Hindi Gazal

अगर आप शायरी और ग़ज़ल प्रेमी हैं तो आपके इस लेख में एक से बढ़कर एक अच्छी अच्छी ग़ज़ल या लम्बी शायरिया पढ़ने को मिलेगी| सभी गज़ले बहुत ही प्रसिद्ध कवियों द्वारा लिखी गयी हैं जो की दिल की गहराईयो को छूती हैं Hindi Gazal By Famous Poet Hindi Gazal 1) मुक्कमल किताब हूँ Gazal on Mohabbat मुक्कमल किताब हूँ तेरी ही अल्फ़ाज़ हूँ अधूरा सा खुआब हूँ पर लाजवाब हूँ सपनो में जो आई थी बस जरा सा मुस्कुराई थी ये देख दिल खुशगवार हुआ फिर मिलने का जिंदगी भर इंतज़ार हुआ बे इख़्तेयार प्यार हुआ न मेरा इज़हार हुआ न उसका इंकार हुआ फिर महबूब मेराज हुआ सारी मोहब्बत एक राज़ हुआ फिर ये मुकम्मल किताब हुआ|| ~Meraj Ibn Sami 2) Kabhi Shabnam Jagjit Singh Gazal कभी गुंचा कभी शोला कभी शबनम की तरह, लोग मिलते हैं बदलते हुए मौसम की तरह, मेरे महबूब मेरे प्यार को इलज़ाम न दे, हिज्र में ईद मनाई है मुहर्रम की तरह, मैंने खुशबू की तरह तुझको किया है महसूस, दिल ने छेड़ा है तेरी याद को शबनम की तरह, कैसे हमदर्द हो तुम कैसी मसीहाई है, दिल पे नश्तर भी लगाते हो तो मरहम की तरह ~Jagjit Singh 3) Intaha aaj […]

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shayarisms4lovers June18 250 - Chand – Ajay

Chand – Ajay

गंगा की शांत सतह पे वो एकादसी का चंद्रमा घाटों पे लगा वो नौंको का डेरा सीढ़ियों पे बैठे हम भी कुछ शांत से ही है लेकिन मन को है पानी के लथेड़ों ने घेरा मेरा मन भी है गंगा की गहराइयां लिए बाते बहुत सी दबी है अंगड़ाइयाँ लिए… मैं भी वो चाँद होना चाहता हूँ , खुला आसमान होना चाहता हूँ , फिर मन में एक ख्याल आया कि चाँद भी तो है आकाश में तनहाइयाँ लिए । दूर उस पार एक छोटी सी रोशनी नज़र आ रही है धुंध के बीच कुछ धुंधली सी नज़र आ रही है फिर भी बार-बार नज़रे वही जा रहीं है क्योंकि वही तो एक चीज़ है जो उस पार से भी अँधेरो को चीरती हुई आ रही है । शायद ये रोशनी होना ही सही होगा गम रूपी अँधेरो को चीरना ही सही होगा चाँद से उसकी चाँदनी को उधार लेके सितारों में खुद को खोजना ही सही होगा ।

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Top 7 Happy Republic Day ( गणतंत्र दिवस कविता ) Poems in Hindi

गणतंत्र दिवस पर कविताए : Read And Share Best Republic Day Poetries in Hindi. Great Collection Of Hindi Poems on Republic Day. 1. Best poem on 26 january in hindi “गणतंत्र” हर तरफ देखो लग रहा, “जय हिन्द” का नारा है.। लिए तिरंगा हाथ मे देश, झूम रहा आज सारा है.। आओ कि आया “राष्ट्र पर्व” गणतंत्र हमारा है.। नमन “माँ भारती” तुझे, दिया राष्ट्र पर्व प्यारा है.। 2. New Happy Republic Day Poems in Hindi आओ करे प्रतिज्ञा हम सब इस पावन गणतन्त्र दिवस पर हम सब बापू के आदर्शों को अपनायेगे नया समाज बनायेंगे भारत माँ के वीर सपूतों के बलिदानों को हम व्यर्थ न जानें देंगे जाति ,धर्म के भेदभाव से ऊपर उठकर नया समाज बनायेंगे आजादी को मिले हुये है अब अड़सठ साल क्या सही मायनों में हम आजादी के अर्थों को समझ पायें है क्या बापू के आदर्शों को अपना पायें है अंग्रजो की गुलामी से निकल कर हम क्या जाति, धर्म , गरीबी ,भष्टाचार जैसे मुद्दों से लड़ पाये है आओ आज करे प्रतिज्ञा हमसब जो गरीब के घर न जले चूल्हा तो हम भी निवाला नहीं खायें बीनता कचरा जो बचपन हम देखें रातों को हम भी न सो पायें शहीद सैनिको के […]

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shayarisms4lovers June18 87 - 25 Best Quotes By Poet Marc P. Robinson That Will Leave You Heartbroken & Inspired

25 Best Quotes By Poet Marc P. Robinson That Will Leave You Heartbroken & Inspired

Sometimes, it’s easy to be more supportive of and loving to our friends and family than we are to ourselves. But love goes both ways, and no one knows that better than writer and Instagram poet, Marc P. Robinson. His poetry and quotes seem to reflect his deep understanding of how important it is to cherish love in all of its forms. So, if you’re ever in need of an inspiration fix or just a reminder to live your own life, do your own thing, and always make room for self-love and self-acceptance, Marc P. Robinson’s poetry is the way to go. 1. Learn to forgive yourself again and again. “Whether he knew it or not, the life he lived was his penance. Punishing himself, for what he believes are his sins. Consciously or subconsciously, he creates the world he lives in. Never believing that he is deserving happiness, deserving joy. His self-destructive nature, in his eyes, and his eyes only, is justified. Everyone is deserving absolution, but he needs to understand, that he is the only one able to forgive himself.” – Marc P. Robinson 2. Dare to find love again, even when your heart has been broken. “You are […]

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shayarisms4lovers mar18 61 - 50 Best Tattoo Quotes & Short Inspirational Sayings For Your Next Ink

50 Best Tattoo Quotes & Short Inspirational Sayings For Your Next Ink

Short inspirational tattoo ideas and designs to keep you motivated every single day. Getting tattoos are often so important and meaningful to a person so why not ink an inspirational quote? Tattoos can be done spontaneously or planned out specifically, so let us give you some inspiration for your next one. Whether you choose a quote tattoo that you love from the list below and plan to go within a month, or you happen to remember one of the following quotes when its a Friday night tattoo roulette kind of night, there’s plenty of ideas to get some great designs flowing for a one-of-a-kind piece of art to put right on your skin. You can pull from these inspirational quotes for other reasons apart from tattoos as well. These are timeless quotes that won’t go out of style and can be relevant for the rest of your tattoo’s life. If you are getting your first tattoo, consider one of these timeless quotes for your first so that it can be a wise choice when you show your mom three years after you get it. Getting your first tattoo is a huge deal, so choosing what you want to be inked on your skin […]

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shayarisms4lovers June18 262 - You’re My Reason for Living | A Poem by Joseph Romano

You’re My Reason for Living | A Poem by Joseph Romano

Every placed I go your fair face beams. You are a beautiful woman, you’re the woman of my dreams. Your heart is loving and tender and forever forgiving. You’re the reason I’m here, you’re my reason for living. You opened your heat and gave me a new life. Then you made me the happiest the day you became my wife. And just when I thought you made me the happiest man in the world. You presented us both with a new baby girl. And just when I thought we had all the happiness and joy. You presented us both with a new baby boy.

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shayarisms4lovers June18 159 - The Fountain | A Poem by P.K. Deb

The Fountain | A Poem by P.K. Deb

Naturally, the colossal mountain was icy and rocky — stood beside the slum of the half-fed and half-naked in a desert, the prayer and the importunity of their hunger and thirst reverberated in the open air and the sky of infinity, vibrated even the hard heart of the icy-mountain and at last succeeded to melt it down to a little fountain for them. A responsibility geared the fountain to flow down with water and wealth for the ever-thirsty and hungry who fidgeted and wept lying on the foot of the mountain, hence, with a sympathetic fuel it rushed down to the desert. Still, it sang, made the rock to clap and the fishes to dance, continued its well destined, brakeless and nap-less journey till it reached the desert of hunger and thirst of the indigents and watched their dry faces who ran towards it tumultuously to immerse their curse of suffering in the water of the fountain. Alas, suddenly the fountain was surrounded by the pillagers — the sun, wind, rocks, sands, trees and other suckers who plunged in to the fountain and snatched the wealth first and at last, soaked and sucked the water to its last drop in […]

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shayarisms4lovers June18 276 - Pain Became My Friend Today | A Poem by Shannen Wrass

Pain Became My Friend Today | A Poem by Shannen Wrass

Pain became my friend today She showed me how to hide She’d been watching from a distance Every tear I cried Pain became my friend today Reached out her hand to me Then pulled me into darkness Introducing misery Pain became my friend today She’s emptying my heart She’s now my constant companion Tearing me apart Pain became my friend today She isolates my soul Now without her I am nothing In her I’m consoled Pain became my friend today Saw me kneel down and cry Then she lay down right next to me Kissed my joy good-bye Pain became my friend today Acquainted me with sorrow Who showed me how to dwell in agony And fear the break of tomorrow Pain became my friend today She’s making my heart cold Pain became my friend today The only hand I hold

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shayarisms4lovers June18 257 - Me and My Two Friends | A Poem by P.K. Deb

Me and My Two Friends | A Poem by P.K. Deb

Boiling of blood in the burning sun cooks the earnings for the three friends — me, my Heart and my Soul. Nevertheless, quite active we have been and blissful too in spite of sweat- bathing and inhuman fast breathing for making passive the curse of scarcity, well integrated we have been with all sorts of co-operation, care and love for disintegrating the black shadows of misfortunes and united we have been in expecting a golden hunger to be gifted to us for enjoying the poor dish as a royal one. Hence, we have been blessed to sit comfortably surrounding a discoloured wooden dining table with an ocean of hunger to float away all the poor dishes in a blink of the eyes with all the eagerness and satisfaction. Me and my two friends feed one another, feel good and sketch a blissful smile on our bright faces, thankful to divinity and dignity of work who bestow the suitable dishes for solicited hunger. Slowly and silently our dreamful slumber appears, invades each and every rooms of our entities and all the pains and strains gained disappear, replacing peace and comfort on a hard bed. Heart and soul lie keeping me in […]

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shayarisms4lovers June18 234 - Communist Pillow Talk | A Poem by Daniel Klawitter

Communist Pillow Talk | A Poem by Daniel Klawitter

“In my opinion, true love is expressed in reserve, modesty, and even shyness toward his idol, and never in temperamental excesses or too premature intimacy.” —Karl Marx, in a private letter, London, 1866. Come a little closer, my comrade and I’ll whisper my confession: Nothing turns me on like fighting against oppression! In the midst of class struggle there’s always time to snuggle. (Better red and in bed than bourgeoisie, I’ve always said.) Who cares if we wake the neighbors with the sounds of our surplus labors? For it’s more than evolutionary… If our love is revolutionary! So seduce me, my scarlet darling; let me give you a tickle. You got the hammer and I’ve got the sickle. Dialectical materialism is the tune to which we dance. Workers of the world Unite! There’s an insurrection in my pants. Visit Daniel at http://about.me/dklawitter.

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shayarisms4lovers mar18 188 - The Poor Truth | A Poem by P.K. Deb

The Poor Truth | A Poem by P.K. Deb

All the sceptic noses— flat or pointed Are shrivelled as something wrong in the air Surprisingly all hands— black or red Close their ears as something harsh to hear. Suddenly all heads—block or inquisitive Turn down as reluctant to feel and see And finally all feet— lame or sportive Run to avert something scaring and flee. ‘’Please don’t run away’’ cries out the stranger ‘’I want to change you all’’ he utters ‘’Don’t be afraid, I am not a beggar, Realize me, I am the truth’’ he mutters. Alas, the poor truth is miserably left alone No one returns to hear or bear it And care it sympathetically as their own, As to them, it is quite obsolete and unfit. A noise reverberates in the air and the sky Some lunatics approach to the fallen truth A samba they dance and sing to pacify The truth, lift it and sneak to their booth.

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shayarisms4lovers June18 266 - Sports Day and Exploitation | A Poem by P.K. Deb

Sports Day and Exploitation | A Poem by P.K. Deb

Hip – hip – hurray — The suppressed hearts must bloom today as the bloodless lips get back their lost smiles, Let’s play, the annual village sports day is on today. Hip – hip – hurray — The exploitation is on leave and departed with its ugly blood sucking oppression and grants a relief to the exploited today. Hip – hip – hurray — The blissful minds are absolutely unmindful to their plough, cattle, sweating, low-wage, poverty, indebtedness and illness today. Hip – hip – hurray — The indigents witness the annual smile on the face of the landlord fortunately instead of regular reproof and frowning today. Hip – hip – hurray — A rare competition is to be contested among the feeble who are already defeated and receded under compulsion today. Hip – hip – hurray — an amazement is to be ensued definitely as the heartless hands are preceded for the poor’s heartfelt enjoyment today. No more hurray, that’s all for today as the village sports day is almost over and the poor’s are to be refaced the demon- the exploitation with its oppression from tomorrow.

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shayarisms4lovers may18 75 - Bushwhacked | A Poem by Daniel Klawitter

Bushwhacked | A Poem by Daniel Klawitter

“The rules of fair play do not apply in love and war.” –John Lyly, Euphues: The Anatomy of Wit (1578). Of all her many weapons, it was her voice that left me voiceless— like sunrise on a battlefield speechless with corpses. I tell you that her words were like war— a skirmish of metaphors wounding my already purple heart. Ambushed and bushwhacked booby-trapped and blown apart in the jungles of despair— I was captured with multiple fractures and was unprepared for this guerilla warfare. I am listed as: a prisoner of conscience a casualty of her barbed wire kisses and the double-barreled shotgun of her cocked and loaded eyes. She hardly even cried when she pulled the trigger and said: “This is war, kid.” Now… Go figure. Visit Daniel at http://about.me/dklawitter.

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Neighborhood Disturbance | A Poem by Daniel Klawitter

Who knew it would come to this? Certainly not you nor the birds twittering in the tree. Or the squirrel fidgeting by the flowerpot — or the rain in the rainbow — no, not even me. Not even I could have guessed the things confessed by others carried on the gossip of a breeze. But we just sat there, quiet as leaves — listening when the disturbance suddenly ceased. Everyone was waiting on everyone else to see who might call the police.

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