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Mann Toh Mann Hai

Mann to mann hai
Ek sawachand panchi
Kaun use kisi bandhan
me bandh paya hai.

Lakh talo me rah kar bhi
uuse kon bandi bana paya hai.
Dekho to uuadan uski
Chand lamho mei
Vo to kitne brahmand
Bhraman kar aaya hai.

Mann to mann hai
Ek sawachand panchi
Kaun use kisi bandhan
me bandh paya hai.

Tan ko to bandh liya
kadiyo se.
Kabhi diwaroo mein
Kabhi dooriyo mein
Mann ke aashwo ki
Doowd kaun, kaha,
rok paya hai

Mann to mann hai
Ek sawachand panchi
Kaun use kisi bandhan
me bandh paya hai.

mann doodaye
mann hasaye
mann roolaye
mann ki mahima
kya kabhi kooie jaan paya hai.

Mann to mann hai
Ek sawachand panchi
Kaun use kisi bandhan
me bandh paya hai

mann chanchal hai,
jharno sa
baadlo mein chamakti bijjliyo sa.
mann paavan hai
pooja mein chadhe puspo sa.
mann pischash hai
khoon mooh lage narbhakshi sa.

par phir,

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poem by Anjali Kakati
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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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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.

poem by Anjali Kakati
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Parichay

Poochu kisse parichay aapna
Mei khud se aanjaan
Barso se parkha hai khud ko
Baanker ke vidwan.
Har baras
dar baras
Badle hai pehchan mere
Herat mei hai jaan.

Har pal badalta
Ek ek pal mei machalta
Kabhi dhalta, kabhi nikharta
Paraspar badalta
Mera aastitwa
meri pehchan

kabhi dhoondha hai
kisi ki aakho ke pratibimb mei
to
kabhi paya hai
kisi ki ajnabi se muskan mei.

Mei ek
aur mujhme
na jane
kitne anek.
Ek ko jaanu to
Dooja ho jaye
Pal hi mei mehman.

Sthirta ki moorat mei
Kan kan aasthirta se bhara
Meri shinakt.
Poochu kisse parichay aapna
Mei khud se aanjaan
-anjali

poem by Anjali Kakati
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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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Kyon?

Kabhi hum aapko dhundhte hai.
Kabhi aap humko dhundhte ho.
Bheed me jamane ki
Khoye hai,
Shayad dono kahi.
Ya bandhe huai hai,
Baediyoo se,
Khud ko yo hi.
Phir bhi
Dhundhte hai
Nain aapko
Nirantar
Yo hi.

Kuch hai jo joode rakhta hai
Humko,
Samay ki parato ke pare.
Kuch hai jo bandhe rakhta hai
Aap ke mann se mujhe.
Tamam swachand hone ki
Koshishso se pare.

Hum bhid me kho kar dekh liye.
Bhag kar samay se pehle nikalne
Ki koshish kar liye.
Chip kar tammam pardo ke
Peeche ho liye.
Auur har baar
Khud ko,
Aapko dekhte paya humne.
Har baar
Paya aapko bhi
Yo hi
Khojte huai.
Bheed ko pyyasi aakho se takte huai.
Phir dekh kar humko
Oot me chipte huai.

Kis se chip rahe hai?
Khud se,
kab tak yo hi chipte phirengee?
Dard ke selab me
Yo hi doobte rahenge?

mana,
Ye galat hai,
Aapka mera yo
Benam rishton me joodna.
Ye galat hai,
Beboonyaad se dhadhkano ko

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poem by Anjali Kakati
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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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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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Tham Lo

Tham lo
Vakth ko,
Tumse
Kuch aaur bhi kahna hai.
Vakth ki raftar me
Sahme, simte se
Kuch labz,
Jo hotho pe rah gaye
Dabe dabe se
Unko bhi chahakna hai
Tham lo
Vakth ko

Rok lo
Raho ko
Tum sang
Kuch aaur duur tak jana hai
Rishto ki anban me
Jhllaye, uljhaye se
Kuch kadam
Uuthe hi nahi jo kabhi
Ruke ruke se
Unko bhi thoda chalna hai
Rok lo
Raho ko

Bandh lo
Sanso ko
Kuch dhadkano ko tumhari
Abb bhi jan na hai
Soch ki takrar se
Ghabraye, bahkaye se
Kuch pal
Tham se gaye jo
Unko bhi dhadkna hai
Bandh lo
Sanso ko

Tok do
Palko ko
Tumhari najro me
Abb bhi khud ko
Khojna hai
Dooriyo ke pardo me
Sharmaye bharmaye se
Kuch jahalak
Bevajah hi jukh gaye jo
Uunko bhi uudna hai

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poem by Anjali Kakati
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Boom

Yo Bloodhound Gang and Rob Van Winkle together on this track

Stop as we drop this bomb
Blow up this place like another Vietnam
Heavy like a Tyson blow to the dome
Back up son give me room give me room
To set it off like this don't give it up
I'm all up in you till you just can't get enough
Real hard to the bone you want more
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath it's for real I'm gonna get mine
Roll up on you like Eastwood
Blowing up fifteens as I'm riding through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like Parkay
Real smooth with flow and even when I parlay
Do what you feel and check the skill
I'm in your grill peep this I got the raw deal
I'm in your Jeep Grand Cherokee or Land Cruiser
When you're rolling through the hood you want to use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So check the E.Q. and let them speakers hum
And gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
Round one round two knockout
Straight to your head my round never lights out
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a

Jimmy Jimmy y'all Jimmy damn Jimmy yea
Gimme the mic Rob so I can take it away
Got more lines than the welfare office
Are you upset you'll never get to be as clever as this?
Spreadin' quicker than your mom have a feel but don't cop it
Yea I stole your beat but that's cause you dropped it
Crude as oil unrefined but slick
I'm gonna get you from behind like a gay convict
Cause my name ain't Quasimodo but I still got a hunch
That like the Jim Jones cult I'll take you out with one punch
You're Spiro Agnew and I'm the Dick you answer to
You're sweating like a watermelon at a Baptist bar-b-cue
Sneaking up like celery yeah I'm stalking
I squeak like Stephen Hawkings yeah but I'm walkin'
Nose to ground so this Bloodhound will sniff and follow it
I hope you choke on your pride when I make you swallow it
Screaming like a Mimi when you see me coming near you
Like a Kenny Loggins' record no one's ever gonna to hear you
Like a game of hide and seek it's all over if I see ya
Cause your yellower than tinkle and you'll be running like diarrhea
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee

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song performed by Bloodhound Gang from One Fierce Beer Coaster
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Be True To Your School

When some loud braggart tries to put me down
And says his school is great
I tell him right away
Now whats the matter buddy
Aint you heard of my school
Its number one in the state
So be true to your school now
Just like you would to your girl or guy
Be true to your school now
And let your colors fly
Be true to your school
I got a lettermans sweater
With a letter in front
I got for footbal and track
Im proud to where it now
When I cruise around
The other parts of the town
I got a decal in back
So be true to your school now
Just like you would to your girl or guy
Be true to your school now
And let your colors fly
Be true to your school
On friday well be jacked up on the football game
And Ill be ready to fight
Were gonna smash em now
My girl will be working on her pom-poms now
And shell be yelling tonight
So be true to your school now
Just like you would to your girl or guy
Be true to your school now
And let your colors fly
Be true to your school
Rah rah rah be true to your school
Rah rah rah be true to your school
Rah rah rah be true to your school
Rah rah rah be true to your school

song performed by Beach Boys
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Boom

Yo bloodhound gang and rob van winkle together on this track
Stop as we drop this bomb
Blow up this place like another vietnam
Heavy like a tyson blow to the dome
Back up son give me room give me room
To set it off like this dont give it up
Im all up in you till you just cant get enough
Real hard to the bone you want more
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath its for real Im gonna get mine
Roll up on you like eastwood
Blowing up fifteens as Im riding through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like parkay
Real smooth with the flow and even when I parlay
Do what you feel and check the skill
Im in your grill peep this I got the raw deal
In your jeep cherokee or land cruiser
When youre rolling through the hood you want use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So check the e.q. and let them speakers hum
And gets crazy like prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
Round one round two knock out
Straight to your head like my round never lights out
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a
Jimmy jimmy yall jimmy damn jimmy yea
Gimme the mic rob so I can take it away
Got more lines than the welfare office
Are you upset youll never get to be as clever as this?
Spreadin quicker than your mom have a feel but dont cop it
Yea I stole your beat but thats cause you dropped it
Crude as oil unrefined but slick
Im gonna get you from behind like a gay convict
Cause my name aint quasimodo but I still got a hunch
That like the jim jones cult Ill take you out with one punch
Youre spiro agnew and Im the dick you answer to
Your sweating like a watermelon at a baptist bar-b-que
Sneaking up like celery yeah Im stalking
I squeak like stephen hawkins yeah but Im walkin
Nose to ground so this bloodhound will sniff and follow it
I hope you choke on your pride when I make you swallow it
Screaming like a mimi when you see me coming near you
Like a kenny loggins record no ones ever gonna hear you
Like a game of hide and seek its all over if I see ya
Cause your yellower than tinkle and youll be running like diarrhea
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee
Tah rah tah rah tah rah boom dee a
These lyrics were stripped of their dignity from the bloodhound gang website because thats the bloodhound gang way, rock on.

song performed by Vanilla Ice
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Sung for norway's riflemen

Fly the banner, fly the banner!
For our freedom fight!
'Neath the banner, 'neath the banner,
Riflemen unite!
Graybeard in the Storting
Gives his vote for right and truth,
Rifle-voice supporting
Of our armèd youth.
Music runeful
Ring out tuneful
Bullets sent point-blank,
Fiery coursing,
Freedom forcing
Way to royal rank;
They from silent valleys
To the Storting's rallies
Bring the clear 'Rah! Rah!'
And there clamors o'er us
Loud the rifle chorus,
Piercing and repeated: 'Rah! Rah!
Rah-rah, rah-rah, rah-rah, rah-rah.'

As the lingering echo rattles,
Listens sure our Mother Norway,
That her sons can go the war-way,
Fight her freedom's future battles.

poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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Ye Kaisa Rishta Hai

Ye kaisa rishta hai

Ye kaisa rishta hai
jise na nibha paate hai
Na tood paate hai.
Phir bhi janmo tak
Salamat rahe
Yeh dua karte hai.

Ye kaisa bandhan hai
Jise na yaad karte hai
Na bhul paate hai
Saapno me hi sahi
Sang raho
Yeh tammanna rakhte hai.

Ye kaise lou hai
Jise na jala sakte hai
Na bujha paate hai
Sulagti rahe
Dil me sada
Ye saja lete hai.

Ye kaisa rog hai
Jise na dikha paate hai
Na chiipa paate hai
Dard ko gale se laga
Mann me basaye phirte hai.

Ye kaisa rishta hai

poem by Anjali Kakati
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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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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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Nostalgia

Yo hi,
Kabhi udhedte hai
To
Kabhi bunte hai
Tamam salaiyo me aatki se
Aapni jindagi ke tar.

Khuli aakho se,
Dekhte hai,
Kabhi bante
Kabhi bigardte
Na jane,
Kitne- kitne khawab.

Kabke beete lamho me,
Khojte hai
Aab bhi,
Aapna aastitav,
Aapni pahchan.

Gujrate ja rahe hai sadiya
Raat me subah ka
Aur
Subah se he raat ka
Yo,
Becheni se karte intejar.

Uljhi se
In taro ko,
Kabhi jodte hai
To
Kabhi todte hai
Ye aandekhe
Ye aanjane se
Bebas tare
Jo,
Ab tak bandhe huai hai
Meeri aatman ko
Tumhari aatma ke saath.

Yo hi,
Kabhi udhedte hai
To
Kabhi bunte hai
Tamam salaiyo me aatki se
Aapni jindgi ke tar.

poem by Anjali Kakati
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Humanity Poem- Manavta Ki Khatir

Rog laga hai har manav ko, main bada hoon tumse pyare
Tu tu may may ki issi aag me, jal rahen hain ye sare
Pyar nahi hai dilon me apne, Lagate Vishva-bandhutva ken are
Seekhen zara prakriti se bhi, jo milkar rahte chand sitare
Gar ghukaden apne aapko to, mit jayenge ghagde sare
Gair nahi koi vair nahi hai, sab hain apne mit hamare

Manav me manavta na ho, to insaan ki kaam ka
Aisa manav chalti phirti lash hai, aur lash hai kis kaam ka
Dhairya, kashma, karuna nahi to, vidya ka gyan kis kaam ka
Bistar hai par neend nahi, wo saaman hai kis kaam ka
Dhan se hai bharpur par shanti nahi, aisa dhan kis kaam ka
Duniya jise such kahti hai, wo such hai kis kaam ka

Tarraki kar li insano ne, gyan aur vigyaan se
Vhed dala antrikash ko bhi, roket wayun se
Much pe baten badi badi, par dil abhi pashan se
Haasil sab kuch kar liya par, bach na sake abhiman se
Manav me manavta hogi to sirf guru ke gyan se
“Deep” milegi mukti to bas, rab ki hi pahchan se

poem by Deepak Kumar deep
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The Football Match

I.
O wild kaleidoscopic panorama of jaculatory arms and legs.
The twisting, twining, turning, tussling, throwing, thrusting,
throttling, tugging, thumping, the tightening thews.
The tearing of tangled trousers, the jut of giant calves protuberant.
The wriggleness, the wormlike, snaky movement and life of it;
The insertion of strong men in the mud, the wallowing, the stamping with thick shoes;
The rowdyism, and élan, the slugging and scraping, the cowboy Homeric ferocity.
(Ah, well kicked, red legs! Hit her up, you muddy little hero, you!)
The bleeding noses, the shins, the knuckles abraded:
That's the way to make men! Go it, you border ruffians, I like ye.
II.

Only two sorts of men are any good, I wouldn't give a cotton hat for no other --
The Poet and the Plug Ugly. They are picturesque. O, but ain't they?
These college chaps, these bouncing fighters from M'Gill and Toronto,
Are all right. I must have a fighter, a bully, somewhat of a desperado;
Of course, I prefer them raw, uneducated, unspoiled by book rot;
I reckon these young fellows, these howling Kickapoos of the puddle, these boys,
Have been uneducated to an undemocratic and feudal-aristocratic extent;
Lord! how they can kick, though! Another man slugged there!
III.

Unnumbered festoons of pretty Canadian girls, I salute you;
Howl away, you non-playing encouragers of the kickers!
Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, Rah, M'Gill!
Rah, Rah, Rah, Sis, Boom, Toronto! Lusty-throated give it!
O, wild, tumultuous, multitudinous shindy. Well, this is the boss;
This is worth coming twenty miles to see. Personally, I haven't had so much fun
since I was vaccinated.
I wonder if the Doctor spectates it. Here is something beyond his plesiosauri.
Pure physical glow and exultation this of abundantest muscle:
I wish John Sullivan were here.
IV.

O, the kicking, stamping, punching, the gore and the glory of battle!
Kick, kick, kick, kick, kick, kick. Will you kick!
You kickers, scoop up the mud, steam plough the field,
Fall all over yourselves, squirm out! Look at that pile-driver of a full-back there!
Run, leg it, hang on to the ball; say, you big chump, don't you kill that little chap
When you are about it.
Well, I'd like to know what a touch down is, then? Draw?
Where's your draw?
Yer lie!

poem by Anonymous Americas
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Tumahara Jana

Tumahara jana
Aachanak pushpo ki kaliyo se
Unke mahak ka ud jana.
Kal tak jo khila khila tha
Pal main
murjha kar mar jana.

Tumahara jana
Chand lamho main indradhanush ke
Rango ka ris kar bah jana.
Barso tak jo aabad sahar tha
Uuska chand minto mein
viran uujad ho jana

Tumahara jana
Aachanak chanchal hava ke
Rukh ka tufan mein badal jana.
Kal tak jo balwan khada tha
Uuska tut kar bikhar jana.

Tumhara jana
Saapno ki uudano se sakth dharatal par
Ghayal gir jana
Kisi sawachand muskan ka
Siskiyo mein bifar jana
Tumhara jaana.

poem by Anjali Kakati
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