My Poetry! My world in my words Copyright © by Ravi Khurana. All rights reserved.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
My Girl
I watch you, I want you,
God! if he wanna gimme something , he should have grant –you!
Here I am loving you all over again,
Yes baby , your bad boy forgot all the pain,
Bar.. bar.. Barbie gal, I am your ted,
You are black, you are white, you are my red,
Everyday life is a pearl, if you are the thread
But girl if you are not there, I am really dead
I don’t wanna write about, what you call love
My love is ridiculous baby, but my love is dove
I don’t drink, I don’t smoke, still feel like marijuana on my mind
I close my eyes to see you, ya baby love is blind
I am not Eminem, and m not Justin…
I know you won’t listen to me, I know this’ll go in dustbin
But girl this is for you, this is for you, coz u r my everything,
I can’t forget you like this, m not living on a battery thing
I have brain, I have heart
I don’t do anything, it get automatically start…
People would laugh on me, sayin m a big fool..
My honey , they doesn't matter, there's only your rule
Baby I love you, baby I love you..
Ah ah ah.. I love you..
No baby I love you
© Ravi Khurana
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Tanha
Jisne todhe the rishte, Aaj usne dil bhi todh diya...
Jisne rehna sikhaya tha mehfilo mein, Us ne hi tanha chhod diya...
Copyright- Ravi Khurana
Jisne rehna sikhaya tha mehfilo mein, Us ne hi tanha chhod diya...
Copyright- Ravi Khurana
Bye Bye
No No … No No No…
Being lonely is not a right,
But it’s better the everyday fight
You don’t love, but I might
And yes Ravi Khurana is always right
I was kid then and so were you
I love you and you loved me too
Life was one, in the long run
We had pure love and no churn
Then things started moving like river
And you made me cry and you made me shiver
Lady, girl, women whatever you are
Life isn’t fun now life isn’t par
Sometimes thing we do are not for us,
But things we do can create a buzz
And thing you do made me Fuzz
Still no guilt and worries
I am still living with those sweet memories
I still love you and you still hate me
I admired you and you just rate me
So bye bye Barbie girl, I‘ll be alone
Yes my girl, you can call me moron
Bye bye.. bye bye bye…
© Ravi Khurana
Being lonely is not a right,
But it’s better the everyday fight
You don’t love, but I might
And yes Ravi Khurana is always right
I was kid then and so were you
I love you and you loved me too
Life was one, in the long run
We had pure love and no churn
Then things started moving like river
And you made me cry and you made me shiver
Lady, girl, women whatever you are
Life isn’t fun now life isn’t par
Sometimes thing we do are not for us,
But things we do can create a buzz
And thing you do made me Fuzz
Still no guilt and worries
I am still living with those sweet memories
I still love you and you still hate me
I admired you and you just rate me
So bye bye Barbie girl, I‘ll be alone
Yes my girl, you can call me moron
Bye bye.. bye bye bye…
© Ravi Khurana
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Delhi wala
Mumbai want Marathi maanush, Punjab wants Punjabi...
Haryana wants jaat reservation, Kashmir wants aazaadi...
Delhi waale watching, how people are fighting, and doing India ki barbaadi...
Telagu ppl wants telangana, WB wants Maoist rule.....
India is suffering big time, every state acting like a fool...
Its good not to have any defined culture.(Delhi wala) B-)
© Ravi Khurana
Haryana wants jaat reservation, Kashmir wants aazaadi...
Delhi waale watching, how people are fighting, and doing India ki barbaadi...
Telagu ppl wants telangana, WB wants Maoist rule.....
India is suffering big time, every state acting like a fool...
Its good not to have any defined culture.(Delhi wala) B-)
© Ravi Khurana
Sunday, August 15, 2010
This is the rhythm divine
Infant world is so divine and so amazing... you sleep with divine shine on your forehead, you cry without any attitude, looking for someone to take care of you. While in sleep you smile, you cry, get scared; remembering your last birth. Move your legs and hand like you are trying to do something important. Sometimes you just look at the ceiling like an old man in tension, with lots of responsibilities. But after all these difficulties when someone comes to you, you give them a divine smile, a smile that can make anyone's day. I believe in God, I believe in rebirth. Love you god! Only you can create this kind of magic.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Notorious side
Ye dosti, and Ye Life
Meri Girlfriend, teri wife
Mera gussa, teri pride…
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanan show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…
Kaali aankhe, gore cheeks
Figure toh dekho.. Mountains peaks
Chhote kapde, badha dhamal
Office mein khele 'seek and hide'….
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanna show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…
Ladai jhaghde.. cat fight
Jo Mera left.. wo tera right
Dheela underwear, par jeans hai tight
Jaane kab ho neeche slide….
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanan show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…
Meri Girlfriend, teri wife
Mera gussa, teri pride…
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanan show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…
Kaali aankhe, gore cheeks
Figure toh dekho.. Mountains peaks
Chhote kapde, badha dhamal
Office mein khele 'seek and hide'….
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanna show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…
Ladai jhaghde.. cat fight
Jo Mera left.. wo tera right
Dheela underwear, par jeans hai tight
Jaane kab ho neeche slide….
No no no no no…Don’t wanna show..Don’t wanan show.. My notorious side…Notorious side…
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
A Girl:-
Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
Main paani ki kal-kal, main hawaaon ki sar sar,
Main Ganga hoon paawan, main Yamuna hoon maili
Main phoolon ki khushbu, main raato ke sapne,
Main neeli si chaadar aasamaan pe hoon phaili
Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
Main paani ki kal-kal, main hawaaon ki sar sar,
Main Ganga hoon paawan, main Yamuna hoon maili
Main phoolon ki khushbu, main raato ke sapne,
Main neeli si chaadar aasamaan pe hoon phaili
Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
Main ishq ki tadapn, main chhota sa bachpan,
Jawani hoon main jese ziddi akeli
Main jaane ka dukh hoon, main aane ki khushiyan,
Main aankhon ka raaz, main khuli hatheli
Jawani hoon main jese ziddi akeli
Main jaane ka dukh hoon, main aane ki khushiyan,
Main aankhon ka raaz, main khuli hatheli
Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
Main Krishna ki Radha, main Ram ki Sita,
Main Ahelya hoon jaise pathar akeli
Mere liye bani hai duniya ye saari,
Jeena sikhati main sabko akeli
Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
© Ravi Khurana
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
Main Krishna ki Radha, main Ram ki Sita,
Main Ahelya hoon jaise pathar akeli
Mere liye bani hai duniya ye saari,
Jeena sikhati main sabko akeli
Kabhi main hoon tanha, kabhi main akeli,
Ik uljha sawaal, ek un-suljhi paheli
© Ravi Khurana
Monday, April 26, 2010
Happy B'day to ME
It’s my b’day, and I’m alone…
Sitting idle just like a moron…
People think I'm happy & yup I'm cool...
They never seen ma inner emotional fool…
I lie, I cry, I feel depressed…
My style is ignorant, my nature suppressed…
Although I love the way, she look at me...
We can’t be together, shut up, just sshhh…
No girl you are not listening to me...
I can’t be in prison, I was born free...
Ya baby, I love you, but not more than me...
Coz One-day you’ll say you are leaving me...
I'm just avoiding the situation of being dumb...
I don’t have emotions; Ya baby, I am numb...
If still you think I'm made for you...
Let’s do it from the beginning when you were ‘you’...
You changed a lot, maybe cause of this world...
But I do not belong here, my style is cult ...
So girl this is my b'day song; I gifted to me…
Let's sing it together...
“Happy bday to ME…”
Sitting idle just like a moron…
People think I'm happy & yup I'm cool...
They never seen ma inner emotional fool…
I lie, I cry, I feel depressed…
My style is ignorant, my nature suppressed…
Although I love the way, she look at me...
We can’t be together, shut up, just sshhh…
No girl you are not listening to me...
I can’t be in prison, I was born free...
Ya baby, I love you, but not more than me...
Coz One-day you’ll say you are leaving me...
I'm just avoiding the situation of being dumb...
I don’t have emotions; Ya baby, I am numb...
If still you think I'm made for you...
Let’s do it from the beginning when you were ‘you’...
You changed a lot, maybe cause of this world...
But I do not belong here, my style is cult ...
So girl this is my b'day song; I gifted to me…
Let's sing it together...
“Happy bday to ME…”
Thursday, March 25, 2010
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