Shaayri - Kavitaayein - Poetry by MWC Members
Na Dar Kabhi Sangharsh Se
Na dar kabhi sangharsh se
Kah sabhi se harsh se
Ban jaaye talvaar yeh ashruon ki dhaar,
Path bana tufaano mein,
Prajualit kar man mein angaar,
Ho utsahvaan, ban shaktivaan kar yah vichaar,
Chantegi dhund khilegi sunahri dhoop arsh pe.
Ki na dar kabhi...........
Paristhiti ho bhale visham,
Rakh dhairya, bana suavam ko saksham,
Kar aatmbal ekatrit,
Ho jayein kaante bhi pushp mein parivartit,
Asahajta, adheerta naho kabhi,
Rah nirantar prayasrat.
Kyonki kahna hai sabhi se harsh se
Na dar.............
BY: Jaishree'Gaziabaadi'
February 6,2013
Na dar kabhi sangharsh se
Kah sabhi se harsh se
Ban jaaye talvaar yeh ashruon ki dhaar,
Path bana tufaano mein,
Prajualit kar man mein angaar,
Ho utsahvaan, ban shaktivaan kar yah vichaar,
Chantegi dhund khilegi sunahri dhoop arsh pe.
Ki na dar kabhi...........
Paristhiti ho bhale visham,
Rakh dhairya, bana suavam ko saksham,
Kar aatmbal ekatrit,
Ho jayein kaante bhi pushp mein parivartit,
Asahajta, adheerta naho kabhi,
Rah nirantar prayasrat.
Kyonki kahna hai sabhi se harsh se
Na dar.............
BY: Jaishree'Gaziabaadi'
February 6,2013
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Identification
By: Hunyah Irfan
I walk out from place to place
Look out from place to place
Everywhere I’m in a role there is a shadow
Identification is hard to define who I am
I was living in the shadow for a long time
Never anything what I get to always had to be in a
shadow
Identification is now found I’m being who I am want to
present myself
Now I go from that phase where I was living in the
shadow
Identification is now found I’m being who I wanted to
be
Now be what I wanted to do
Not being in a shadow any longer
Being my own person, that’s my identification
Confidence is coming out all those days of tension and
stress is gone
After years have passed.
A new chapter of life is began reaching to end of time
where applications will come out
Some friendships are made for some reasons that lasts
Somewhere near there
My identification is found
Silence Is Gold
Silence is gold, I was told,It made a dent in my soul,
The dent turned into a hole.
Silence.....
And now that my soul is tattered and battered,
And all of it is shattered,
You can break the silence, I am told,
So I sit here wondering..
Is silence really gold?
By: Daisy (Mrs. Aaloka's friend)
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Welcoming New Year
Every year we welcome the grand New Year,
With hopes, sparkle in the eyes, and heart full of cheer.
Just a night back celebrating with near and dear,
Anticipating, with sunrise life will be in the top gear,
Leaving miserable despairs and dismay in the rear,
Making new resolutions as an ardent achiever.
Ever wonder, what day would truly dawn the New Year?
The day we would enjoy the freedom without fear!
Someone we could inspire and wipe off the tears!
Put off the burning inhumane fire and embrace each other!
Peace for the universe in everyone's prayer!
By: Jaishree'Gaziabaadi'
January1,2013
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I Am Famous
On your lovely photograph,
Give yourself an autograph,
Hold your hands together and telegraph
I am famous, You are famous,
Women are famous!
And will be famous!
We bring the beautiful gift of life,
Take so much pride as mother or wife.
In nurturing and bringing the smile,
From the golden morning to silvery night,
We always feel immense delight,
Work together to improve women's plight.So on your lovely photograph,
Give........
Women is the form of deity,
Glorious, gorgeous full of dignity,
An ocean of divine beauty,
So treat yourself as a celebrity,We'll be famous till eternity !
So on your lovely photograph,
Give.........
Fill the undesirable vacuum,
Try to come out of the cocoon,
Unfurl yourself and spread your wings,
Fulfill your wishes with unbeatable zing,
Hold your hands together and proudly sing,I am famous, You're famous,
Women will always be famous,
And on your lovely photo graph,
Give yourself an autograph.
By: Jaishree 'Gaziabaadi'
December20,2012
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Kavita
Neend mein lori kavita hoti
Ismen hi jgna aur sona
Jeevn bhi kavita hi kh len
Rhe bujhart kl kya hona ?
Jo mein, tum likhte , uska hai aadi aur ant
'Vh' likhta , kb patjahd ? hoga basant ?
Hm to ulte seedhe vakyon se poorn krte
Usko bin poochhe , ek akshr nhi likhte .
by: Kavita Gupta
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Hai Internet par sab Kurbaan
Hai Internet gajab kaa saathi,
Ik jamana tha,
Sandese pahunchate thei ghore haathi,
Intjaar mein ho jaati thi raat,
pahunchte tak badal jaati thi baat.
Phir aaya phonwa pyara,
Duniya ko mila bada sahara,
Jhatpat pahunche sab sandese raaton-raat,
Daalbhat chod, bhai karein bhabhi se baat,
Karein bhabhi se baat, ki dil ghabraye,
Ki sun naa le natkhat bahin naadaan.
Yahan nahin ruki yantron ki udaan,
Aaya computer,net, kya karoon bakhaan,
karoon bakhaan ki pal mein hote hajaaron kaam,
File, photo yaa ho chithee pyaron ke naam,
sammohan kuch aesa ki nahi rahta samay ka dhyaan,
AAGE AUR SUNIYE JANAAB;
Facebook ne hai karadi lakhon se pahchaan,
Bhool gaye hein bachche aur javaan,
ki kab karna hai snaan aur dhyaan,
Bas Atki rahti hardam, computer aur mobile mein jaan,
Aatki hai jaan ki, Google ki mahima niraalee,
Ghar bathe hi cheejein dhoond lo saari,
U-Tube par daalo saare khel tamashe,
Viral ho jaate pal mein, bina baje dhol -taashe
AAKHIR MEIN GUJAARISH HAI....
Doston, bas naa bhoolna kabhi PAASWORD apna,
Kadee suraksha mein hamesha isko rakhnaa,
Varna ruk jaayeinge sab jarooree kaam,
Aese Internet par sab kurbaan!!
Hai sab kuch kurbaan!!
Jaishree 'Gaziabadi'
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PYAARA BACHPAN
choot gaya pyaara bachpan,
kahe ye mera vichlit mun.
har saans mein basa tha raag malhaar,wo maan ke aanchal ka sneh dulaar,
bhai bahan ka sang sahar,nahi milta vo apnapan.
choot gaya vo nyaara bachpan,
kahe yeh mera vichlit mun.
saavan mein baarish ke cheentein,
koyal ki kuhuk sunte vo baag bageeche.
mitti ki sondhi khushboo ne,
kitne hi phuloon ko seenche.
raat or din dekhoon inka sapan
hai ye kaisa deewanapan
choot gaya vo komal bachpan
kahe...........
chuttiyon mein bulati thi nani,dadi maan se suni kahani,
darna nahi tum gudiya rani,
banna jaise Jhansi ki rani,
bada manmoji tha vo alhadpan.choot gaya vo niraala bachpan
kahe............
na sochi jeevan ki paribhasha,hoti kya asha nirasha.
kabhi hoti sakhiyon se anban,
bus bhare udaane antarman.
choot gaya vo chanchal bachpan
kahe...........
by: Jaishree'Gaziabaadi'
December10,2012
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Shove the Depression
Imposing restrictions on the expression,
Gradually leads to fatal depression,
In aggression wanna do destruction.Do not let the unfair happen,
This is very dangerous weapon.
Gently over come your emotion,
Take your time, no compulsion.
Think positive, make the choice right,
There is always a golden ray of light.Do not drown, take a deep breath,
Gather all your inner strength.
A true friend is the best healer,
Certainly you'll feel the fresh air.
Cheer up and get the smile you lack,
Be optimistic, never try to look back.
Promise yourself and make a deal,
Enjoy the life with full zeal.Shove the depression out of your mind,
Will wonder how your hidden art unwind.
By; Jaishree 'Ghaziabadi'
'Remembrance Day'
Loyal soldiers , who are made to lay their lives .
Leaving behind their families and loving wives
Truly they are our guide,shining stars in the sky .
We bestow our heads, can't touch their heights
Not Today, But always remember you with regards .
Impossible to repay by offering you, any big awards .
We humbly wish, May your pure souls rest in peace,
Towards your mission, keep on marching, with ease
Red color of flower, shows victory of your, red blood
Black color is the sign of mourn, means we are sad,
Kavita Gupta
11 -11 - 2012
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HAMARI PYARI MRS AALOKA
Sukomal,sudran,sukamini,
Hai vishal hridaye ki swamini,
Khilee sunahri dhoop see,
Laayi hein jeevan mein hamare,
Satrangi indradhanush ki vapsi.
Bolee nahi hai abla ab koi naari,
Chaahe pahno jean ya saari.
Banvaaya mahila shakti ka esa mandal,
Jo de hajaar watt ka jhatka,
Yeh hai hamari pyari Mrs Aaloka.
Hai vishal hridaye ki swamini,
Khilee sunahri dhoop see,
Laayi hein jeevan mein hamare,
Satrangi indradhanush ki vapsi.
Bolee nahi hai abla ab koi naari,
Chaahe pahno jean ya saari.
Banvaaya mahila shakti ka esa mandal,
Jo de hajaar watt ka jhatka,
Yeh hai hamari pyari Mrs Aaloka.
by:
Jaishree'Gaziabaadi'
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The Beautiful Readiness Center
Come on kids with dad and mum,
Get ready for enormous fun,
Enjoy being active and ready to learn.
Feel free and get the help you seek,
No matter what language you speak.
Every day there is a new draft,
Make beautiful arts and craft.
Sweet and sour stories are told,
Whether you are young or old.
Children give a nice hug,
Share their toys and do not bug.
When it's time to leave the teddy bear,
Kids explore the world without fear.
Do you know this place of wonder?
Where Mrs. Aaloka is the mentor,
and
Mrs. Rilling is the Queen and beauty of the center.
Yes my dear this is The Readiness center!
The beautiful Dunrankin Readiness center!
By: Jaishree 'Gaziabaadi'
Get ready for enormous fun,
Enjoy being active and ready to learn.
Feel free and get the help you seek,
No matter what language you speak.
Every day there is a new draft,
Make beautiful arts and craft.
Sweet and sour stories are told,
Whether you are young or old.
Children give a nice hug,
Share their toys and do not bug.
When it's time to leave the teddy bear,
Kids explore the world without fear.
Do you know this place of wonder?
Where Mrs. Aaloka is the mentor,
and
Mrs. Rilling is the Queen and beauty of the center.
Yes my dear this is The Readiness center!
The beautiful Dunrankin Readiness center!
By: Jaishree 'Gaziabaadi'
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TU
BAN KE AURAT
Khiltee kali si, aangan mein muskarati,
Gudiyon se khelti, kabhi baarish mein bheegti,
Chod aati hai vo masumiyat,
TU BAN KE AURAT.....
Alhad si dodti bhagti, navjeevan ke sapne hai sajaati,
Kaanton ka mile saath, phir bhi phool hai khilaati,
Chupa leti har gum ko aansuon mein,
TU BAN KE AURAT.....
Srajan kare srishti ka, sneh ka saagar lutati,
Na aane de aanch koi grah sansaar par,
Hai dhaal ban ke khadi ho jati,
TU BAN KE AURAT.....
Abhilashaon ke de aahuti, sangharsh se na ghabrati,
Asha ke naye deep jala, phir agrasar ho jati
Samarpit kar swajeevan 'Jai', saral nadiya si bahati jati,
TU BAN KE AURAT...
TU BAN KE AURAT...
ISLIYE.....
kAREIN AURAT KA SATKAR
Chahe dil sahe kitne prahar, Na hon band pragati ke duar,
Milkar lagao yeh pukaar, Ho utsaah ka nav sanchaar,
Nahi maanni apni haar, Nav nirmit ho yeh sansaar,
Pahna kar pushpon ke sunder haar, Aao karein Aurat ka satkaar,
Ki yugon yugon tak ho naari ko 'Jai', SHAT SHAT NAMAN BAARAMBAR
Khiltee kali si, aangan mein muskarati,
Gudiyon se khelti, kabhi baarish mein bheegti,
Chod aati hai vo masumiyat,
TU BAN KE AURAT.....
Alhad si dodti bhagti, navjeevan ke sapne hai sajaati,
Kaanton ka mile saath, phir bhi phool hai khilaati,
Chupa leti har gum ko aansuon mein,
TU BAN KE AURAT.....
Srajan kare srishti ka, sneh ka saagar lutati,
Na aane de aanch koi grah sansaar par,
Hai dhaal ban ke khadi ho jati,
TU BAN KE AURAT.....
Abhilashaon ke de aahuti, sangharsh se na ghabrati,
Asha ke naye deep jala, phir agrasar ho jati
Samarpit kar swajeevan 'Jai', saral nadiya si bahati jati,
TU BAN KE AURAT...
TU BAN KE AURAT...
ISLIYE.....
kAREIN AURAT KA SATKAR
Chahe dil sahe kitne prahar, Na hon band pragati ke duar,
Milkar lagao yeh pukaar, Ho utsaah ka nav sanchaar,
Nahi maanni apni haar, Nav nirmit ho yeh sansaar,
Pahna kar pushpon ke sunder haar, Aao karein Aurat ka satkaar,
Ki yugon yugon tak ho naari ko 'Jai', SHAT SHAT NAMAN BAARAMBAR
By: Jaishree
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WAH RI WOMEN COUNCIL
Hua yoon ki ek din,
mileen Dunrankin mein kuch women,
Kiya mrs. Aaloka ne ahvaan,
Aao karein kuch aesa kaam,
Har disha mein phaile apna naam
Yoon janmi Malton Women Council....
Anu ne thami iski dor,
Likhti rahi sandese bina hue bore,
Kafila badta gaya, ab nahi thi manjil dur,
Judeen nit nayi hastiyaan,
Kabhi baante gum, kabhi khushiyaan,
Yoon badi yeh women council.....
Khilayein kabhi bageeche mein phool,
Hai yeh itni super cool,
Chad gayin kitne sopan,na ho kabhi koi bhool,
Bhari hai umang,garam hai josh,
Gidha ke bolon par udaa dein sabke hosh,
Ithlati, balkhati 'Jai' wah ri women council
Wah ri Women Council........
By: Jaishree