Jagdish Singh Ramana Poems

What is the wind? -a flow in many forms,
What the bards have call'd thee
All are their melodious evergreen songs,
As a philocalist I see the wind in me.
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In a lonely night
Beholding the lonely moon,
But in my sight;
Not alone, a poetic boon.
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Nature is heaven
container of wonders,
haven for creatures; the first, human,
the second, animals, birds, insects, vegetation,
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since life is a journey of constant steps;
Darkness to colours, and to light,
Every one steps into the seven hues;
Embryo, infadolescent, youth, lover of life,
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मैं मगज़दारी से कोह सो दूर नफ़र।
मैं हूँ मेडीमेरा न कोई क़ुसूर नफ़र।

हँसते हँसते राह-ए-हक़ पे चलते हैं
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जो मेहनत की खाते है,
वो कभी नफरत नही फैलाते।

जो नफरत फैलाते है,
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عشقِ او میں کیا حاصل ہوا؟
! فرقت
! نہ جانِ من
فرقتِ او بعد ہم شاعر ہوے۔
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I will chase you down beyond the horizon,
I am born into you, into you I will submerge.

I will sacrifice the blissful glance of the World,
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ਮੈਂ ਤੂੰ ਹੋਇਆ ਤੂੰ ਮੈਂ,
ਮੈਂ ਤਨ ਹੋਇਆ ਤੂੰ ਜਾਂ,
ਹੁਣ ਕੋਈ ਨੀ' ਕਹਿ ਸਕਦੈ
ਮੈਂ ਹੋਰ ਐਂ 'ਤੇ ਤੂੰ ਹੋਰ।
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