha.
Khair! Min to apne kiye ki bhugat raha hoon
Par jao jakar kahna un ghamandi, ahankari, papai,
durachari, anachari, Vyabhichari, atyachari logon se
Kyon kar raha hai apne aap se gaddaari.
Kar le apne aapki pahchan
Kaun hai tu? Kya hai tera asthan?
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poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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Maa
Meri maa bhi sab maaon jaisi hai
Zindgi ki tap ti dhoop mai thandi chhaon jaisi hai
bin maange jo aarzoo ho puri
mere dil se jo nikli,
unn duaaon jaisi hai
jab jab hua mann pareshan
zindgi mai..
Ujde registaan mai thandi ghataaon jaisi hai..
Nahi alfaaz jinse karu tareef apni Maa ki
khaak sa banda hu..
Mai kya bataau kaisi hai?
Khuda rakhe salaamat usko, jab tak na ho kayamat.
Farishton jaisi hai..
Wo sab acchi maaon jaisi hai.....
poem by Smriti Sharma
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Gazal Badi Ajeeb hai ye Zindagi in hindi by deepak kumar deep
Badi ajeeb hai ye zindagi,
khushi ek pal ke liye
dukh verson baras ke liye
koi sukh chahta hai is jeevan me
to usse dukhon ki bhari bori hi mil jati hai
jahan foolon ke milne ki aaasha hai
wahan katon ki sej bich jati hai
Badi ajeeb hai ye zindagi.....................
Kuch satya kuch ghooth
Kabhi aasha kabhi nirasha
kabhi sawpno ko pane ki lalasa
inhi me ulagh kar rah gayi hai zindagi
Badi ajeeb hai hai ye zindagi................
Kabhi jati kabhi varn
Kabhi bhasha kabhi dharm
viwadoke ghere me hai aaj ki sanskriti
kaise kahen, kya yahi hai zindagi?
badi ajeeb hai ye zindagi...........
Pyar doge pyar milega
satkar doge samman milega
mehanat se har chij hai sambhav
kam se chori hai dukh ka anubhav
ham jaisa hain sochte nahi hai aisi zindagi?
fier bhi log kahte hain,
badi ajeeb hai ye zindagi.............
Manav jeevan ek baar hai mita
nahi milta hai barambar
har manav se pyar karen
nafrat ko de dutkar
Krodha chod dhairya apnayen
paap chod punya kamayen
ye dharti hai dharam ki
jitni marji fasal ugayen
Ek baar yatan kar dekhen-
Hai khusnasheeb ye zindagi
nahi hai ajeeb ye zindagifir bhi log kahte hai,
badi ajeeb hai ye zindagi.........
poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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New Year Poem- Saal Naya Ho Deepak Kumar Deep
Is duniyan ki reet purani
baad subah ke hoti shaam
rang birangi is duniyan ka
hona ek din kam tamam.
Suraj chanda sabhi hain badle
badle dharti aur aasman
Jisam hain badle rab na badla
issi ko kahte hain bhagwan.
Prabhu amar aur avinashi
Iska kabhi bhi nash na hota
Issi se raushan duniyan sari
Bin iske prakash na hota.
karwat li hai waqut ne jab jab
Satyug, treta dwapar aaya
har yug me ye rup badlta
jaisa jab bhi samay hai aaya.
ho laddu kitna bhi tedda
par hum aam usse na kahte hain
jab raam ek hai is duniya ka
fir bhram me hum kyon rahte hain.
Apne bhi badal hain jaate
jab saya dukh ka aata hai
nirasha, dukh, takleef me
bas ye hi sath nibhata hai.
failao daman issi ke aage
sab issi ke mang ke khate hain
par murakh aur agyani log
kha ke iska isko aankh dikhte hain.
satguru pura rab dikhlata
har yug me ye aata hai
aaj bhi aaya ban hardev
aur gyan uzzala failata hai.
Aao satguru ke charnon me
ye hi rab dikhlayega
bhed tughe jo raam khuda me
uska bharam mitayega.
saal naya ho sabkikhatir
uzzawal aur mangalkari
bhukh garibi na ho kahi pe
deep, sukhi ho duniya sari.
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Afrikaans: Sterregordels, Stilsonjare, Tydsbroekspypdinge, Haarsliert
Sterregordels
Cosmology in Afrikaans is an ode to joy, the
terms form sing-song strings with delightful
sounds “ewigbewegende elektron”
continuously spinning electron
“elektron in die hart van die atoomkorrel”
electron in the centre of the atom particle
- what a song!
“Triljoene Melkwegstelsels waaromheen ons
Melkweg elke tweehonderdmiljoenjaar
wentel – ‘n mallemeule van sterregordels…”
“Dobberende patrone, mesone en elektrone,
'n konfigurasie van konvekse novae”…
- these terms are singing to me!
A merry-go-round of star systems
Quotes from Adriaan Snyman “Die Messias Kode” (The Messiah Code) pp.9,10
Bombardement Van Frekwensies (English Explanation)
Waarmee sal ek hierdie leë oomblikke,
ankerloos, betekenisloos; aan die ewigheid
vasmaak - die gevoelsruimte in my hart
Is leeg, alle gevoel en denke het gesamentlik
in die donker duisternis van my brein ingeval
‘n laserbrein wat die hologramwêreld
Self moet konsituteer uit ‘n bombardement
van betekenislose frekwensies – maar
vandag is die ligstraalfokus uit
My pendulumgedagtes swaai ongefokus rond
die opgerolde, ingevoude ses-en-twintig of
meer dimensies van die virtuele werklikheid
Wil nie vir my oopgaan nie…
All thought and feeling fell into the black hole in my brain and the twenty-six or more rolled-up frequencies of reality does not want to open for me today…
Geloof In Liefde - Faith In Love
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poem by Margaret Alice
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Ajnabee Mera Mann
Iss ajnabee se mann ka
Hum kya kare?
Koi sandook do,
Tala laga,
Chaabi samandar ko sonp aaye.
Ya phir,
Sandook hi ko
Samandar me pheek aaye.
Iss ajnabee se mann ka
Hum kya kare?
Koi khoota ho,
Baedi phasa,
Bandh ke rakhe,
Ya phir,
Khoote ke hi supurd
Mann aur baedi kar aaye.
Par…
Kya kare…
Mann hai,
Dhadkan mei basta hai,
Seene me rahta hai
Aur vahi se,
Sara shor karta hai.
Jakhmi hai,
Darun vilap karta hai,
Kabhi beraham,
Aatahas karta hai,
Lakh samjzhaye
Nahi samajhta,
Kabhi bina kahe hi
Maan jata hai.
Kabhi bahti nadiya se bhi
Pyaasa lout aata hai,
To kabhi,
Bul bule par
aapni shristi loota aata hai.
Koi kahe,
Koi toh kahe….
Iss ajnabee se mann ka
Hum kya kare? -anjali
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Saza De Do
Jo khata hum ne ki
Tum mujhe chalo
Koi saja de do
Ya
Jee saku phir se
Koi mujhe vajah de do.
Na to jeete hai, na marte hai
Tum mere marj ki
Koi dava de do
YaTo
oodh lete hai kafan
Koi aase dua de do.
Sas lete hai to
Aah nikalti hai
Rokte hai to
Jaan nikalti hai
Saso ke is anban ki
Koi sulah kara do
Ya to
Sase hi na rahe
Koi jaadoo chala do
Sarpat bhagi jaati hai jindagi
Dil ke dhadkanoo se
Thoda susta loo
Koi Kinara de do
YaTo
Thahar jaye tere he dar par
Thoda sahara de do.
Thak gaye hai
Deewaro par dastak de de kar
Ek darwaja tum tak khule
Koi rasta bata do
Ya to
deeware he na rahe
Thodi takat laga do.
Jo khata hum ne ki
Tum mujhe chalo
Koi saja de do.
-anjali
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Halke Halke se
Ye hume halke halke se
Kya hone laga hai?
Kora kagaz humara
Rangoo se bharne laga hai,
Ya humari nazre hi rangeen ho chali hai?
Hum badal rahe hai,
Ya aaina badal gaya hai,
Kuch din huai
Bada raas aane laga hai.
Dekhte hai, nayano me
Kajal khoob bhane laga hai,
Ye humare nayan badal gaye hai
Ya phir kajal hi badal chala hai.
Tum sang,
Choori ke chand lamho mei
Jee lete hai aapni,
Aarso ki jindagi,
Ye lamhe jindagi ban chale hai,
Ya jindagi lamho mei simat chalee hai.
Tum me hum me hai janmoo ka phasla
Tum parayee,
Hum ek doosri duniya me base basayee.
Ye kya hone laga hai?
Janmoo ka phasla kam ho raha hai,
Ya, tamam janm ise janam me mil gaya hai.
Tum parayee hokar bhi,
Aapne se lag rahe ho.
Ye parayee aapne ho gaye hai,
Ya hum khud se parayee ho chale hai.
Ye hume halke halke se
Kya hoone laga hai…..?
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Namankaran
Gumnam se is rishtey ka
Koi nam rakha jaye
Ho kar bhi jo hai nahi
Is aahsase khas ko
Koi takht diya jaye.
Nadiyo ke milne ko
Kahte hai sangam
Sapno ke Milan ko Bhi
koi nam diya jaye.
Ho kar bhi jo hai nahi
Is aahsase khas ko
Koi takht diya jaye.
Khuli aakho se dekhe
To kahlaye vastav
Bandh aakho se dekhe
To kahlaye khabb
Khuli aakho se dekhe
Khabbo ka bhi
Koi nam diya jaaye
Ho kar bhi jo hai nahi
Is aahsase khas ko
Koi takht diya jaye.
Kuch gaam aakho ko rulaye
Kuch dil ko dahlaye
Kuch rooho ko hilaye
Jo gam dukhakar bhi bhaye
Un gamo ka aalag kuch
Koi nam rakha jaye
Ho kar bhi jo hai nahi
Is aahsase khas ko
Koi takht diya jaye.
Tan ke Milan
Aur man ke Milan
Ke to hai laakho nam
Rooho ke Milan ka bhi chalo
Koi nam rakha jaye
Ho kar bhi jo hai nahi
Is aahsase khas ko
Koi takht diya jaye.
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Hindi Poem- Mera Sapna
Ek Sapne Ke Piche Bhaag Rahi Hu Main,
Na Jane Yeh Sach Hoga Bhi Ya Nahi,
Phir Bhi Umeed Ka Man Me Deep Jalaye,
Chali Ja Rahi Hu Main,
Ek Sapne Ke Piche.......................
Mera Yeh Sapna Sirf Sapna Nahi,
Meri Khwaish Hai Yeh, Hai Yeh Meri Tamanna,
Ya To Banega Mere Jivan Ka Sach,
Ya Rahegi Sirf Ek Kalpana,
Is Sapne Ko Na Jane Kitne Dino Se,
In Ankho Me Paal Rahi Hu Main,
Ek Sapne Ke Piche............................
Andheri Rat Dekhi Hain Maine,
To Ujale Savere Ko Bhi Dekha Hain,
Jalte Diye Se Faili Roshni Dekhi Hain,
To Uske Tale Chipe Andhere Ko Bhi Dekha Hain,
Usi Roshni Ki Ek Kiran Ke Liye,
Andhero Mein Bhi Jaag Rahi Hu Main,
Ek Sapne Ke Piche........................
Sapna Kya Hain,
Jo Chahu Use Pal Mein Hi Pa Lena,
Sari Duniya Ko In Hatheliyo Mein Bhar Lena,
Yakeen Hain Mujhe,
Apni Lagan Se Ise Zarur Sach Kar Dikhaungi,
Par Dar Hai,
Ki Is Matlabi Duniya Mein Na Kho Jau Kahin,
In Logo Ka Shikar Na Ho Jau Kahin,
In Jaisi Hi Na Ban Jau Kahin..................
In Jaisi Hi Na Ban Jau Kahin..................
poem by Apurva Jain
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Woh Sawan Tha, Yeh bhadon Hai. [ Poem in Hindi]
Woh sawan tha jo beet gaya
Tab paydon par jhuley jholti thi
Allhad masst jawani
Ik pal barasta tha paani
Dujey pal dhoop nikalti thi
Ik pal hum mil kar hanstey thay
Dujey pal virha mein jaltey thay
Woh sawan tha jo beet gaya.
Yeh bhadon hai
Iss ki vyatha main kis se kahoon
Na tum ho priyey
Na koi humdum
Ab jab bhi barkha hoti hai
Toa bas barkha hi hoti hai
Umeed ab tere aane ki
Iss pal kabhi sehlati nahien
Be- bass yeh jeevan lagta hai
Vyarth yeh duniya lagti hai
Yeh bhadon hai
Iss ki vyatha main kis se kahon
Yaadon ke athah samunder main
Jab lehren hilorey layti hain
Aakash main badal garajte jab
Mann par bijli si girti hai
Aur pass nahien tum hoti jab
Nainon se paani barasta hai
Ab jab bhi barkha hoti hai
Toa bas barkha hi hoti hai. [1973]
poem by Om Chawla
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Desh ki khatir
Bhadta hi ja raha hai Karwan
Aazadi ke Deewano ka
Kya khoob nazara hai
Shamma ke Parwano ka
Ched diya hai jung dusra
Bhrashtachar ki khatir
Nahi chodna hai unko
Ho chahe jitney bhi Shatir
Kin Shabdon me tariff karun
desh hamara bada kimti
Isko hame nahi hai khona
meri yahi hai tumse Vinti
Jaago zara neend se apne
Desh ko har haal me bachana hai
Hamari khatir lad rahe jo
Hame unka sath nibhana hai
Sone ki chidiyon wala desh
Aaj mahangai ke hanthon mar raha
Corruption bhi badha hai itna
Sab kuch hi khona pad raha
Lokpal bill ko lana hai
Bhrashtachar mitana hai
Sabhi ko rojgar dilakar
Berozgari ko hatana hai.
Gar Khatam huwa bhrashtachar
Khushiyan aayengi besumar
Jhel rahe jo mahangai ki maar
“Deep” sawarega ghar sansar.
Poet
Deepak Kumar 'deep'
16-09-2011
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New Year Poem in Hindi by Deepak Kumar Deep
Aman chain ki pawan chale aur
Dharti par khushihali aaye
Khila rahe yun har ek gulshan
Kali koi na murjha paye.
Shans len saken sabhi chain ki
Gamon ke badal na mandrayen
abhishap bane na karm hamara
Chhod paap ko punya kamayen.
milkar rahenge hum sab sare
pal! chahe jaisa bhi aaye
Ghreena vair aur Nafrat taj ke
Hriday me bhi prem basayen.
Sath na jana kuch bhi yaron
Mahal ho jitna aalishan
sada raha na koi yahan par
rank ho chahe ya sultan.
Maut to hai ek kadwi goli
jo sabhi ko khani padti hai
lagta suna sara jahan fir
kyon vyarth me jhagda karti hai.
apne ban jate hain begane
Jinhe bhi apna kahte hain
bhul ke gum wo maut ka tere
giddha, bhangdha karte hain.
naye saal me nayi umang ho
na tangdily badhaali aaye
Bhare rahen bhandare sabke
Sabhi diwali eid manayen.
Na ho koi aatanki hamla
apne hon ya hon begane
chaman na uzade kisi ke ghar ka
gayen khushi ke sabhi tarane.
Tajke dooree dilon se apne
manavta ka farz nibhayen.
'deep'bhulakar bhed bhav ko
Sabhi ko apne gale lagayen.
HAPPY NEW YEAR-2012
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Phagoon Ki Raasta Khoi Hawa
Kya dhoondhte hai?
Kyoun dhoondhte hai?
Kise dhoondhte hai?
Sara jahan hai..
Kabi mutthi me,
To kabhi
Kadmo tale,
Phir bhi jaane kya chahte hai?
Na jaane kis ki khoj me rehta hai,
dil bechara.
Kyon aasthir hai?
Itna asantust,
Itna vyakul ye mann mera?
Peeneko toh puri dariya hai
Na jaane phir kyoun lout aate hai
Pyase he kinare se
Lekar koi naam anjana.
Kyoun nahi chal paate hai
Un raasto par
Jis par chalta hai jag sara?
Na jaane kyoun bhatakte phirte hai
Pagdandi, pagdandi
Jangal, khalihan sara?
Shayad phagoon ki
Rasta khoyee hawa hain,
Kabhi ek tinke se jala dete hai
tamam umar ki kamaiee,
Kabhi usi tinke koi bana lete hai
Doobte ki parchyee.
Kya dhoondhte hai?
Kyoun dhoondhte hai?
Kise dhoondhte hai?
poem by Anjali Kakati
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June
'Glemt er nu Vaarens Kamp og Vinter-Sorgen,
Til Glæde sig forvandler hvert et Suk.
Skjøn som en Brud, den anden Bryllups-Morgen,
Ei længer Barn, og dog saa ung og smuk,
Den skjønne Junimaaned til os kommer;
Det er Skærsommer! -
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De høie Popler hæve sig saa slanke,
I Hyldetræet qviddrer Fuglen smukt.
Paa Gjærdet groer den grønne Humle-Ranke,
Og Æble-Blomstret former sig til Frugt.
Den varme Sommerluft fra Skyen strømmer,
Sødt Hjertet drømmer!
Paa Engen slaae de Græs; hør, Leen klinger.
Paa Himlen smukke Sommerskyer staae.
Og Kløvermarken Røgelse os svinger,
Mens høit i Choret alle Lærker slaae.
- Med Vandringsstav hist Ungersvenden kommer
Hjem i Skærsommer.
Ungersvenden.
Alt jeg Kirketaarnet øiner,
Spiret kneiser stolt derpaa.
Og hvor Marken hist sig høiner,
End de fire Pile staae.
Her er Skoven. Store Rødder
Før af Træerne der laae.
Her, som Dreng, jeg plukked' Nødder,
Og trak Jordbær paa et Straa!
- Barndoms Minder mig besjæle!
Jeg vil flyve, jeg vil dvæle!
Grønne Skov, min Barndoms Ven,
Kan Du kjende mig igjen?
Grønne Hæk, du brune Stamme,
Jeg, som før, er end den samme,
Har vel seet og hørt lidt meer,
Ellers Du den Samme seer! -
Her er Pladsen end med Vedet,
Godt jeg kjender Parken der!
Her er Stenten tæt ved Ledet,
Gud, hvor lille den dog er!
Alt jeg kjender her saa godt,
Men det er saa nært, saa smaat -
Det var stort, da jeg var liden,
Jeg er bleven større siden! -
- Lille Fugl paa grønne Qvist,
Saae Du mig derude hist,
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poem by Hans Christian Andersen
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Dil Ka Khalipan! ! ! !
Na ujjalo me jalta hai
Na aandhero se bharta hai
Dil ka khalipan
Na jaane kya chahta hai..
Jal mei bhi pyasa hai
Poora hokar bhi aadhoora hai..
Ye begana aakhir kya chahta hai..
Ghar ki chat ke neeche hokar
Bhi hai beghar..
Manzil pakar bhi bemanzil..
Aakhir banzara yeh mann,
Kyun galiyon me bhatakta hai..
Bhara bhara sa har waqt,
Phir bhi hai khali..
Jhake har manzar manzar
Gali gali..
Aakhir ye mann kya dhoondhta hai?
Kyun har lamha hai
Raste me nazaree gadhaye..
Kiske intezar mei
Palke beechayee?
Dil ka khalipan
Aakhir kya chahta hai?
Na ujjalo me jalta hai
Na aandhero se bharta hai
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Maa
Maa to meri jaan hai.
dundle andhere me bhi vo, meri pehchan hai
Sehti rahi jo hr pal,
Marti rahi har pal jiske liye vo,
Kuch or nahi bs vo meri muskaan hai,
Har gaya har lamha jiske samne,
Jhuk gaya har dard jiske samne
Vo koi or nahi meri maa mera bhagwan hai.muskurati rahi har dard me vo tumhe hsane k liye,
khud jalti hai vo har pal, sirf tumhe roshni dikhane k liye, rehti hai andhero me tumhe chand dikhane k liye,
Aaj bhi intzaar krti hai vo tumhe chamkta dekhne k liye,
Tadapti hai vo bs ek bar tumhe seene se lagane k liye.
Dedo use itni khushi ki gham bhi na use chu paye is zamane me...
Bna do uske har aasun ko moti,
Chamka to uski zindagi kuch is kadar,
Ki heera bhi feeka parh jaye is zamane me,
Bs ye hi jaan lo, maa hi sabkuch hai,
Har zamane me...
poem by Neha Poemlover
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