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Sterling beauty, scintillating green,
The morning's bright.
The pulchritudinous scene,
Let us conserve this, why be mean?
The trees are a sight to see,
They give shade and beauty to you and me.
Birds and squirrels make their homes and hide,
Bunnies and deer live together side by side.
The lunch foils, the banana peel,
Thrown in bins, with green zeal.
Our Mother Earth is clean,
Let us conserve it why be mean?
We follow the 3 Rs rules,
Spreading awareness with our vigorous modules.
We throw our litter in the bin,
Because we know, it is a perishable sin.
Let us plant more trees
Let us not cut them down
Let us be more discreet
Let us not let mother earth frown
Save the lovely greenery.
greenery, greenery.
Save the lovely greenery.
Save it if you please.
Copyright © Paarth Wassan | Year Posted 2023
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You are the light, scintillating inside me,
Giving me bliss and abundance of glee!
I can not promise you divine,
But I can turn you into mine!
Supining the aurora,
Gazing at the night stars!
With you, it's like Euphoria,
You are the aid of all my scars!
I want ya forever, I miss when we sway
Just wanna know if it's ok to be seeking you this way...
I know that you don't wanna be with him,
I could see the blaze getting dim.
Beautiful eyes, a tender heart,
And a smile that is precious and sweet.
Waiting for you to come soon,
And when we'll meet...
Copyright © Paarth Wassan | Year Posted 2023
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Kehne ko toh ghar ki sabse badi,
Pr vaise sbki jaan hain woh.
Sbki pareshaani lekr,
Khud rehti pareshaan h wo.
Parivaar mein sabka khayal hain rkhti ,
Pta nhi kaise prr vo nhi thakti
Kisi ko nhi dekh skti pareshaan hn,
Kyunki poore parivaar mein toh unki bsti jaan h.
Kismat waalon ko hi milti h maa,
Warna unse jaake poocho jo har wakt kehte hn tu khaan h maa.
Meri zindagi mein sbse pyaara tofa maa h,
Hrr pal vo sahi jo unki dikhayi raah h,
Bss ab uss pal ka h intezaar
Jb meri wajah se hi hongi khush vo aur meri wajah se khush hoga parivaar
Unka hrr khwaab unki hrr soch ko poora krna h
Bss maa, tere liye hi jeena tere liye hi marna h…..
tere liye hi jeena tere liye hi marna h!!!!
Maa you're the best !!
Copyright © Paarth Wassan | Year Posted 2021
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The smile that gives me warmth, love, affection,
The smile that contents me,
The smile that is a combination of care and friendliness,
The smile that refills the confidence to achieve,
The smile that brings a twinkle in eyes,
The smile that is adorable, satisfactory, affectionate,
Yes! It's my MOM's smile that is the most precious one for me!
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When you think of a goal and you want to come to a step near,
Just hold your breathe and overcome every fear.
Times would come when you can't move a single step ahead,
Just wakeup from a comfort zoned bed.
At times you will want to hold the hand in a smooth way,
If you are afraid, then wanting the oceans will set you up with bay.
When you think of crossing a hurdle it just that simple dear,
Just hold your breathe and overcome every fear.
It's always the fear that pushes you back,
But life not always gives another chance for a worth comeback.
Just close your eyes and face what you are afraid,
Gift your life the beautiful dreams and in return getting happiness would be a trade.
When you think of reaching somewhere you have to bring joy not a single drop of tear,
Just hold your breathe and overcome every fear!
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In the land where pyres light the skies,
Why do you snatch her voice, her cries?
In Hindu rites, sons alone hold the flame,
But where’s the daughter’s heart in this game?
She’s “impure,” they say, her blood's a sin,
But who’s the one who deemed this within?
In life she gave care, in death she’s shunned,
From the sacred rites, she’s swiftly outruned.
And Islam, oh, do you hear your own creed?
You wash her hands of the dead, then impede.
In silence, she mourns what was lost and dead,
For dreams left unspoken are words never said.
She bathes the dead but stays far behind,
A soul’s last journey and she's left blind.
Tell me, Quran, where is this decree?
Where’s the verse that silences she?
In churches, the men hold the holy scroll,
The women in pews, taking no role.
Oh, Christianity, aren't you love’s core?
Why do women not lead, why are they ignored?
She births the life, but she cannot mourn,
From pulpit to pyre, she's cut and torn.
Saints and sinners, equal they die,
But in death’s rituals, why's she denied?
From every faith, the appalling shackles are clear,
Men stand tall, women disappear.
In rites of death, she’s cast aside,
In life’s last breath, her worth denied.
But these beliefs are bound by time,
Exclusion itself, a gigantic crime. Her absence, though deemed quintessential,
Now must break the legacy, once so reverential.
It’s time to rise, it’s time to see,
That women deserve equality.
Let daughters stand with sons at pyres,
Let mothers mourn beside funeral fires.
Symbolic roles, or parallel prayers,
Let women be seen, let’s strip away beware.
For faith that’s true, for faith that’s kind,
Let’s leave exclusion far behind.
Copyright © Paarth Wassan | Year Posted 2024
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Bebe taan sirf naa ae,
Tu ta mere lia rabb di tha ae.
Main te rbb da shukr adda hr pl krdaa,
Ki onne odda roop hi mainu de detaa…
Mere lai sb kittta,
Mere lai apna sb chddeya….
Hr dukh, hr pareshaani nu le lende o,
Ptani pareshan hoke wi kiven hss lene o….
Bs hun ta rbb toh ae hi h ardaas,
Mere khushiyaan wi hun chli jaan meri bebe de paas…..
Love you Bebe !!!
Copyright © Paarth Wassan | Year Posted 2021
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The last months were a challenge,
Like nature was taking a revenge.
People were giving up on their lives,
Many men left the world leaving alone their wives.
We used to go to shop things,
Now pain, trouble and frustration loudly sings.
This whole world has paid a huge cost,
Not only the lives but someone's childhood was also lost.
Our homes were the cages it was difficult to breathe,
Some had no food, some had no shelter now it's nature's turn to mistreat.
Neither the Prime minister nor the public could be asking for somethings.
It was the nature now that come up with it's worst version and brought up all these things.
Somewhere the virus, somewhere the fire,
Now only lives could be admired.
I felt the pain the need for food,
I felt the heat out of the woods.
I saw a man asking for a single meal,
I saw areas and areas with that painful corona seals.
Nature served us with many lessons,
I miss those days at school instead of online sessions.
I wish this shall too pass,
I wish now we start saving the earth rather our class.
Copyright © Paarth Wassan | Year Posted 2021
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