Dori Poems - Poems about Dori

... Tu nazm banke sang chalna Main shabd banke tujhme utaroon. Shabdon ki dori banke tu, jehan mein utarna Main bol banke tujhme samaoon. Nazm jaise rag rag mein bas jaoon Geet banke saavan jais......

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...Akogun Eda E ba mi wa eda Eda adapa lo soja Eda to lori meji Eda abaya ganga E gbe kini yi wa Emi lokan Egbeje kole daa duro Egbeegberun ko to bee pelu Emi lokunrin meta soso Afefe k......

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...When I walk through the fire The situation dire Stuck in mud and mire Being accused by the liar Jesus you are with me You are the strength within me you walk beside me I never walk alone x2......

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..."Mama" is usually the first word we learn to say the love and bond that is formed long before our first day Moms teach us how to speak, and to do what wrong or right they lovingly watch ove......

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...Time sada chukay bilu Mori Gal vich eday kali dori Time sada chukay bilu Mori Shayer babu ay munda lahori Time sada chukay bilu Mori Baanh vich kara chapal peshori Time sada chukay bilu Mori A......

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...My mother, whom I still can call any day. My grandparents all long-since passed away. My dad, deceased, I hardly got to know. My stepdad who sadly died years ago. My daughter and her family s......

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...When we are together, we are a sight to see – Sisters! Things always seem just right when I can have with me – sisters. One named Jennifer is nurturing and compassionate. She was born after me; ......

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...Teri yaad Muskurahat mai khoya Baat dil Mai liye arman Dhakan hai naraz Janey kaab hogi mulakat Taman hai jo ban gayi Badua Dori ka ehsas Kagaj mai chipa hai Waqut ki phehchan Kac......

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...very timid nymph entwined black silky hair ......

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...Inside our parents’ bedroom by the door, our sister Jenny played the old piano. From all of us a melody would soar in varying degrees of voice soprano. A high soprano Jennifer would sing as pr......

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...Here you are, only twelve, at our kitchen table. Such a carrot top you were! Strangers used to think you were our red-head mother’s natural son. And here’s that photo you took of me at college. ......

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...The number of us children growing up was eight. Each Thursday night was special, for our Dad got paid, and we would eagerly and hungrily await his bringing Henry’s fries and burgers home. Hur......

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...No flowers in the field Sadness today I wear upon my heart a shield For in this field love grows No harvest Why? Only God knows Each season bears the same Unharvested love So you wonder why they c......

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...Wake me tomorrow, In my peace… For in this world, I will not be. Other shores I pass on to An enlightened soul, new. Wake me tomorrow, In a new realm. My soul will last, Far past what I......

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...Love, the ultimate emotion, sacrifice, gift, The mover of this earth, causing it’s shift. Emotion of giving, my heart on this earth, It’s here for the taking, for whatever it’s worth. Promises ......

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