In the Bargaining Ishqs
Shamsher Sandhu
Let not the season of spring pass like this.
The company of friends who are full of pride.
In flirtatious and bargaining games,
There is no appreciation for true love these days.
The habit of always winning by seeing you,
We have made a habit of always losing.
Once you meet, come and meet.
If the matter of memorized contracts.
Since men became cats and dogs,
The life of quivering doves and gutters.
How long would you walk with me,
Your thoughts were about houses and cars.
Vultures, vultures, vultures, spread out in the world,
Who will imitate Punjabi slogans?
Behind your back they call you Chacha Karcha,
Leave the killing spoon, you of the governments.
The tongue is still on the lips,
I remember when the buffalo herds.
The wheel of time is also rolling,
The flower has to guard against the poisons.
When the new friends will leave in the square,
Then came the memories of old friends.
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Ghazal
Dr. Naresh
Silence is not wisdom but politics.
Oppression is silent participation.
All the lines of the hand are lies,
Hand car is the reality.
You have a note paper,
I have the wealth of the pen.
Where witnesses or evidence are required,
There is also a court on the same.
A nation is made of poor consciences,
This is the reality of my time.
If the bond is not beggar,
Every worship is pure tijarat.
Ilam also ‘Naresh’ without Ishq,
Wingy is a crooked word.
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Ghazal
Jagjit Gurm
I keep the brokenness inside
So from the outside I look perfect.
Let no one open my open eye
Only then do I walk saving the botch in the stream.
The whole journey seems smooth to me
When I come and rain on the desert.
For whom I cut my sis
Burned, cut and then die by their hands.
Never get confused with others
I avoid facing myself too.
Everyday life humiliates me a lot
How much do I spend on hicks to live?
The hunter’s gaze rested on me again
Whenever I fill Amber with feathers.
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