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ਅਸੀਂ ਗਰੀਬਾਂ ਵਿਚ ਨਸੀਬਾਂ ਹੰਝੂ ਹੀ ਲਿਖਵਾਏ ਨੇ
ਰੁੱਸੇ ਵੀ ਤੂੰ ਗੁੱਸੇ ਵੀ ਤੂੰ , ਆਪੇ ਈ ਹਕ਼ ਬਣਾਏ ਨੇ ,

ਖੁਸ਼ੀਯਾਂ ਖੇਰ੍ਹੇ ਮੁਖ ਤੇ ਤੇਰੇ , ਤੂੰ ਦੱਸ ਕਿਧਰੋਂ ਆਏ ਨੇ,
ਆਪਣੇ ਸ਼ੌਕ਼ ਮਾਰਕੇ ਪੂਰੇ ਤੇਰੇ ਚਾ ਕਰਵਾਏ ਨੇ

ਸਮਝ ਲਵੇਂ ਇਸ ਪਿਆਰ ਨੂੰ ਕਿੰਨੇ ਮਿੰਨਤਾਂ ਤਰਲੇ ਪਾਏ ਨੇ
ਹੁਣ ਸਾਡਾ ਹਕ਼ ਐਥੇ ਰਖ , ਕਾਹਤੋਂ ਜੀ ਤਰਸਾਏ ਨੇ

ਸ਼ਬਦ ਜੋ ਨਿਕਲੇ ਮੁਖ ਚੋੰ ਸੱਜਣਾ ਇਹ ਨਾ ਸਿਖੇ ਸਿਖਾਏ ਨੇ
ਦਿਲ ਚੋ ਉਠਦੀ ਹੂਕ਼, ਨਾ ਜਾਂਦੇ ਐਵੇਂ ਗੀਤ ਬਣਾਏ ਨੇ
-ਨੂਰ

Amrika

Hi Folks, I have penned- down my experiences of being a part of America.
I am sure you'll like the poem..

***********"Amrika"*****************

door de dhol te dollar lagde bade suhaane ji
dikhde saukhe amrika wich note kmaane ji

tarle minntaan karke apna mann samjhayida
15-16 ghante karke kamm kamaayidaa

sochaa'n fikraa'n tension rehndi sadaa saraahne ji
dikhde saukhe amrika wich note kmaane ji

bread butter di khaatir amrika wich vass gaye
butter breadaa'n khaa ke zindagi de sab rass gaye

hun aunde ne yaad kanak- makki de daane ji
dikhde saukhe amrika wich note kmaane ji

tez traar hai zindagi bani muthaaj machinaa'n di
juye wargi aithe badi craze casina(read casino) di

mehnat naal kamaaye aithe hi udd jaane ji
dikhde saukhe amrika wich note kmaane ji..

dharam karam di koi aithe gall vi karda nahi
saahebaa'n khaatir aithe koi mirza marda nahi.

mushkil aithe rishte saari umar nibhaane ji
dikhde saukhe amrika wich note kmaane ji..

aapas wich jad bandi naa eh wakh ho jande ne
kutte billiyaan paalke apna mann parchaande ne

kallepan nu door karn layi ehi khidaane ji
dikhde saukhe amrika wich note kmaane ji..

chakaachaund Amrika di ne khauru paa ditta,
dollar de laalach ne apna des chhudaa ditta

'Noor' door nahi din jad aitho'n chaale paane ji
Dikhde saukhe Amrika wich note kmaane ji...
Dikhde saukhe Amrika wich note kmaane ji...

-Noor

Good Bye...

Kinne saukhe ne bolne shabad wekho
Good bye, alvida, sayonara

Isde pichhe ehsaas jo hoye chhupeya
Pta chalda hai samay de naal yaara

Yaar beli sab chhadke tur challeyo’n
Kaahnu murhke milan da laayein laara

Bhalaa moye te vichhre kaun mele
Waras shah vi de geya eho nhaara

-Noor

Qudrat-e-Qaadar!!

Hi Folks,

A refreshing poem keeping today’s refreshing weather in mind.
Enjoy it…

Qudrat-e-Qaadar

Qudrat-e-Qaadar di Qaramaat di
ki mai aakhaa'n baat usdi baat di

tapdi dhukhdi dharat nu thand pai gayi
mili aj saugaat jad barsaat di
ki mai aakhaa'n baat usdi baat di...

nheriyaa'n raataa'n ch nheri weh turi
eh si dastak osdi shuruaat di
ki mai aakhaa'n baat usdi baat di...


jad oh barsaanda hai jagg wich rehmtaa'n
na kare parchol jaat-paat di
ki mai aakhaa'n baat usdi baat di...

kagzaa'n te lafz thirkan lag paye
chhir gayi jad taar si jazbaat di
ki mai aakhaa'n baat usdi baat di...

mangte haan jholi addke khare haan..
wich udeekaa'n bas teri khairaat di
ki mai aakhaa'n baat usdi baat di...


"noor" tu dataar hain beyant hain
mehrbaani teri har ikk daat di

Qudrat-e-Qaadar di Qaramaat di
ki mai aakhaa'n baat usdi baat di..
ki mai aakhaa'n baat usdi baat di..

FaceBook

“FaceBook”

Khatam hoya oh daur jadon vichhran te ronde si,
fer kado'n didar hoyu, iss aas ch jeonde si
Internet te ajkal vichhre vi mil jaande ne
facebook te message karke pyar jataande ne

ajkal yaraan di yaari te yaar nahi marde
janam divas wish karne layi hun call nahi karde
sim da balance naale apna samaa bachaande ne,
facebook te message karke pyar jataande ne

gall ayi hai yaad , kahi jo kisse syaane ne
sab kujh bhull janda, na bhullde pyaar puraane ne
labh labh pichhle pyaar kivein requestaan paande ne
facebook te message karke pyar jataande ne


ranjhe ajkal heeraan de layi kann parhwaande nahi
surat ikk dooje di wekhan nu tarsaande nahi
khich khich tasweeraan wekho upload kraande ne
facebook te message karke pyar jataande ne

navaan zamaana bada tez hai khauru paa jaanda
hunda baad ch facebook te pehlaan aa janda
khabre lokaan nu eh ki dikhlauna chahnde ne
facebook te message karke pyar jataande ne

dunia hoyi chhoti hun koi farak nahi painda
satt samunder paar hove, ya guaandh ch hai rehnda
login karke jhatt patt hi in-touch ho jande ne
facebook te message karke pyar jataande ne

ajkal di dunia wich yaar banaune aukhe nhi
rishte je jud jaan taan tod nibhaune aukhe nhi
khush rakhan layi sab nu, kayi saadhan ban jaande ne
facebook te message karke pyar jataande ne

maa da nahi mashook da ajkal pyaar bhaalde ne
peyo kol baithan naalon net te yaar bhaalde ne
ghar parvaaro'n "noor" eh bachhe tuttde jaande ne
facebook te message karke pyar jataande ne

-Noor

Maar Deyo...

Hi Folks,

Coming back with yet another unique and deep thought.
In this creation, one pregnant lady goes to a doctor to abort her child due to some reasons..
Lady already has one child and she doesn’t want another one.
And see, how doctor changes her mind…
Read the poem and give your feedback..

Lady to Doctor………..

Mai’n haan dukhre maari, mera rog nivaar deyo
meri kukh wich palde bache nu aj maar deyo..

ikk nu paaln poshn da vi zimma aukha hai
dooje nu taan mere layi hun jamm-na aukha hai

mere sir de utto’n ajj eh bojh utaar deyo..
meri kukh wich palde bache nu aj maar deyo..


nau mahine kukh de wich bass hun nahi rakh hona
soch leya hai ese layi mai’n usto’n wakh hona

dukh bache nu jamman da na dooji waar deyo..
meri kukh wich palde bache nu aj maar deyo..

kamar tod mehngaayi ne matt maari hai sab di
kiddan bhaana maanke rahiye vich razaa rab di

andar baahr baldi iss agni nu thaar deyo
meri kukh wich palde bache nu aj maar deyo..


Doctor akhir todi chuppi karke soch vichaar
uss aurat de utte kita shabdaa'n da parhaar

Doctor to Lady…….
(kehnda) kukh wich maarn naalo’n je kar ulta waar dayiye,
kyun na pehle jamme bache nu hi maar dayiye

kukh wich qatl kraake kasht sareerak sehna payu..
hasptaal de kamre de wich kujh din rehna payu..


dono ee qatl kahaavange je eh savikaar layiye
kyun na pehle jamme bache nu hi maar dayiye


Sun-de saar hi pairaa’n haitho’n dharti khisk gayi..
injh kurlaayi rooh ke maa di mamta sisk gayi

bhatk gayi saa'n rabba mera paap nivaar deyo..
meri kukh wich palde bache nu Na maar deyo..

Lady to Doctor………..

Doctor nahi Farishta tu jiss sabak sikhayeya ae
kalyug di iss maa nu mamta paath parhaayeya ae

nava noor te nava sawera nav-sansaar deyo
meri kukh wich palde bache nu Na maar deyo..
meri kukh wich palde bache nu Na maar deyo..

-Noor

Jashn-e-Jeet

Hi All,

Every Indian is hoping for India to win this world cup and why not…
After watching yesterday’s match and the enthu of Indians, I have expressed my feelings in my way.
A tribute to Indian Spirit….
I wish, I pray, I cheer, I hope for winning the final game.
Read the feelings of every Indian and enjoy the poem..


Jung Qaum ki ho ya Cricket ki ho
Jashan jeet ka bharta hai josh aksar

karke ghor sangharsh jo jeet milti
uska nasha bhi kare mad-hosh aksar

Aise toofaa'n jo kardein fanaah khalqat
rehte aane se pehle khaamosh aksar

Kachhuaa dheeme dheeme baazi jeet jaata
aundhe munh hi girte khargosh aksar

Pehle girna, fir girke sambhal jana
aise bante hain sarfrosh aksar

khoon khaulke aankhon mein uttar aaye
yun raqeeb ko kare rooposh aksar                >>Rooposh- Gayab,Disappear.Raqeeb- Dushman,Enemy
kab se India ko hai intezaar cup ka
ab toh laana hi hoga isbaar Dhoni

saath waalon ko dhool chataa daali,
(ab) neeche waalon ka karo sanghaar Dhoni

Kuch bhi karo, bas kuch toh kar daalo,
Hona nahi ab sharam saar Dhoni

Bhaarat-warsh ki unchi naak kardo,
Kardo Sachin ka sapna saakaar Dhoni
Kardo "India" ka sapna saakaar Dhoni
Kardo 'Noor" ka sapna saakaar Dhoni

-Noor

Kal ikk kavita adhoori reh gayi..

kal ikk kavita adhoori reh gayi,
Likhde likhde neend akhi'n, pay gayi..

akhraa'n ne akhaan naal ishareya
satar sainat maardi kujh keh gayi..

kal ikk kavita adhoori reh gayi..

walwale saade jagaake saun geya,
das khaa'n tainu neend kiddan pay gayi..

kal ikk kavita adhoori reh gayi..

ugalne si inqlaabi bol mai'n,
kalam kookaan maardi hi reh gayi

kal ikk kavita adhoori reh gayi..

farr-fraunde varkeyaan vi aakheyaa..
chhoh teri kyun saathon waanjhi reh gayi

kal ikk kavita adhoori reh gayi..

soch ne vi sochke sach boleya
thakk gayi saa'n badal karvat pay gayi.

kal ikk kavita adhoori reh gayi..

kalpna si ya koi kranti si eh
zehn wich jo ghar hi karke beh gayi

kal ikk kavita adhoori reh gayi..

furna si jo furr geya te turr geya
uthke raati'n poori karni pay gayi

Kall jo kavita adhoori reh gayi..

-Noor

zindagi kisi rel ki taraah...

Hi,

This time I have tried a different genre..”Khuli kavita”.
I am not sure how much successful I have been , in using this type of style..

Zindagi kisi rel ki taraah
patri pe chali ja rahi hai

farak hai ke thamti nahi
rukti nahi kisi station par

Rishte dibbon ki tarah judte hain,
toh kisi station pe chhoot jaate hain.

magar..zindagi kisi rel ki taraah
patri pe chali ja rahi hai

kuch musafir humsafar banke
fir agle hi mod se door nikl jaate hain

kuch log faatak ke uss paar se
haste hain, ghoorte hain, tippni bhi karte hain

magar..zindagi kisi rel ki taraah
patri pe chali ja rahi hai

chalti rahe toh acha hai..
darr hai ke patri se na uttar jaaye

apna toh hoga hi kahin,
auron ka bhi nuksaan na karde

zindagi kisi rel ki taraah
patri pe chali ja rahi hai

farak hai ke thamti nahi
rukti nahi kisi station par

-Noor

Akhiyo'n hanju wagde ne...

Hi,

I have tried to throw light on some social issues which come across each and every individual through one or the other sources.

Akhiyo'n hanju wagde ne...

Wekho neend kivein footpaatha’n te vi aa jaave
bhukh di maar to’n sateya hoyeya jootha kha jaave

kise gareeb de thand wich gode thodi'n lagde ne
eh wekh wekh fir akhiyo’n hanju wagde ne…

ajkal notaa’n saavei’n tolke mildiya’n votaa’n ne
kidda’n wajjdiya’n ajkal haqq sach te chottaa’n ne

aapu'n chune rehnuma appaa'n nu jad thagde ne
eh wekh wekh fir akhiyon hanju wagde ne..

maavaa’n bhainaa’n dheeyaa’n baajo’n ghar wich noor nahi
baaj enha de dunya khatam hai oh din door nahi..

jad bali daaj di charhke shole maggde ne
eh wekh wekh fir akhiyon hanju wagde ne…

kehnde puttraa’n jeda dunya wich sahaara nahi
aipar unha putta’n nu ee peyo di izzat gawaara nahi

vairi ban baithe putt ajkal peyo di pagg de ne
eh wekh wekh fir akhiyon hanju wagde ne…

apna dharam gavaake saadh pakhandi wall turr pye
sunke laalchiyaan di chikni chupri gall turr pye

andar nher hai fir vi baahr deevey jaggde ne
eh wekh wekh fir akhiyon hanju wagde ne…

ikko jeevan mileya kuch taan changa karam karo
je kuch hor nahi kar sakde bhora sharam karo

jis din dukh kise da apna banke laggega
fir "noor" kade na hanju akh cho'n waggega…
fir "noor" kade na hanju akh cho'n waggega…

-Noor