ek chanchal aasmaan ,
jo udti chidiyon ka sahaara banta hai
Bottle main phasi woh chitthi
jiske liye samundar ka kinaara Banta hai
woh nanhe per. jinhe maathe se lagakar
devi ka darja diya jaata hai
usi ret main kahin uski laash dabi hogi
kyunki shyd woh bdi hogai
aur zamaane ki nighaaon main
uska darja bhagwan se utarkar
kisi khilone ka bnn gya
.
A playful sky,
which becomes the support of flying birds
That letter trapped in a bottle
for which the shore of the ocean becomes
those little ones, whom by pressing to the forehead
the status of a goddess is given
Somewhere in that same sand,
her corpse might be buried
because perhaps she has grown up
and in the eyes of the world
her status, descending from God,
became a toy of someone
“It’s a very beautiful bird. It can never be ugly!
It’s the most beautiful bird in the world!”
- Quote by Purnima Devi Barman,
Wildlife biologist who saved
Greater Adjutant stork species
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Greater Adjutant stork
Uncomely looks
Despised by all
For being ugly
No other fault
No graceful gait
No melody
Awkward height
Impolite eater
Unsettled gaze
A woman fell in love
Raised an all woman
Hargila army to save
To educate, made those
Who despised love the bird
Rescued,
Rehabilitated
Cared,
Now the storks
Live in peace
Love can change
Love can conquer
Love is best when
Under pressure, so
Says the saved storks
An endangered bird
Brought back to live
Just because one
Woman saw beauty
In this incongruous bird
It is the world of Shiva and Shaitan
It is the world of Krishna and Kant
Devi on Nandi holding Demon and Son
Devotees, Deities, Ash, Claps and Fun
Fragile girl carrying child in her arm's
Not mother but a sister’s virgin palms
To Die for him but not a bruise to touch
Just Bottom pinching nothing too much
Anguish in her arms to shut the door
Hammer or Paedo, they break the core
Unreal city under brown fog of cold dawn
Slogans, Sighs where savage zombie born
Cow with a nose grip lost her way
Is she mute or has nothing to say?
Another one eating her own skin
Is there Anyone left? kith or a kin
Her body is torn open with the blood
No milk, No Calf. Here screams flood.
Count the men; like the stars
All in red, A penetrated holes art
I shouldn't be walking; into the night
Alas! Walk 365 steps, back from his right
He can hear me, All can smell me
Even when I am a ghost to me.
They tie my legs, shouting for devi
Only ending up rupturing me without any tyranny
Who will hear my side of the story
You are only a victim , so hear his story.
When they say they fight for you lastly
Drowning drunkards say I'm the one Spreaded my legs.
Forgetting that mother's are still
Mother's for her sake.
Will I ever be not okay,
So I can cry out loud, it will be okay??
Who will not claim me wasted
They know me as a women wanted.
We are different in the name of world
Because we are the victimed one
Who he chooses for his own night
To penetrate the hole with all his weight.
Teedy day
Durgs oh durgs I don't need you up now
I was in your mud from that
Durga Devi given me lotous
I have a confiding divine lady
Smiled
When she speaks I remember that after also I have so much pain I can still laugh,
Because nope for her magic and All, just A smile which she share
Aaka cartoon happy teedy day
Bless me and boon me
With respect All
dr.jagdish bajantri
Coffee of flop poem
Dear readers,why do I again come to you to share coffee, you know
She left me with the Cup of empty,
Daily My pain of memories of our love
Become a Seed of coffee
She left by giving me silence shock
Ages are brought down with white beard
I am in shock that my mother Durga Kali consoled me to chew the bubble gum of spirituality A smile mother how to spit it off?
Spiting is a bad habit.
You and I in this beautiful world.......
Mother I scold you never ever abuse you secret,
........ dear readers I hope you enjoyed the time
Durga Kali Devi need to call me out of content
New year new poem the coffee of flop poem
With love all
OM jagdish bajantri0
With love all
OM Jagdish
Aghori tantracharya
Om Jagdish & durga Kali
Dev (kula)
Son. Krishna (brahmcharya)
Daughter, sarswati, clay son ganadish
OM Jagdish & renuka devi
Danav( kula )
Son ravan (yamraj) , wife sita
Son Shani Dev karma data
Brother Rahu & keytu
Younger sister vaishali
OM Jagdish & sarswati Devi
Manav (kula)
Daughter, vedantika ( fiance of danav kula Shani Dev)
OM Jagdish & vaishali
Lovers (Kama Sutra)
Rest respected (kula nayaka)
Hanuman ji guru
Narayan Ji measnger & vastu
A rat library
Flying bird
64 yogini
Sai baba
Devil.....
Respected manava as more than kula
Guru ji sant asharamji
Maruti b father
Leelawati b mother
Vidya Shree
&
Vaishali baskaran family
&
Foolish A smile dharma
Hindu
Place: 10th planet
Remark to this planet:*******************
OM Jagdish Aghori tantracharya
........................... ..............................
Bio,
mature, sincere, loving, and respectful,
Son of Brijnandan Prasad and Muni Devi,
Lover of natural beauty, beautiful wife, beautiful children and grandchildren,
Have deep loneliness for heavenly departed wife, find solace in the beauty of nature, passion for helping less fortunate people,
Apparently, no one fears me, May be burglars who don’t dare to victimize me, May be scammers who try to cheat me every day.
Love to travel and see European Countries & African Safary in native countries, Art and painting shows, My relatives in India,
Castro Valley, California,
Narain
Seeing my daughters, son, their spouses give me the sweetest beat,
Grandchildren bring joy and cheer to my aging heart, so neat,
Nothing more precious than those who are my own in this life,
Good friends overshadow earthly possessions, easing strife.
My chopies
Who told you that any goddess is your mother then other males God May be your father A smile this Hindu put so much aastha
Eswar ka sadhak key saath sambndh hona avashk hai
Kartvo ka sambandh aatma sey hona chahiye
Guru ka paalan hi dram hai
Mai bhik Mai apne astitva nahi khona chahata
Mai Devi ka wow sendoor jisey whoa khona nahi chahti
dr.jagdish bajantri
Aghori mhabharamnad
I learn to lead
"Kirat" I bleed
When adorned with anklets and bangles
I resemble devi, the purest of all
I inherit the power to end the befall,
I learn to lead
"Kirat" I bleed
Devi not only mirrors divinity & beauty
When adorned with armour and sword
I reflect the knight
No horror of darkness I'm myself the light,
I learn to lead
"Kirat" I bleed
The equation of excellence and failure
Has solely one thing to allure
Learning it is laborious to haul,
The task undertaken is surely to be achieved
As I bleed "kirat"
I learn to lead
What I called
Now my sandles get's hole
A smile like a crow
People think foolish when I
Speak with Devi Durga Prasad is
Butter I am nonsense
Because of My identity card
My feet rub clean with butter as I have a hole in my sandles
I can't be able to walk
Because if I do I sit a sat come
Pary her to My faith and true emotional behaviour on me because I boon and blessings by her butterfly love of each.......count less lessons what we enjoyed
With Love all
Jagdish bajantri
Page's
Thire in this world millions of people angange with pages
Since from your child hood we went to Sail in a boat to find a shoure
We know how much pain of price you have
In the Box of books
We must gave make up to your love
Truth can't be deny
Ohh poet ohh a smile you misschief to purpose in your way
My dear
Giving My peck on your check
I love you Devi Saraswati .
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
The tower of greatness
Tamed the colors of your beauty
You're a realm of bliss
A kingdom great and mighty
The contour of your terrains
Is as sacred as you mountains
The glimmer of your grains
Can ease the worries and pains
The charm of Devi
And the might of Deva
Can lay down the worry
And wipe the bad karma
The path to Nirvana
Could be long and winding
But the heart of Samsara
Is brave and unyielding
There is bleakness in the evening
But there's hope in the morning
For behind all the mourning
Your sun is brightly shining
The day was the day
Don't think these words coming from my heart
My soul my soul playing music on behave of our love
See the clouds it's the same cloudy like when it's fell on us
A smile like a crow you demand me as a queen hold the umbrella properly
The day was the day
The ride on the bike when I ask you to adjust the helmet properly and colsed my eyes a smile like crow onto the fly over I tense about your soul
But over love adjust it
Like the flowers aroma bring down for we put to God & devi sprated like coconut in her feet and blessed that go fly your emotions because apart from living each other and make a lovely days which you remember the day was the day....................................... Fill in the blank where are your soul for me
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri
My eyes
I can see but your blessings
Along with my obsesed love and care is behind me
what I can see by close Eyes
When I am going to pray
What should be this game
You will go behind me and I
Murmersing chatting of my welcome dreams if you know to play a game then I put the flowers into your long braided hair what could be the way that our souls are in our eyes
Sarswati Devi namo namha
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri
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