Till the time it raises youThine have no praiseMy Google went alongAs I texted the messengers of GodThe storms that bit the crockAnd the days were hidden behind nightsMy love once toldAt other times, not givenTore till my even stepsAnd odd reactionsMy facial looksand juggling puzzles till some broken pieces came alongand told harsh storiesmy …
एक आदमी काली ड्रेस पहन के दुकान में जाता है, दुकान कर्व टाइप होती है। बाहर से बहुत लोग जा रहे हैं। बच्चा चिल्लाता है, वह उस आदमी के साथ। बाहर से निकल रहा पीटो लाल शोर करता है “बाजार में गुंडे आ गए है, दुकाने बंद कर दो।” अंदर काली पोशाक पहनने वाले आदमी …
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Oh! I have been asked to speak with brevity,To help the listener feel light and free,Flying high, feeling valued and heard,My words are like a gentle chirping bird. Oh! I have been told to rise from my chair,So friends can breathe fresh, tranquil air,Comfortable and relaxed, without a care,My words are like a soothing, healing …
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ਰੌਲਾ ਰੱਪਾ ਪਾ ਕੇ ਉਹ,ਗੱਲਾਂ ਚਾਰ ਸੁਣਾ ਕੇ,ਲੈ ਗਈ ਮੇਰਾ ਦਿਲ ਬਈ,ਲੈ ਗਈ ਮੇਰਾ ਦਿਲ। ਜਦੋਂ ਲਗਦਾ ਉਹ ਆ ਗਈ,ਉਹ ਆਈ ਨਹੀਂ ਸੀ ਹੁੰਦੀ,ਮੇਰੇ ਤੇ ਉਹਦੇ ਵਿੱਚ ਕਦੀ,ਲੜਾਈ ਨਹੀਂ ਸੀ ਹੁੰਦੀ। ਸੁਣ ਕੇ ਮੇਰੀ ਇੱਛਾ ਉਹ,ਦੌੜੀ ਦੌੜੀ ਆ ਗਈ,ਇੰਝ ਲਗਦਾ ਕੋਈ ਉੱਡੱਦੀ ਪਤੰਗ,ਮੇਰੇ ਹੱਥਾਂ ਨੂੰ ਪੈਰ ਲਾ ਗਈ। ਯਾਰੀ ਸੀ ਅਣਮੁੱਲੀ ਪਰ,ਯਾਰ ਨਾਲੋਂ ਪਿਆਰੀ ਸੀ,ਰੂਪ …
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The sun’s bright light illuminates the worldUntil dusk’s embrace, and then it’s swirledInto the moon’s grace, a gentle swirlJust like my mistress’s fame, it can twirl And rise above all, or fade tonightDepending on how well she’s perceived, lightIt Can be unforgiving, turning meanLeaving lovers in the shade to flee, keen It’s in …
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I hope I never have to say goodbyeto the moon,who lit up my car;to the candle,that burnt my hands;to the man,who saw me grow;to the leafon which I ate on that vacation;to the dog,who barked in a routine, but my routine did not end in fear;to the friend,who shared life with me;to the maid,who wanted …
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I was walking down the streetI calmly rested for a whileThe inner of me was thirstyWhile my outer self was in a hurry. But the distance to cover was a good thousand milesThen I waited for someone to arriveWithin my wayAlas, I couldn’t find evenAs my hair turned from black to grey. After good 30-odd …
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I say, “If you dare to dream,You will have to sleep!” I open the door,For the lord to comeI open the doorFor my love to comeI enjoy the beautyOf this crop to reapI often sleepTo lessen my worries heap But It makes me sometimesMore concerned with the ordinarypoor lads who seldom sleepWho do not have …
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I make no point when I feel I just feel so much pain Sometimes, when I see a kid begging with torn clothes, I feel a great attachment to that lad Because one lord created us all And we all have a responsibility to get cared for. Sporadically when I look at a dog having …
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The day is goneMidnight has taken overIt is easier to lie downTo lie off our duties. To finish off the dayI would passably question myselfHow good it was,was it as expected?Or had the lord overruled me? My night will always beAsking questions that will possibly Lay good foundationThe next morning. My heart beats for my …
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I make my house myself,To keep my children safe,I go around the day,To collect rare foods. I leave my bed at dawn,And lay back in bed at dusk,Some good people feed me,rest, I keep on wandering and eating. But you know I chirp a bare,unlike the other birds,I don’t have the strength to oppose,The irritating …
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Hey, shout! my dear “© 2023 Jaskaran Singh. All rights reserved.”
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On the red rose, I wroteA man’s sacrifice storyAnd through my vocals and throatI distributed it in my assembly. I rearranged the melody,I rediscovered the aftermathRe-appealed my pastBut couldn’t reimpose the reprimand. A petal broke whenI headed towards the endThe stem bent down whenI imagined your bloodshed trend. The suddenness of my wordsLed to the …
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“It’s because all I know is wealthand none else,”The quote that feedsmost of our ambitions to workYet you know that you arenever much close to infinitewealth, sometimes you surrenderyour good health. What if I’d be none ofan educated person,a creative writer,an active listener,a firm believer,always a trip-maker,a polite human,a generous SikhWould you still have faithOn …
