Best Mila Poems
Babies crying in an orange,
Evening breeze.
Instead of hot dogs I get slobber.
Nudging branches away from the soft and sweet head,
Geraniums droop into view while we climb.
Her elbows folds tight against my body, safe from the forest chill.
Unknown shrieks are heard somewhere deep in the verdant, carpet of trees.
Mila chucks her nook in response, complete, blind confidence in herself.
Ascending to the dirt road troubles ease as we flatten out.
Never had we a care, never had we a worry.
Mene jab-jab dekha andhera dikha
Khwab bhi mele the dhuan dikha
Mene zindagi ko jeene ki koshish ki
Jeene ka maksad bhi maut me mila
(Parth)
Mashallah mashallah
Woh oh ho..
Mashallah mashallah
Chehra hai mashallah
Naino pe naino ka
Pehra hai mashallah
Tujhko churaaya hai
Paaya hai yeh jahaan
Ho..hey..
Ho..hey hey hey
Mashallah mashallah
Chehra hai mashallah
Rang tere ishq ka
Ghehra hai mashallah
Tujhko churaaya hai
Paaya hai yeh jahaan
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey..
Ho..hey..
Ho..hey hey hey
Yo habibi mashallah antashakala ajimullah
Yo habibi mashallah yashok aani miliaai hai
Yo habibi mashallah roofzabargat ganini
Badmanini badmanini badmanini taaliho
Jalta hai jal jaaye
Jalta hai jal jaaye
Pighal jaaye zamaana
Main tujhse tu mujhse
Bus itna fasaana
Teri yariyaan dildaariyan samjhaaniyan
Mili mila mujhe milana
Mashallah mashallah
Mashallah mashallah
Chehra hai mashallah
Naino pe naino ka
Pehra hai mashallah
Tujhko churaaya hai
Paaya hai yeh jahaan
Mashallah mashallah
Arey sholon mein sharara hai
Taaron mein sitara
Kudrat ne fursat se
Banaya mera yaara
Teri chahatein meri raahatein
Hai ibaadatein
Tu mila mili mujhe khudaayi
Mashallah mashallah
Woh oh ho..
Mashallah mashallah
Chehra hai mashallah
Naino pe naino ka
Pehra hai mashallah
Tujhko churaaya hai
Paaya hai yeh jahaan
Yo habibi mashallah antashakala ajimullah
Yo habibi mashallah yashok aani miliaai hai
Yo habibi mashallah roofzabargat ganini
Badmanini badmanini badmanini taaliho
Ho..hey..
Ho..hey hey hey
Mashallah mashallah
Chehra hai mashallah
Naino pe naino ka
Pehra hai mashallah
Tujhko ko churaaya hai
Paaya hai yeh jahaan
Yo habibi mashallah antashakala ajimullah
Yo habibi mashallah yashok aani miliaai hai
Yo habibi mashallah roofzabargat ganini
Badmanini badmanini badmanini taaliho
Ho.. hey..
Ho.. hey hey hey
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Mashallah Lyrics Details
Song Title: Mashallah
Music Director: Sajid Ali, Wajid Ali
Lyricist: Neelesh Misra
Singer(s): Wajid Ali, Shreya Ghosal
Song Duration (mm:ss): 04:46
Movie: Ek Tha Tiger (2012)
Starcast: Salman Khan, Katrina Kaif, Ranvir Shorey, Girish Karnad
Director: Kabir Khan
Producer: Aditya Chopra
Banner: Yash Raj Films
Release Date: August 15th 2012
For more details: Ek Tha Tiger Movie Page
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Juzi juzi tulikuwa tunakutana
Kwenye mishwari tulipitana
Hili na lile tuliambiana
Menzangu ukaenda majuu
Kufika kule ukajiona wewe mungu
Uliotuacha huku nyuma ukatufananisha na vyungu
Haya yote yalinifanya nihisi uchungu
Lakini usijali siku hadi siku Nitarudisha zangu nguvu.
Umerudi jana, kimya kimya unaogopa kurogwa
Waache kurogwa wenye mahela Urogwe wewe hombolela
Kwa maalim ulifika
Dua na ubani ukaoshwa
Macho ya watu yasije kukudhuru Maana wewe ni kama nuru Kilaupitapo mwanga unazidi kuwaka
Shoga hatukuwezi
Huko majuu itabidi tufike
Hata kama kukifika kama wezi.
Leo tumegongana
Excuse me ukanitamkia
Kiswahili umesahau
Barabara zina vumbi sana
Watu huwawezi
Uswazi umewazidi
Sana wamekuwa wakaaidi
Maneno wanayo ongea unaona kwako si sahihi Sana sana unawalinganisha na watu wa chini
?Kila ukimaliza kuamkia
Mkono wako unaosha na sabuni
Maradhi ya uswazi unayaogopa
Usije ukarudi ‘kwenu’ na magonjwa ya kuporomoka
Kwa majembe na mashoka
Unagamba kama mungu kakupa vyema ya kuokoka
Shoga umetisha
Huko majuu mwenzagu hatusemi
Leo kunisalimia unaona tabu
Mila za kwetu kwako unaona kavu
Kila usimamapo unahesabu hadi tatu
Asije mshenzi kukupora ukahisi moyo umekuwa mchafu Maana huku kwetu wezi kweli ni tabu
Shoga tangu umerudi kutoka ulaya, hatukuwezi
Nakupa miaka kama kumi
Umalize katabia kauhuni
Umalize ulaya kuwachuna
Uje huku tukucheke
Maendeleo uliokuwa unayataka yamekupiga teke Aibu unawakataza kwenu wasipayuke Kwakeli wewe mtoto wa kike
Kubali yakubalike
Nafsi yako ifanye impumzike
Sahafat kar magar asool Kay Saath,,
Baran baran crore Kay bunglay na bana,,
Qatil group Kay khilaf awaaz to utha,,
Haq Sach ko jhoot say na Mila....
Note.syed iqrar ul hassan shame on you....
There are three of you, and I wonder now
For which do I fight, for which is my row (ra-ow)
For the past, where I lived so happy so free
I craved only moment, I gave all present me
I let it all bleed out moment at that time
I belayed all future, gave in to temp'ry mime
For present which really is my past
That soft dream I cradle fast
That friend I hold dearly rapt
Might not be my future, so precious wrapt
In my present see I future, perfect
Beautiful dream now here, flawless, democrat, elect
You here now are all for which I wish
Yet I cannot collapse, savor perfect dish
I dream of past, which was not sweet, sanguine
I live in present, easy, sublime
I hold out arms for future, believed, aligned
M which now passed, Mila gone into forever
R here in present, promising new life's lever
A for years fake future, sweet promise, alone never-never
You all call to me and I swivel my gaze
I know not which now I adhere to, my palais*
*palais - pronounced pa-laze, french, palace
Ye duniya Ye mehfil,
Teray kaam ki nahi,
Na tujhay Khuda mila,
Na tujhay Bhalu mila,
Ye duniya Ye mehfil,
Teray kaam ki nahi,
Mein tera baaap hun,
Tun mera baap na ban,
Yahan wahan phone kar,
Logon say khabar Lay,,
Zafar Khan baita kisi ko
Meri SUPARI Day,(2222)...
Note.Gunfire or Injection...
Gaal gulabi raang laal
Jo na mila gaal tumhara
Rangney ko gullal tho
madahosi key gubarey
rango ki beyhosi mai ghual
kar BHANG ka nasha dey gayi
aur kha gayi kar key honto ko
laal, Ladki key
Gaal gulabi raang laal
Gaal gulabi raang laal
HAPPY HOLI
WITH LOVE ALL
jagdish bajantri
Gaand ka dalya gaand ka dalya
Meri gaand ka dalya bana
Thora metha thora pani mila
Gaand ka dalya gaand ka dalya
Meri gaand ka dalya bana...
I am Alon Dy,
Son of Mila and Tong Dy,
Brother of Kissy and Milton Dy,
Who loves his wife and his family.
I am a nurse
Who touches the hearts and minds of the patients,
Who stands and fights for what is right,
Who knows his limits as a nurse.
I am a dreamer
Who has always option one, two, and three.
I never quit, as it is not in my vocabulary.
Just because others throw their hands up and cry,
Doesn't mean I'll just leave it high and dry.
I feel bad that some people are ignorant,
Talking *****behind your back like this and that
These people need to realize,
I do not mind and I do not care.
Backbiting, prejudice and hatred,
These are negative attitudes that need to eliminate.
Trust me, people still change and
Do this now while there is time.
So please, it is not too late.
Once again, I am Alon Dy
Who fears no one except God.
I understand I cannot please everybody.
I admit I make mistakes sometimes.
I say sorry, but still,
Need to love each and everyone.
I'm aware I have many friends.
I know I select only few.
I understand, yet wonder why I'm like this.
It's plain and simple,
Few of them are true.
Sam Adams
Lived in Medford Oregon
Where he ran a vacation home business
And was part of the Ashland Chamber of Commerce
Who were his adopted family
One day he was out on the mountain highway
Outside of town
When tragedy occurred
Out of the blue
In the dark,
on the way down the mountain…
Sam side-swiped a young doe (deer).
Sam wasn’t driving fast…
just wrong place, wrong time,
Sam never hit anything large…
even though Sam
lived in Oregon most
of his life.
It was horrific…
Sam had broken
her back leg
and watched
as she tried
to get away from him.
She was in shock,
in pain, and breathing so very hard.
Maria the deer
Said to herself
“Damn I encountered
One of those damn human creatures
Moma is always warning me about
Driving that mechanical monster
But he seems nice enough
Mama said
Some humans are decent.
Most are evil creatures,
Who want to kill all the wild animals,
With their guns, their cars,
Their pollution and their man-made
Climate change inducing wildfires.
Thinking they are God’s gift
To the world
When in fact
We all know
That Satan rules their dark, devious
Little hearts “.
,
Maria, helpless
Watched Sam calling
The Oregon State Police.
Although they dispatched an officer
they did not arrive
while Sam spent forty-five minutes
with this sweet-faced girl.
Sam finally had to leave her,
as it was pitch black
and he was staying
with her on the side of the mountain,
on the highway,
and in a dangerous area.
Sam hoped the OSP
Would arrive soon,
and were able to take her down.
Sam hoping
she was not
found by a predator.
Sam finally got home…
hugged his husband
while he slept
Sam sat down
surrounded by three of our four fur babies…
Bastet, Mila, and Ostia.
Posted his misadventures
To the world
What happened was completely accidental,
but the look in this young doe’s eyes,
will be with Sam for some time to come.
Sam did not own a gun
but wish he had a gun
and could have done something more.
Sam was still so affected
Thinking he had left her
suffering and alone.
Earlier today, I had a small-group evaluation
that I’ve been quietly dreading
and frankly, I wasn’t sure I was ready.
See, I’ve neglected things of late
I had the flu and couldn’t concentrate.
But once that was over, I could focus,
and I did some uneducated guessing,
about what the physiology skill-drill might be.
My group peer-assessed me, and those guys can be savage,
and a fail on the quiz could block my module passage.
I showed what I’d prepared, 2-hours focussed on things like prioritizing diagnoses.
Their questions were pointed but they didn’t reveal their prognoses.
How’d I do? I haven’t a clue.
I was quivering with exhaustion when I was through.
The professeur seemed pleased, and I got a few nods and smiles,
in my clinical-presentation debut.
.
,
A song for this:
Diary by Lucy Tun
You Need Therapy (Ready) by Mila Smith
non-compensatory - A fail in ED/PBL can block module passage
The fact that Jesus was a Jew
may seem odd to quite a few
Then eight days after Christmas, how about this
~ January first, New Year's Day, was his bris *
_______________________________
*'bris mila,' which literally means 'cov-
enant of the foreskin,' is the Hebrew
term for a Jewish ritual circumcision.
It is performed on the eighth day of a
baby boy's life. Jesus' bris, therefore,
was on the 1st of January.
read with absorptive guilt, aged sixteen; it haunts me and will never leave.
you were not live
died in the womb
before I could hold you
at birth and kiss your soul
my little princess
the moon in your heart
that failed to beat
tore the promise
of peace innocence desire
to walk by my side
and I grieve