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Open-theme/YMPH-Daily-Writing-Challenge

05/04/2024 की प्रतियोगिता का विषय है “Open” हमसे जुड़े हुए प्रतिभावान कवियों के कविताओं को पढ़िए । प्रेम, डर, और अंधकार ऐसे कई मायने होंगे जो कवियों के दिल को भावुक रखते है । ऐसी भावुकता का हम आदर करते है और उनकी भावनाओं को निपुण बनाना ही संकल्प है हमारा । हम हर रोज किसी न किसी विषय पर अपने व्हाट्सएप्प ग्रुप में Daily Challenge प्रतियोगिता के माध्यम से लेखकों तथा कवियों को उनकी बातों को कलम तक आने का मौका देते है । और जो सबसे अच्छा लिखते हैं । आप उनकी लेख इस पेज पर पढ़ रहे है

The theme of the competition for 05/04/2024 is Open“. Read the poems of the talented poets associated with us. Love, fear, and darkness are the many meanings that keep the hearts of poets emotional. We respect such sentiments and it is our resolve to make their feelings adept. Every day, we give an opportunity to writers and poets to put their thoughts to pen through the Daily Challenge competition in our WhatsApp group on different Topic. And those who write best. You are reading those article on this page.

कान्हा और द्रोपदी….♥️

एक गहरा रिश्ता था कृष्ण का कृष्णा के संग,
मित्रता का था एक अलग और सुनहरा रंग

हर दर्द में माधव ने कृष्णा को संभाला था ,
हर परेशानियों से उनको छन भर में निकाला था

कभी यज्ञसेनी ने नटवर को साड़ी का टुकड़ा बांधा था ,
दुसाशन ने चीर उतारा जब माधव ने साड़ी पर साड़ी नांधा था

गिरधारी ने पांचाली को एक ऐसा रूप दिखाया था
जब उनके पांचों पति मौन खड़े थे तब भी नटवर ने अपना मित्रता निभाया था

एक स्त्री और पुरुष की मित्रता बहुत खास होती है,
छन भर की ही सही पर एक खूबसूरत एहसास होती है

आज कल ऐसे रिश्ता को कोई समझता ही नहीं,
आज कल किसी को ऐसी मित्रता अच्छा लगता ही नहीं

Shital mishra

वो स्त्री..

वो स्त्री..
खिलखिलाती
मुस्कुराती हुई..

अपनी सीमित सी
दुनिया में
खुद को रिझाती हुई..

कर दर किनार,
हर तकलिफ़ों को,
दो पल..
अल्हड़ सी
बचपन बिताती हुई..

वो स्त्री
दिखी आज
खुद में मसरूफ़
खुद को हंसाती हुई…

Saritta Gari
Insta id- sariita_writes017

‘A Girl ‘

Being a girl is not easy, because she has to listen to a lot since born. If she is born poor or middle, then it is a curse for her. She has to listen to her birth giver, her family, and even from the societies. She is restricted
for do’s and don’ts. She is told at every step, you are a girl you can’t do this. She feels depressed and humiliated by this. When she marries she is told that her husband is her God, whatever he does is written, and never argues with him. His family is your family now. From now onwards, your husband’s house is yours. She listens to her mother-in-law about what you
have learned from your house. She is told by both the sides Parental abode and In-law’s house that this is not her own house, then, she thinks which is her house? But, If the girl decides they can achieve anything, we can see examples we have seen are Mary Kom, Sania Mirza, Rani Laxmi Bai, Avani Chaturvedi, and Kalpana Chawla. Just they need to identify their will and talent. There is nothing achieved without struggles and hard work. So, Girls listen to yourself.
Anushka Pandey

A WORDLESS CONNECTION

It’s a beautiful way of communication,
Which doesn’t need any location.

Oh! the feeling which can easily be felt,
Which doesn’t need anyone’s shelt.

It’s all about a play of just a scene,
Which can only be seen.

In the warm eyes; her look!
Makes me smile and write book.

A smile whether from heart or eyes,
It costed nothing, but God’s prize.

-Rimsha Suha.M
IG| @rimsha_writes_22

Underneath the red sky,
she was sitting alone,
eyes filled with blood,
hear heart truned into a stone.

Her torn clothes,
screamed out loud,
ruthlessly demons scratched her soul,
crushed her confidence, her silence shout.

those hungry scavengers,
lurking for her flesh,
she cried for mercy,
but their hunger made her undressed.

not only her body but her soul injured,
from humanity her believe submerged,
what was her fault, her torn clothes asked,
what mistake was mine, her body screemed.

her wounds turned to fire,
fire that burnt everything,
the pain she felt,the taunts which melts,
her silence spoke more than her words could desire.

Shiwangi Jaiswal

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