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ZT Feb 2016
Ako di man adunahan
Pero kun ako man gali ma gugmaan
Akong ihatag ang akong tanan

Pero unsaon taman
Hangtod diri ra gyud taman
Kay bahalag gihatag ko na sa imo ang tanan
Ikaw man gihapon nakulangan

Wa ko man na abot
Ang pangarap nga mahawiran imong kamot
Nagpasalamat ra pod ko sa imo kay
Tungod sa imo di na ako masakitan pa kay
di gyud ko makalimot
Nga sa imo akong gugma, ako nang gihurot
Ug hatag mao nang Sa uban di na ako magmahal pa
Mao nang sa uban di na ako masakitan pa.
Wenglou Apr 2015
Inday unom na katuig ang nilabay
sa dihang nahikagplagan tika milabay sa balay
sa handumanan ko nahipatik ang katahom sa imong hulagway
may mga panahon sa kasing2x og damgo ko imong kaanyag mobisita gamay

Karon dili masukod ang kalipay sa dihang nagkaila ta
Adunay panahon magkachat ta lingaw sige kog katawa
sa dihang nakahibalo naka sa tinuod og naglagot ka sa akoa
maayo man ng makahibalo ka sa tinuod samtang sayo pa

Kung moabot ang panahon mosugot na ka magdate ta
Por syur ako man jud ng gasto more pa
be conscious lang sa imong dayet aron conscious pud ko sa akong bulsa
kung cge na ta det2x chippy og tubig na lang gani ang order para natong duha
pasabot KKB nalang ta sunod, salamat sa pagsabot hap...

og kung ugaling dili na jud nimo maagwanta imo nakong sugton
ayaw kabalaka ipanaad ko imong gugma akong amumahon
sa kanunay ikaw akong panggaon sa mga gakus ko ikaw akong prisohon
tanan nimong gusto akong buhaton imong mga sugo akong tumanon

Og kung imo naman gali kong sugoon sa merkado
pwede ayaw pud ko paalsaha og bugas isa ka sako
basin og tungod sa kabug-at di nako makaya makaigit ko
kung pwede lang unta kilo kiloha pud na og mahimo.
JAMIL HUSSAIN Oct 2016
Apni Dhun Mein Rehta Hoon
Main Bhi Tere Jaisa Hoon

Roaming within my own tunes I am
O’ just like you I am


Oh Pichhlee Rut Ke Saathi
Abke Baras Main Tanha Hoon

O’ friend of the past season
This year completely alone I am


Teri Gali Mein Sara Din
Dukh Ke Kankar Chunta Hoon

Whole day, in your street
Collecting the pebbles of sorrows I am


Mera Diya Jalaye Kuan
Main Tera Khali Kamra Hoon

Who will set my lamp alight?
O’ your vacated room I am


Apni Leher Hai Apna Rog
Dariya Hoon Aur Pyasaa Hoon

My own wave is the malady
Ocean I am and yet so thirsty I am


Aati Rut Mujhe Royegi
Jaati Rut Ka Jhonka Hoon*

Coming season will weep for me
O’ breeze of the ending season I am


— Translated by Jamil Hussain, Poet Nasir Kazmi, Sung by Ghulam Ali
Ankit Dubey May 2019
apno se jada gairon ki yaad aati hai,
jab jindagi kisi gair ki mohtaaj ** jaati hai,
dil ka haal samajhne vala koi nahi hota,
aur jindagi hai k bas ek chidiya ki tarah ud jati hai,
dll me yaad basi rah jaati hai,
mashaal jalti hui achanak bujh jati hai,
aankhon k saamne base andhera hi andhera dikhta hai,
har roshni bhi feeki pad jati hai,
jab jindagi kisi gair ki mohtaaj ** jati hai....
wajah bewajah hi dard uthta rhta hai,
aankhon ka mom har waqt pighalta rahta hai,
aansoo b rasta aona badal lete hai,
dil me tadap k shiva aur kuj nahi bachta hai,
har khwahish dafan ** jati hai,
chahat bas khud ko khatam karne ki rah jati hai,
jab jindagi kisi gair ki mohtaaj ** jati hai.....
shahar logon se bhara hokar bhi veeran lagta hai,
din nikalte hi dhalne lag jata hai,
bewajah koi insaan shaitan lagne lagta hai,
khud ki ek saan bhi bejaan lagne lagti hai,
bejaan aawaj,
rookhe shabd,
pathrayi aankhen,
aur aansuon ki sookhi dhara shrajal ** uthti hai,
jab jindagi kisi gair ki mohtaaj ** jati hai.....
yun to har waqt khyal dil me rhta hai k vo mera hai,
tabhi koi khta hai k vo nahi bas bhram tera hai,
aur kitna pyar me barbaad ** jaun,
khatam ** jaun ya tujhme hi mar jaun,
aasan nahi koi jirah rah jati hai,
har gali kooche se bas unk nikalne ki aas rahti hai,
vo mere nahi har taraf bas ek hi aawaj goonjti hai,
din khatam raat shuru,
roshni gayi andhera shuru,
sath khatam tanhayi shuru,
bas yahi tadpan har ghadi rah jati hai,
vo meri nahi kisi aur ki ** jati hai,
jindagi kisi gair ki mohtaaj ** jati hai....
Megha Thakur Jun 2020
Ye raste jane hume kis or le jate hai,
Zara sa apnate hai kabhi,
To kabhi begane lagne lag jate h.

Ye tedhe-medhe ulte-sidhe raste,
Kis gali kis nukad par mud jate hai,
Jaha bhi ye mud jate hai wahi se naye mod ban jate hai.

Har mod har dagar par ye naye kisse nayi kahaaniyan sunate hai,
Kabhi haste hai hume to kabhi hume rulate hai,
Kabhi kisi ki zindgi ki shuruat to kabhi kisi ke kahaani ka ant ban jate hai.

Yehi to hai jo hume zindgi ke har naye-purane pahlu se rubaru karwate hai,
Jo ye girate hai to uth kar fir chalne ka sabab bi to hume yehi samjhate hai,
Ye raste hi to hai jo musafiro ko unki manzil ki or le jate hai.

Jo kabhi hote hai naraz to paas bhi ye khud hi bulate hai,
Apno ki ehmiyat kya hai is zindgi me yehi to hume btate hai,
Hai apnate kisko kabhi to kabhi kisiko bhul bhi ye jate hai.

Zindgi hai chalte rahne ka naam ye raste hi to hume yaad dilate hai,
Har pal har ghari kuch naya hume sikhate hai,
Jo milate hai kisise kabhi to kabhi kisiko dur bhi to yehi le jate hai.

Or agar gaur se dekha aur socha jaye to,
Zindgi ke mayine aur is hasin falsafe ka ehsaas  waqt be waqt aksar ye raste hi hume karwate hai.
-Megha Thakur
Murari mohan Feb 2018
Khair choro ab rahney bhi doh,
Beetey wqt Ko jubaa pr aaney bhi doh,
Bhut Khel li Khel isq-mohbat ka,
Bachpan Ko jra zindagi se rubru honey doh!!

Bichurey saal Huey,
Na yaad hum aaye na tum,
Jaaney kaisey sbhi begaaney Huey,
USS gali se kyu anjaaney Huey!!

Sidhiyo pr chadhna seekha,sang mitti Mai girna,
Dosti ka mtlb ** ya pyaar ka fsana,
Hum sabney yhi seekha zindagi ka saath nibhana!!

Kya tum bhool gye wo yaadey,wo baatey,
Ghr jaaney ke raastey,
Barsaat Mai bheegtey,kichad Mai kudatey,
Bus ke pichey gulaab liye firtey,
Koi kuch khey toh whi adig ** jaatey!!

Kitni haseen hai wo yaadey, Bachpan ki baatey,
Fir kyu ek dujey se begaaney Huey,
USS gali se kyu anjaaney huey,!!

Khair choro ab rahney bhi doh,
Zindagi Ko Bachpan ki meethi yaado se rubru toh honey doh!!
Shrivastva MK Apr 2018
Rishtey wo nahi hote jo duniya ko dikhaye jaye,
Rishtey wo hote hai jo dil se Nibhaye jaye.
Rishtey nibhana har kisi ke bas me nahi,
Ab to bs rah gyi hai yadon ki haseen gali,

Rishtey wo nahi jo sirf sukh me kaam aate hai,
Rishtey tou wo hote hai jo dukh me sath nibhate hai,
Rishta agar es dil se hota hai,
Wo rista bda hi atut hota hai,

Rishta banao tou use dilon jaan se nibhana,
Kisi ki bhawnao ka mazak na udana,
Kisi ki zindagi bankar uski zindagi na chhen lena,
Aankhon mein aansuo ka tohfa na dena,

Rishtey me khatas nahi mithas hona chahiye,
Rishtey me bahas nahi vishwas hona chahiye,
Wo rista ek na ek din tut jata hai,
Jo rishta dil se nahi dimaag se nibhaya jata hai,

Saath chhodne wale tou bus majburiyon ka haath thaam lete hai,
Nibhane wale tou maut ka darwaza khatakne kya aakhiri saans tak hamare saath hote hain,
Rishtey tou milte hai mukaddar se,
Sanjo lo unhe dil mein,

Jis rishtey ko us khuda ne bnaye hai,
Ek na ek din use jaroor milaye hai,
Jab do dil ek ** jate hai,
Tab wo ek anmol rishtey kahlate hai....

Collaboration  by Shrivastva MK and Sonia*Paruthi
Mein ghuma
Tum ghumi
Gali gali...

Phir waqt beeta  waqt
Tumhe gumte gumte dekha
Pyar se pyaraa
Nadiyon ka Sahara
Jagmag taara
Aur hum dekhne lage...
Ek dusre ko ...khuch is tarah...
Aur phir chala ishq ka shilsila...
Chalta raha
Chalta raha
Ishq e junooniyat
...shukriya shukriya...
Jo Organiza Feb 2020
O Titser! My Titser!

Dughan kong naglatagaw sa tibuok adlaw
nahibalik sa paglantaw sa agtang **** hayag kaayo musinaw,
Ug sa dihang nisulod kas eskwelahan, ikaw ra gayod ang nag inusarang kahayag na akong nakit-an.
Pangalan mo palang, mupitik na'g kadali ang akong dughan.
Kung gali magleksyon ka dira sa atubangan, sa'kong hunahuna, hagbay na tikang gipakaslan.

O Titser! My Titser!
Pinalangga kong katingalahang maestra
Hangtud kunus-a paman ko maghulat
na ikaw gayod ma-akoa?

Tagda ning kasingkasing sa usa ka magbabalak
Paminawa kining mga hilak sa akong mga gitagik na mga balak
gugmang tinuod, 'di gayod kini bakak.

Isa ko ka estudyanteng bugoy, pero ayg kabalaka, apil nakas akong mga pangandoy.
Dira sa simbahan, sa fuente, sa mango, ug bisag asa maabot, nganli ko'g lugar, atoa nang isuroy.

O Titser! My Titser!
Pinalangga kong gwapang maestra,
nganong 'di man jud tika ma akoa?
andam ko pang abton mga bituon,
mamupo'g tambis sa kabuntagon,
unsa pamay laing dapat nakong buhaton?
aron ang tam-is **** paghigugma ako dayung maangkon.
I wrote this one para sa akong crush sauna hHAHAHHAA
Balak - A Bisaya Poem.
Farheen Khan Aug 2022
Ek zindagi hain farheen ki
Aur hain dus mod
Farheen ki khoish raktay hain sabhi

Par farheen ki khoish hain koun
Souchtay chalogay tuh shyad smajaogay
Milingay sabhi tumay
Par phir bhi farheen ki khoish raktay phirogay
Dhondna chatay tuh dholo
Har gali har mouhala

Milingay haar koi par
Dil ki baat hain dil tuh sirf
Farheen kay pass hain
Ajj alag sa mood hain farheen ka ❤️
Jindagi e nasha e jung
Mein khud se itna khafa
Ki junglee hua dil
Mein pagal gali gali bhatakta
Ek musafir e samundar
Bheeg gaya nadiyon ke jaal me
Jal jal me dhoop e nasha
Mein piyo sharaab har dafa
Mat roko, mujhe thoda aur jeene do
Haan dard e nasha peene do
Haan thoda peene do

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...

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Meghna Chatterji Jan 2015
The other sides of the table aren’t that lavish as your side might be,
At the other side of the table there will not be an excess of curry.
The puris and bhajis and the halwas that you so dearly eat,
Please do not throw them in the dust bin as there are others who too want to eat!
Walking down the pink city,
I hear the shehnaais and smell the sweet meat.
I take a turn into the gali just to get a peek,
I do not see the women in shimmery sarees
I see the children with ***** hands.
They have been rampaging through the bins and run helter- skelter on the instance of an intrusive sound.
The dogs are brave,
At least they don’t flee when they see me…
But, those children are embarrassed to be disturbed while they searched the trash for a small bite!
I wonder if the brides and the grooms ever thought
That the amount of happiness they spread through the lavish four course buffets,
Are but, going to be discarded by people who ate too much.
These remnants are then tossed and picked carefully through these bins
The children have an almost mechanical drive when picking and tossing through trash heaps
The food that you waste is but, a filling meal!

Do not waste food; instead, Share it with your neighborhood kid!
Food that has been cooked for too many and eaten by too Few.
Should not be Discarded into the dust bin,
As, its perfectly fine to Reuse, Reduce and Recycle!
-Meghna Chatterji
Voices from Behind the Shining Wedding Pandals!
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
galilea reyes Jan 2021
a teardrop trickling down my cheek drags me out of my dream
pathetically realizing
every day

every month

every year
the unrequited love
Expecting to progress the falsely promise to myself to move on
instead
I wasted thinking of you
Wanting you.

-Gali.
Mein Teri yaad me
Jee raha hu pal pal din geente geente
Gali gali bas yaad me tere
Ghumti hui Teri nazar meri nazron se aa mili
Ek kahani ulaajh gayi...
Aur mein khwaab me bhi ab sharaab pine laga
....

...
Dheere dheere oski gali
Meri gali se aa takra gayi
Aur waqt der waqt ...
Oske pyaar me
Ek kahani...
Pyaar bhari...
Banti gayi
Banti gayi...
Aur kaise saal beet gaya
Pata hi na chala...
...
Hisaab e Dard
Ghumsum jaam
Surili

Rukh e  kadar meethas...
Zara Zara
Khubsurti e nameek

Udta ...e Ishq ki Tamannah
Ishaare ishaare me
Ruka mein oski gali me
Baar Baar najane kitne Baar!!!
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Neville Johnson Dec 2024
Geri Atric and everyone’s friend, Amy Able go for a drink with Rose Wine. The bartenders, **** Tator and Gus To introduce them to the scary Mort Ality, who in turn invites over Nick Name, Hope Chest, and Nan O’Second as they would like each other, so he thinks.
     Jack Russell doggedly observes from a distance, pretending to be in  an intense conversation with Deb Enture, which annoys the other participants, Sue Ffle and Ty Rade, who figure out what he is up to.
     Off to himself, for obvious reasons sits Dan Druff, ignored by ***** Nilly, Stanley Cup, and the lazy Mo Mentum. Then the haughty Ruth Less arrives, with her entourage Miss Ann Thorpe, Heidi **, and Dee Pendant.
     The weirdest trio at this holiday party has to be Sven Gali, Sig Alert and Grant Writer. Go figure.
     The chef is none other Herb Dressing, the maître D is Nick O’Time,
     Ed U. Cated stupidly calls out and nearly punches Will Power but is restrained by Charlie Horse, Arthur Itis, and the much-needed Ben Gay.
     Hal Ibut orders a meat dish, with Al Falfa going veggie. Penny Less says, “This is rich,” when she hears about the near altercation, while Luke Warm nods wanly.
     Tom Boy gets a kick out of Jack Boots as the couple, Miss and Cal Ulated, try to overhear the conversation but are thwarted by Al Cove, who intentionally loudly speaks over them. Of all people, Tommy Gun shushes them, for he wants to overhear what Buck Aneer and **** Tation say to each other.
     Justin Case argues with Mel Rose, while he hits on Rose Mary, who in turn is trying to avoid Des Titute. Cord Uroy is shunned by Cosmo Politan who hangs with the greedy Ali Mony.
     Mary Land is in an agitated state thanks to Mark Exhibit  who makes it evident Claus Traphobia is closing in on him.
Rich People engages with Cass Anova, while Penny Rate chats up Will Power. Honey Moon, recently married to Gene Splitting, gets an earful from Conrad Warning.
     Needing attention, Molly Coddling coos to Art Forgery, who ambles over with Herb Tea, who is interested Penny Arcade.
     Confused by all the people, there is Frank Ness, who can’t avoid the truth that Benedict Canyon and General Mills just don’t like him, leaving him with the boring Sue Veneer, who is not interested in him either.
     ***** Nilly, flustered, drinks coffee with Maxwell House, gamely sipping along with Three Card Monte. Nick Knacks hasn’t much to contribute to the occasion, then is accosted by Jack Hammer, who nails him in conversation and accuses him of plagiarizing Stan Za.
     Joshua Tree woodenly tries to put up with Tom Foolery, doing so with no help from Tim Id. Tired of the night, Gerry Atric disappears with Jay Walk. Ty Rant annoys Will Call, and is admonished to cool it by Buzz Saw.
     Patty Cakes avoids Phil Istine, who doesn’t care as he follows Perry Patetic around the event.
    Roc Anteur buttonholes Phil Osophy, who is more interested in Bo Dacious. Corporal Punishment consoles himself with Miss Fortune,
     You had to be there.

— The End —