
BEYOUTEA>A POETRY REVOLUTION>PEACE
MAKE EARTH GREAT FOREVER
NOTHING IS NOT TRUE
एक पसर धुप उगाऊं छतसे बहकर गिरे मेरे आँगनमे,
दोकदम जैसे कायनात सारे चलकर गिरे मेरे आँगनमे।
इस ख्याल से कौन वाकिफ़ नहीं खुदगर्ज दुनिया सारा,
वो ख़यालात बेबुनियाद रंग बदलकर गिरे मेरे आँगनमे।
बड़ा अजीब फ़ितरत सा करामतहै तेराभी ग़ायब ख़ुदा,
दिखे अकबर कहर बरपाते तेरे नज़र गिरे मेरे आँगनमे।
मिरि महबूब बड़ी ख़ुब मोहब्बत भरी महफ़िल सजायी,
प्यारका एक मीनार ऊँचेखड़े ढहकर गिरे मेरे आँगनमे।
वो ख़ुमैनी हिंदी निकला ट्रम्प नेतन्याहूँ दो हिंदीयदुवंशी,
विरादरी बेआदरी देखे दर्पण टूटाकर गिरे मेरे आँगनमे।
आज मुश्किल से चाय बनाया गया आग धुँवा फूँककर,
जानेमन पीतेपीते आह प्यालीछूटकर गिरे मेरे आँगनमे।
LET'S GOODNESS A CHANCE : END ALL WARS
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Sublime Sunlight Strewn Spilling Scattered – into my courtyard

BEYOUTEA>A POETRY REVOLUTION>PEACE MAKE EARTH GREAT FOREVER NOTHING IS NOT TRUE
Spilling sunlight strewn sublime, filling scoop-hands, from the roof into my courtyard, As if the etire cosmos, in two steps, has stumbled scattered into my courtyard.
Who in this self-obsessed world is unacquainted with such thoughts? Baseless those musings, shifting hues, collapse all over into my courtyard.
Strange are your ways, O vanished God and, your miracles bizarre, Akabar’s wrath seemed kinder than your gaze befallen into my courtyard.
Beloved mine, once adorned gathering with love’s seet art, Yet the towering minaret of passion crumbled into my courtyard.
And lo! that Khomeini ancestered Hindi, and Hindians heir both Trump and Netanyahu, Witnessing kinship’s disgrace, the mirror shattered into my courtyard.
Today, having a hard time, I brewed tea over smokes and flames, But mid-sio, Sweetheart, the cup slipped, ah! into my courtyard.
LET’S GOODNESS A CHANCE : END ALL WARS
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