Category: Poetry

Demonetization a success

Demonetisation Deaths Demon -Haiku poem

Wait and watch they said, Hunger helplessness and death, Demonetisation is How many deaths , How many ruins is ok, In Demonetisation They don’t cry for none, Cause it’s not their kin that’s dead, the “Indians” here How many deaths , How many ruins is ok, In Demonetisation   Read: Demonetization was planned  

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hindi shayri , nadi mein paon

कैसे लोग हो गये हैं ना हम

कुछ दी पहले में छुट्टी बिताने एक नदी के किनारे गया. ऐसा लगा की कुछ अलग सा है. सोचा .. कैसे लोग हो गये हैं ना हम कि नदी में पावं डुबोना भी अब अंजाना सा लगता है और जाते जाते फिर नदी के बहते पानी की कल कल सुनने गया ताकि शहेर की आवाज़

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pillars on creation

Who are we

Who are we , A speck of dust A thread of imagination Are we Gods, Gods of our own creation Which we created Created to build something greater Something to forget our mortality Something to become immortal Are we creations For amusement of the mighty or beings to fulfill a higher purpose purpose so high

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One Million Magi- English Poem

I am the spirit of my times, anonymous and numberless, I am occupy, I am love

Seeing the cheer of the festive season and the despairing faceless alleyways

I am suddenly more than, more real than, more people than I ever have been

And I hear the earth calling, the bodhisattvas of the earth calling, a million magi.

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Just a Moment

It just takes a moment,

for a moment to become a Moment,

and before you realize the moment may become a missed moment,

because maybe that moment ,you were mistaken

It wasn’t The moment but it really was That moment.

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When the umbrella is gone

And so it poured ,

Like heavens had given up,

Like it was the end.

The thunder was deafening,

like it wanted to say something,

or prevent something being said.

There was a time I loved the rain,

I danced , I jumped and thumped my chest

But now

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Dream Chaser

My feet hurt,
legs have given up.

My only support the wooden stick ,

that I broke from a dead tree,

seems to cry out of pain.

The destination is far,

farther than anyone thought.

No lights ,no maps,

with only the moon as my guide

I walk.

Just another day for me it is,

I am a Dream Chaser

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Hindi poetry Cheeni Zyada

Audio of hindi poetry Cheeni Zyada

कभी चीनी कम थी कभी चीनी ज्यादाI

कभी थे वो शामिल कभी सिर्फ वादा
I कभी झुर्मोटो में थे बहते समु न्दर
कही सपनो में सिर्फ आते ये मंज़र I

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Poet Lemon Andersen

Found another poet par excellence, when he recites he not only gives poem a musical touch but also involves his whole body in the process.

His motto is pretty similar to mine, I want to bring poetry to everyone , he wants to make people who hate poetry to love him.

If people love him ,they by extension will love his work which is poetry. Liked this thought….

here is a Ted talk by him..

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A Grey World

Everything today is looking so damn dull grey

The black and the white no longer in the fray

The green and the red fallen by the way

The blue and the yellow no longer so mellow

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Waapsi–Shayari

सरहद पर दिल के, आवाज़ हुई.
फिर से
जाने किसको देख लिया कि,
खुद को लगने लगे हम,
काफ़िर से.

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Waapsi–Shayari

सरहद पर दिल के, आवाज़ हुई.
फिर से
जाने किसको देख लिया कि,
खुद को लगने लगे हम,
काफ़िर से.

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