Naxidar kathivari Reshmi vastr,
Tyachyavar chandicha lota,
ubharuni Marathi manachi GUDHI,
Sajra karuya ha Gudhipadwa!
Nutan Varshachya Hardik Shubheccha!
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Gudi Padwa or Gudhi Padwa (Marathi: गुढी पाडवा often mis-pronounced as guDi padwa because ढी sounds like डी while speaking) is the Marathi name for the Hindu holy day of Chaitra Shukla Pratipada. It is celebrated on the first day of the Chaitra month to mark the beginning of the New year according to the lunisolar Hindu calendar.
Known as Gudhi Padwa in Maharashtra, this festival is also known as
Samvatsar Padvo among Hindu Konkanis of Goa
Yugadi among the rest of Konkani diaspora in Karnataka and Kerala
Nav Varsha Samvat…
honestly without sarcasm tongue or cheek a more peaceful area like ours you will never behold or find garbage on the soul of mankind man nature crows goats cats dogs live in harmony to fault of each other totally impervious blind words on the piggy back of images from front from behind thoughts imagery sweet amiable kind
once upon a time in bandra reel after reel unwinds picturesque poetically defined swine flu plague malaria dengue stay away from our area too ashamed to come here i must remind .. pain pathos poetry symmetrically aligned.
stories of pain pathos poetry incomplete bejeweled hands barefeet soul of man caught between failure success deafening defeat moments lost in memory frozen in a heartbeat his fate his cosmic fall from grace he could not cheat bitter sour sweet hunger thirst flesh spirit meet kabhi khushi kabhi gham kabhi har kabhi jeet
her past present future still on bazar road her vote is what they want but so many years she carries the same load the same path the same road the same sounds her life overshadowed fate destiny more narrowed through pictures as poems every time i pass her i decode over and over again a thought echoed
throwing up verbs
dead prawns dry fish
all this much more
on the soul 'of our
a board that says
ministerji is resting
please do not disturb
this is the job
of the municipal
added as a blurb
garbage is human
even god could
madame sonia gandhiji
the queen of the suburbs
ek waqt tha jab yeh khoob bhau dikhati thi nak pe rubab hath main ane se itrati thi kamar lach kathi thi ansu behte the jab yeh un dinon ghar main ati thi dil jalati thi aj yeh usi sadak par nazar athi hai mujhse khoob sharmati hai ankh se ankh nahi milati hai apni purane guroor aur ghamand se yeh sharminda ho jati hai mere zaika mere zindagi main bahar ban kar phir ana chati hai pachtati hai main use bhav nahi deta hoon ghungat ki ad main chip jati hai ek aisi pyas jo ehsas ban jati hai
eponymous to street photography marziya shakir child of the internet a wire runs from the computer into her cybernetic head nikon d 80 round her neck shooting the streets ahead the beggars the hawkers the youngest street photographer it is widely known and said led by a bejeweled hand a friend of glenn and fred who shoots the living dead poetizing their pain with a jug of hope a loaf of bread
this is drinking water kept in pails and drums thirsty cat in the slums noble and handsome a stray with a poetic sense of love and freedom overbearing heat humidity cumbersome recession no income he is planning to renounce the world join a cats ashram life in the bandra slums has become boring over rated tiresome no more a haven of peace and tranquility living precariously with the dumber and the dumb who keep cats such as these under their sloppy thumbs
to anthony posey of new orleans my cat love in a poem
Cats like some souls care only for truth, love, excitement. they care only for kindness, warmth, and freedom. but really they care only for mice to chase, ;) Cats honor no mans title, respect no mans claim to class, Cats respect no mans wealth earthly riches. cats respect and rat to chase, cats are Respecters of no man, but friends to all mankind
a head scarf covering her head Allah on her side Muslim girl going to the madrsa ethos of Islamic pride its only in the head of the bigot that there is a Shia Sunni divide living in mutual compatibility mutual coexistence giving each other space Allah his Rasool Scriptures they abide Allah the Merciful the Omnipotent in hard times difficult times through his mercy he provides in India Muslims live happily live comfortably essence core of Islamic pride though its a shame in Muslim countries it is a spectacle of hate Muslims killing Muslims sectarian strife that wont ever subside fueled by rogue clerics to divide Islam USA and Israel the only excuse the back of a camel rides so today the Middle East re surges with cries of freedom liberty equality worldwide overthrowing warlords dictators despots who have been kicking the proletariat's backsides winds of change time and…
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may the guy who created it
in fires of cybernetic hell rot
a tear of shame on the soul
of a crying parking lot
a developer dude
who loves bloodsport
in short who cant differentiate
between a a blogger a positive spammer
a poetic after thought
pain on my poetic soul he has brought
Thank you Sr Lanka for your great spirit of Sportsmanship as a Message of Universal Peace and Humanity..
india jeet gayi
ek rang birangi
jiyo aur jeene do
coming to blows
by a beggar
a house with
no 1 heroes
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40 days in the wilderness he spent he gave away everything even his tears for the soul of humanity with good intent so that people would be everlastingly happy and content the Life Resurrection the Ascent hard though he tried for the evil in the soul of man he did lament the pathos passion poetry of jesus in lent human 100% soul made of iron spirit made of cement jesus god the holy covenant mans fall from grace he could no prevent man a particle a fragment his rise his descent