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
Saturday, September 17, 2011
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