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ye kaisi kashmakash

Door tujh se reh nahi sakti
paas tere aa nahi sakti
mohabbat tuujh se karni thi muqaddar mei
par teri mohabbat mai paa nahi sakti

tera har shikwa har shikayat
mujhe sab manzoor hai
jaa keh de zamane se ki
 tera sanam khudgarz magroor hai
gar mita bhi doo tera naam kagaz se
par dil se kaise mitau mai
jo tujhe bhoolna bhi chahu toh
teri yado ko kaise bhulau mai
ki mai palke utha nahi sakti 
nazre mile nahi sakti
mohabbat tujhse karni thi muqaddar mei
par teri mohabbat mai paa nahi sakti

dillagi karke tujhse maine
dil par chot hi khai
bewafa de naam tu mujh ko
ki maine tujh se ruswai
manga tha sath tera hi 
apne har sajde har ibadat mei
chaha tha sath tera hi
apne din mei aur rato mei
fir bhi tera naam hatho 
ki lakeero pe apne likhwa nahi sakti
door tujhse reh nahi saktii
paas tere aa nahi sakti

tham gaye hain ashq ab toh
ankho ke hi daman pe aakar
udasi hotho ke kinaro pe 
aa k kar gayi hai ghar 
udherti rehti hun wo sapne
the jo sang milkar bune humne
bikhar gaye khwabo ke phool wo sare 
the jo milkar chune humne
tujh sang jeene ki ijazat nahi mujhko
par bina tere zindagi bita nahi sakti
mohabbat tujhse karni thi muqaddar mei
par teri mohabbat mai paa nahi sakti

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Woh tera ankh bhar kay mujhay dekhna

Woh tera ankh bhar kay mujhay dekhna,
Woh tera dekhna he kamal tha,
Meri justajo kay ahsas par,
Tera lamss bhi tu baymisal tha,

Meray saray jazboon ki dilkashi,
Teray ashiyan pay aa kay simat gai,
Gar main ruk na jata iss taraf,
Tu meri hasti pay pher zawal tha,

Teray husan ki sari tajaliyan,
Kaisy ho gayen mujh pay mahrban,
Meray zehan kay neha khanoo main,
Yehi chupa howa aik sawal tha,

Woh jo chaltay chaltay thy mil gaye,
Thy meri chahatoon kay silsalaye
Jo tera sang na milta mujhy,
Tu pher jena mera muhal tha.

Shabeeb Hashmi

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Dozakh aur Sharab



  Dozakh aur Sharab.........


Tere laboan ka rang mile ga gulaab mein
Teri nigah e naaz ka  nasha sharaab mein  

Mil jaye gar woh aik baar mujh ko khwaab mein
Rakh doon ga dil ko cheer ke unki janaab mein 

Dozakh mein mil rahi he mujhe peene ki saza
aatish bharak rahi he suboo-e-sharaab mein

Behre tashaffi aaen ge Muhammad e Mustafa
Bakshe gunah jayen ge roz e hisaab mein

Dil ki kitaab band na krna kabhi ay dost,
parhna likha hua he jo  roshan kitab mein

Moosa ko gadriye ki samajh aaee na jo dua,,.
makhmoor tha woh nikhwat e baar e  sawab mein

Du pal ka he suroor jo  rakhe Khuda se dooor
shaitan ka he shor o shar  sharb o sharab  mein

Peeri mein sab ko aati he yaad e khuda hee kion?
he lutf jab ho yaad e khuda bhi shabab mein

by mazHur

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Na koe gilla hae thujh se poetry by rabia iqbal rabi

Na koe gela tujh se na koi sikayat hae
tu rehte hae dil main ye tere enayat hae

khaboon ko sajati hae bas itna hi kafi hae
per tabeer nahi milti, ye mere sekayat hae

barsoon se de raha hoon dastak tere dil per
darwaza nahin khulta, ye kese adawat hae

hae chsam ter mere ,dam ab tu laboon per hae
kya aao ge marqad pe, ye kese qayamat hae

aaya tu uske dil main ,khaboon main na aaya 
aur aa ke palat jana, tere bhi tu adat hae

tu marta hae gar us pe,tu ye kyun nahin kehta
tum jan ho, mere jan, bas tum se he ulfat hae

youn jan na nichawer kar, ye Rabi ka hae kehna
khul kar zara keh us se, bas tum se muhabbat hae


Poetry by:Rabia iqBAL RABI

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Budgeri

Budgeri
The good budgery fella with a bottle of rum,
Pretty good bird is the budgery-gar one,
Arthur eyeshades came a walking by,
One eye one ear one rissole,
Looking for the budgery fella, why?
A little nip was good as gold,
Where are you budgery fella,

Ole Yarraman the horse he was,
And Milinbri was cattle,
If the boss see me a spearing one?
 cos, good meat yer brain might addle?

so duck ya head sidestep away,
go into a Magpie smother,   
flail ya arms like a loonatic hey,
don’t go and tell yer mother,

Budgeri fella was right here,
On his horse he rode away,
Sucking on a bottle of rum, ya hear,
The pigrooter threw him hey?

Don Johnson

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Khud jee loon ga khud mar loon ga-Will live by myself Die by Myself

ghazal 

  
Do hee to kaam hein kar loon ga
Khud jee loon ga khud mar loon ga

Jab yaad tumhari aa ay gee
Chup chup ke aahein bhar loon ga

Qatl e wafa gar tu ne kia
Ilzaam mein apne sur loon ga

Ik aakhree khwahish he meri
Ab zindoan mein na ghar loon ga

Rishte naate sab hein jhootay
Kia mein in se mil kar loon ga
 
kia khabar thee Bagh se apne
Zehr bharay  samar loon ga

Tanha is dunya mein aa ya
 Tanha manzil sur kar loon ga

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Till They Hear Their Car Beep



Old folks forget where they parked their Jeep
They wander around till they're almost asleep
Till there's just one car
"That's our car by gar"
But still push the button till they hear their car beep!


© Jack Ellison 2015

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Ek haseen jhieel, Jhieel Saif-ul-Mulook poetry by Rabia Iqbal Rabi

Ek haseen jhieel, jhieel saif-ul-mulook,ik muraqqae husn-o-jamal
khubsurat wadyoon ke darmeeyan,jari hae ik silsila-e-rang-o-noor
dhekhye aur dekhte reh jaeye,gherey nele panioon main phela hai
had-e-nazar, pur sokoon se jhieel pe jhilmelata aks-e-aasman
lagta hae jesey kise shaer ka ho haseen kheyal,pursokon se jhieel pe
peryoon ka wo raqs-e-haseen, kehtey hain sab he yehi
baat ye mashoor hae, jis ne dekha ho, wo janey, ho ga keesa
mehw-e-raqs un peryoon ka husn-o-jamal, kehtey hain
aate hain peryan milney kise shazadey se,aati honge,
mujh ko keya, mere dil main hae bs usse ka kheyal

Her taraf nazarey haseen , thandi hawa,aur ye madhur chandni
raat bhar aae na nend,kese rukti , kya main karti,gar na jati
mere na thee ye majaal
khety hae naveed-e-saher, subha subha saer karney
tanha tu kyon aa gae, main tuo hoon bohat magan
sath merey ander ke dunya rehte hae bohat nehal
kashte main tanha saer karna iss haseen jhieel per
dil main deta hae janam, ik haseen ehsaas ko
Rabi tuo bs janti hai us haseen tasveer ko
jis ka rehta hae sada her dam usse ko kheyal

Poetry by:Rabia Iqbal Rabi

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Do You Speak Jackanese



Well goodness gracious, by gar and by gum
Jackanese is a language quite foreign to some
It's basically simple
Here's the principle
Be a “nihilarian” while sitting down on your bum


© Jack Ellison 2015





“nihilarian” - a person who deals with things lacking importance

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MAA

???..MAA???..


KYA LIKHU TUMHARE BARE MAIN MAA?..
KOI SHABD BYAN NA KR PAYE TUMHE?.

MAMTA KI MURAT HO TUM, BHAGWAN KI SURAT HO TUM?..
JB KHOLI ANKHEN YE DUNIYA NAYI, TUNE BAHON ME MUJHE CHIPAYA MAA?..

DEKHI YE DUNIYA TERI ANKHO SE, ACCHA BURA SAMJHAYE MAA?.
THAM HATH ME HATH MERA, PAG PAG CHALNA SIKHLAYA MAA?...

JAB CHOT LGI JAB DARD HUA, TERA NAAM JUBAN PE AYA MAA?..
JAB DAR LGTA NA NEEND ATI, TUM GOD ME MUJHE SULATI MAA?.

MUJHE BHUKH LGE TERE PASS ATA, TUM HATH SE KHANA KHILATI MAA?..
JAB DANT PDI M RO DETA, TUM PYAR SE CHUP KRWATI MAA??
????
ANKHON ME LEKE SAPNE BHUT, MUJHE SCHOOL CHOD K ATI MAA....
SOYE YASHU BHAR PET RAT KO, KHUD BHOOKHI SO JATI MAA?..

HAR KHUSHI MILE NA DARD MILE, HAR DUKH KO KHUD SAH LETI MAA?
MERE HAR ANSUN LE APNI ANKHON ME, EK HANSI MUJHE DE DETI MAA?..

GAR JAUN TUJHSE DUR JRA, NA KHUSHI CHAIN MILTA MUJHE MAA?
JAB KRU YAAD TERE PYAR KO TO NAINA CHALAK JATE H MAA?.

DUR H TUMSE BETA TERA, EK BAR TO PASS BULA LO MAA?.
JAGA NA JANE KITNI RATEN, GOD ME APNI SULA LO MAA?..

NA KRNA KHUD SE DUR KBHI KHI TADAP TADAP MAR JAUN MAA?.
MERI DUNIYA TU BHAGWAN BHI TUM, SB KUCH TUMSE HI PAUN MAA?.

YE JAAN BHI DE DUN TERE LIYE, YE KARZ CHUKA NA PAUN MAA?.
YE SAPNA H BS EK MERA, YE FARZ ATA KR PAUN MAIN?..



        ?????I LOVE U MUMMA????..

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Chicken Fried

There was a young redneck from Chapel Hill
He was good at cooking up quite a meal
While known near and far
For stewed alligator gar
His specialty was chicken fried road kill 

© Mar 13 2010      Charles Henderson

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Gar From Mars

There once was a man named Gar,
Who came from the planet Mars.
He had fun in the sun,
As he toasted his buns.
And slurped his drink from a bar.

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Missing Stuff



Since moving to our brand new home
There's things I haven't found
Like my pair of pearly white dentures
And Dufus our basset hound

Still haven't located my tightie whities
People are holding their noses
Till I find 'em gonna use lots of cologne
And carry a bouquet of roses

Now certain things take top priority
Like oil for my artificial leg
The damn thing squeaks unmercifully
“FIND THAT OIL!” Cathie begs

The kitchen stuff's in the living room
We're sleeping out on the lawn
Neighbours are peering out their windows
Expecting some “goings on”!

All things considered we're doing fine
Minor inconveniences they are
We'll soon be sleeping in out of the rain
And be happy campers, by gar!


© Jack Ellison 2013

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Godzilla's Rippa Summer

Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Poetic Lyrics By Thomas Lam Hsi


THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE GOD...THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY...WHO ALONE CAN
SAVE FROM Satan...who plays 'all' roles...the devil...the 'Lord Jesus'...
the 'Father'...the 'Holy Spirit'...all 'Other Gods'...and 'alien gods'...HE...THE
LORD JESUS CHRIST HIMSELF IS FULLY GOD AND MAN...AND HE ALONE...
IS THE ONLY WAY TO GOD THE FATHER...and to an Actual Heaven!



Porche...Super...Cars...YES...molten-green...neon-lights...WOW...
Godzilla's...Rippa...SUMMER!

Aero...NAUTICAL...GLASSES...YES...blue...rose...or-green...WOW...
Godzilla's...Rippa...SUMMER!

C-gar...SMOKE-'N-MIRRORS...hazy...dreams...and...LAZY...VELVET...
RED...CURTAINS...BOOM!

Nachos-'n-cheese...DOGS-'N-RELISH...'n-peppers...YES...pretzels...
'N...DATES...WOW...GODZILLA'S...RIPPA-SUMMER!


Lauren...LEATHERS...STILL-ETTO...BOOTS...WOW...a...hot...DATE?

Emerald...green...facets...of...BLUE...'N-RED...M'TALLICS...a...WINGED...
BREACH'N...HORSE?

Tokyo...Paris...New-York...LA'S...BEST...WOOD...HOLLY-WOOD...
YES...Godzilla's...Rippa...SUMMER!

London...Chicago...SYM'PHANIES...oh...WOW...the...BOOM...the...
CLASH...Godzilla's...Rippa...SUMMER!


CHORUS:

A...line...'n-the-sand...a...GANG-a-BOOKS...a...PRINCESS...a...SUPER-GIRL?

GOD...ZILLA'S...RIPPA...SUMMER...the...BOOM...the...CLASH...the...CHILL...
The...SPINY...THRILLS!

A...chorus...LINE-PUMP'N...a...STRING-OF...MELODIES...an...AGENT...
A...CLASH...a...WARP...a...RIPPA-SUMMER!

GOD...ZILLA'S...RIPPA...SUMMER...the...BOOM...the...CLASH...the...FLASH...
The...EYES...of...GOD...ZILLA'S...RIPPA...SUMMER!

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Aj Kal

Be matlab kon pyar jatata hai aj kal,
Har koi waqti sath nibhata hai aj kal,

Bhaatke ho'on ko raah dikhane ke aarh me,
Har koi raah apni banata hai aj kal,

Miltay hain sabhi pyar se gar waqt ho achaa,
Mushkil me har ek mun he chirata hai aj kal,

Sub khuwan-e-enayaat hain doolat ke badoolat,
Ghurbat me bhaala kon khilaata hai aj kal,

Bus naam ke he reh gaye hai dosti yaare,
Har koi jaan apni churaata hai aj kal,

Ronde ho'on ko aur rond dete hai dunya,
Girte ho'on ko kon uthata hai aj kal,

Matlab piraste ka he hai sub mamla warna,
Rothee ho'on ko kon manata hai aj kal,

Sub teer chalate hain zabanoo se diloon par,
Zakhmoon pe marham kon lagata hai aj kal,

Kon seeraab karta hai kise ke tishna labbi ko,
Har koi apni pyaas bhujata hai aj kal,

Ye tanz nahe karwe haqeqat hai jahan ke,
Apna sukoon kon lutaata hai aj kal,

Be matlab kon pyar jatata hai aj kal,
Har koi waqti sath nibhata hai aj kal,

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To Hear Their Car Beep



Old folks forget where they parked their Jeep
They wander around almost falling asleep
Till there's just one car
That's our car by gar
But still push the button to hear the car beep!

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Mairy Nabi ki shaan

Koi basher kehta hai une to koi kehta hai 
une noor
Sb otna he kehty hai jine hai jitna shahoor

Gar unki hasti ko samjna hai to pehly 
paida ker shahoor
Mat khud ko olja is mai mat logo ko lara is 
mai 

Unki hasti k 3 goshe hai samjata hon tme 
mai
Ya rab ager gustakhi ho gai to mafi chahta 
hon mai

Basher k lie banaya basher nooro k lie 
banaya noor une
Khud apne liye banaya khuda nai 
HAKIKAT O MAZRIYAT une

Basher ager khuda ko daikh sakty to hoty 
na kbi MUSA behosh
Noor k ander itni takat hoti to jalty na 
JIBRAIL par

Mery NABI KI SHAAN ko daikhna hai to 
daikhu waha sy
Jaha py khatima howa BASHRIYAT O 
NOORANIYAT ka daikhu waha se

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River Life

River Life

A river is a living thing that sings to clear blue skies,
while deep within its eddies White Bass, Gar and Blue Gill lie.
One great miracle's the Salmon, who upstream bravely flies.
As strong rapids churn white waters, this spawning fish leaps high,
to strive to do its mating and in three days surely dies.

11/15/16

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AHOY THAR !!

I thought for this'n I be a dodger,
But the Cap'n told me to hoist the Jolly Roger.

Skull 'n Bones on Black in the air,
Ye know, matey, that I be thar.

Me peg leg be a clompin' so loud,
Ye be sure to find me, even in a crowd.

With a patch o'er one eye 'n me parrot too,
Ye be sure that we be lookin' fer you!

Cutlalsses out 'n daggers in our teeth, 
Ropes from the yardarms, hangin' b'neath.

If'n ye see me thar up on the deck,
Ye can be sure I be wantin' to put a rope 'round yor neck.

We be after the spoils of a bounteous sea,
That means RANSOM to you...GOLD for me!

For we be sellin' you to someone for gold,
'Else ye be not gettin' very old.

'N if we be needin' any more,
We be a takin' all them trinkets in ye ship's store.

Our Cap'n orders the ship turn about,
We be after yorn, without a doubt.

The Cap'n be a mean'un ye ought to know,
He be a blood spiller from long ago.

That's why he be the Cap'n ye see,
'N the crew to his word, we all step lively.

I seen him cut a man in two,
Cut out his heart, 'n eat his liver too!

So I be doin' what he tells me I should,
'Else I could become the Capn's food.

Any man of our crew ye would not want to see,
They be all cutthroats, just like me

The crew is lively that's for shor,
Especially when we get ashore.

We take no baths and get no scrub,
We be downin' all the ale, left in the pub.

They may look dirty and smell to thee,
But they be pleasin' 'n have a sweet aroma to me.

Oh, the pirate's life is one o' glory,
'S long 's ye be 'round to tell yer story.

'N one thing more I be tellin' you,
A'for I go 'n get a brew.

You can tell one's a pirate if'n ye want to seek,
Their talk is filled with contractives and other speak.

They eat only meat 'n fish fer no Gar,
"N at the end of their words, they al'ays say RRRRRRRRRRR!

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Dil bardashta hoye hum to

Dil bardaashta hoye hum to koi mazaa nahi hai jeenay me,
Sabhi kamaan liye phirtey hain teer pewast hoye hain seenay me,

Dam ba dam barhte hoye becheni ajab toofan ki se khamoshee,
Abhi gardaab me bhi phaasna hai kahan ab jan hai safeeney me

Sitam kuch zeest ne kiye hum par kuch dehar ki rahi meharbani,
Rafeeq kon banega apna sabhi masroof hain bus keenay me,

Justujoo ban gayi qatil apni kinaarey kar liye muqaddar ne,
Har ek chaah rahi la hasil khoon shamil hoya paseeney me,

Rawish qayam hai wohe dunya ki phaal mera ho mushaqqat teri,
Zarb lagti hai kaleejay pe sadaa kahan insaaf hai qareeney me,

Jokh dar jokh chale atee hain dard ankhoon ko mekhana keh kar,
Zindagi ban gaye ho gar sakhee harj koi nahi ashq peenay me,

Raah me bikhre hoye pathar ko utha lete hain yehe soch kay hum,
Wo bhi pathar hai qeemti hi sahi khas kuch bhi nahi nageeney me,

Dil bardaashta hoye hum to koi mazaa nahi hai jeenay me,
Sabhi kamaan liye phirtey hain teer pewast hoye hain seenay me,

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Kyon kare koi baharon me nigahbaani meri

Kyon kare koi baharon me nigahbaani meri
Jaa nahi sakti yeh khoo-e-chaak daamaani meri
Karle jitna hosake tujhse sitam ai aasman
Rang layegi kabhi to naala-e-samaani meri
Was'ate dil dekhiye gar dekhna hai aapko
Zaahri parda hai shaan-e-tang daamaani meri
Aastane dost ke sajdon pe hai naaze urooj
Kab kisi ke saamne jhukti hai peshani meri
woh to Akhtar aaye the bahr-e-Ilaaj-e-dard-e-dil
Badh gayi kuch aur bhi lekin pareshaani meri
                                                (Akhtar Muslimi)

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Garden

Garden

Dancing in my gar/
den, I bet you're redolent,    (of) 
daffodils and mor/
ning dew and sun kissed grapes, your 
tongue the color of rainbows.

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Preying Mantis

Northern style with whirling a momentum kept
Southern style quicker and hidden short n sharp


Ref.Kung-fu styles
The Southern style was not based on Mantis movements at all.
But called such to confuse the Qing government –it was actually Chow Gar.
I bet that’s bored you all a little !
Carry on with your burgers !

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Winter Schmunderland



Winter Wonderland, Winter Schmunderland
I've had it up to my ying yang
If I never see another snowflake in my life
My big bass drum I'd bang

Wonderland, Schmunderland, I've had enough
Don't know how I've made this far
Except for those few times in the loony bin
Still have my marbles, by gar

Well at least I think I still have my marbles
But sure wish I could feel my mouth
This Winter Schmunderland is really for the birds
Even they have sense to head south

Winter Wonderland, Winter Schmunderland
Who really needs all of this crap
I'd certainly be a very much happier camper
If I could wear a hat without flaps

  

© Jack Ellison 2014

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Nehan hai khoo-e-sayyadi hamare bagbanon mein

Nehan hai khoo-e-sayyadi hamare bagbanon mein
Anadil baag ke gaafil na baithein aashyanon mein
Bas ek ehsas-e-azadi se dil hai mutmain warna
Qafas ka rang paida hogaya hai aashyaon mein
Khabar kya thi baahar-e-gulsita yeh din bhi aaye ga
Satayegi qafas ki yaad humko aashyanon mein
Khuda ki shaan us par aaj hai ilzam-e-gaddari
Abhi tak jo tha rasm-e-wafa ke razdanon mein
Hamara naala-e-gam aaj unhi ko nagwara hai
Pada tha halqa-e-ta’at hamara jin ke kanon meing
Chaman mein unko wahshat hai hamari hum nasheeni se
Jinhe kal tak tha behad uns humse qaid khanon mein
Koi isko khizaan samjhe ki fasl-e-gul kahe Akhtar 
Nawa sanjaan-e-gulshan noha gar hain gulsitanon mein