Quote Of the Day

Humor brings insight and tolerance. Irony brings a deeper and less friendly understanding.

Agnes Repplier

SMS Of the Day

Valentine"s mean to spend time with the one u luv
Mean that kisses,huges,smiles and candy
Today is the day me and u will betogether with luv on
My luv is true never blue all about u.Why.Cause
Roses could be red violet"s maybe blue
But my Roses R .True 2 u on

Poem Of the Day

Judge: Do you accept that you stole money from him?
Man: No my lord, he give it to me.
Judge: when did he give you?
Man: when I showed him the gun


Poetry Of the Day

"Aana meri qabar per do phool chadha jana
Rona na aye muskurke chale jana meri qabar pe ek baar zaroor ana
Mager shart hai ansoo na bahana
Taklif hogì rooh ko bhi aansoo jo aapke niklenge
Rooh royegi meri rooh ko na tadpaya karna
Tere khuwabom mein aya karunga zaroor kabhi yaad karke meri mohabat ko aazmaya karna
Meri qabar pe phool na chadhana ansoovon ke
Bas aakar qabar pe apni mohabat ka saya karna
Meri dua hai tera ghar khushboo se bhara rahe
Tun khushi ki har mehfil mein jaya karna
Meri yaad mein na khona kabhi udaas hokar
Apne humsafar ki agosh mein sojaya karna
Kabhi roker mat pukarna mujhae
Main whan se wapis nahi avunga.


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Ehsaas Bohat Hoga Jab Chor Ke Jaingay
Roengay Bohat Magar Aansu Nahi Aaengay
Jab Saat Na De Koi To Awaz Hamain Dena
Aasman Per Bhi Hongay To Lout Ke Aaengay

Aapko miss karna roz ki bat ho gai,
yaad karna aadat ki bat ho gai,
apase dur rahena kismat ki bat ho gai,
magar aapko bhulna
apane bas ke bahar ki baat ho gai!

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People who don't know how to keep themselves healthy ought to have the decency to get themselves buried, and not waste time about it.

Zindagi ki rahon me jab aage aage jaoge,
Peeche ek saya tum har dum paoge,
mudke dekhoge to tanhai hogi,
Agar mehsoos karoge to humko paoge

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Give me your hand

Make room for me
to lead and follow
beyond this rage of poetry.

Let others have
the privacy of
touching words
and love of loss
of love.

For me
Give me your hand.

We, this people, on a small and lonely planet
Traveling through casual space
Past aloof stars, across the way of indifferent suns
To a destination where all signs tell us
It is possible and imperative that we learn
A brave and startling truth

And when we come to it
To the day of peacemaking
When we release our fingers
From fists of hostility
And allow the pure air to cool our palms

When we come to it
When the curtain falls on the minstrel show of hate
And faces sooted with scorn are scrubbed clean
When battlefields and coliseum
No longer rake our unique and particular sons and daughters
Up with the bruised and bloody grass
To lie in identical plots in foreign soil

When the rapacious storming of the churches
The screaming racket in the temples have ceased
When the pennants are waving gaily
When the banners of the world tremble
Stoutly in the good, clean breeze

When we come to it
When we let the rifles fall from our shoulders
And children dress their dolls in flags of truce
When land mines of death have been removed
And the aged can walk into evenings of peace
When religious ritual is not perfumed
By the incense of burning flesh
And childhood dreams are not kicked awake
By nightmares of abuse

When we come to it
Then we will confess that not the Pyramids
With their stones set in mysterious perfection
Nor the Gardens of Babylon
Hanging as eternal beauty
In our collective memory
Not the Grand Canyon
Kindled into delicious color
By Western sunsets

Nor the Danube, flowing its blue soul into Europe
Not the sacred peak of Mount Fuji
Stretching to the Rising Sun
Neither Father Amazon nor Mother Mississippi who, without favor,
Nurture all creatures in the depths and on the shores
These are not the only wonders of the world

When we come to it
We, this people, on this minuscule and kithless globe
Who reach daily for the bomb, the blade and the dagger
Yet who petition in the dark for tokens of peace
We, this people on this mote of matter
In whose mouths abide cankerous words
Which challenge our very existence
Yet out of those same mouths
Come songs of such exquisite sweetness
That the heart falters in its labor
And the body is quieted into awe

We, this people, on this small and drifting planet
Whose hands can strike with such abandon
That in a twinkling, life is sapped from the living
Yet those same hands can touch with such healing, irresistible tenderness
That the haughty neck is happy to bow
And the proud back is glad to bend
Out of such chaos, of such contradiction
We learn that we are neither devils nor divines

When we come to it
We, this people, on this wayward, floating body
Created on this earth, of this earth
Have the power to fashion for this earth
A climate where every man and every woman
Can live freely without sanctimonious piety
Without crippling fear

When we come to it
We must confess that we are the possible
We are the miraculous, the true wonder of this world
That is when, and only when
We come to it.

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