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Guru Nanak de ghar di, sunn lawo lokko meri zubaani

Likhi gayee khoon de naal, os panth di hai eh kahaani

Jithey pita sehen karda apne puttraan di wi kurbani

Chaahe jaan chali jaaye, kadi na jaawe dharm roohani

Tati tawiyaan te we na dolley mere Guru Arjan patshah

Darr gaya Sikhi sidak ton, jahangir mughal badshah

Hill gaya si asmaan, kamb gayee har musalmani

Likhi gayee khoon de naal, os panth di hai eh kahaani

Fer dilli wal nu gaye, Dhan Sri Guru Tegh Bahadur

Ditta sees mazloomaan lei, bann gaye Hind di chaddar

Hajay tak we sannu hai yaad, gal bhaawein ho gayee puraani

Likhi gayee khoon de naal, os panth di hai eh kahaani

Nikke nikke si oh, chhote chhote te pyaare pyaare

Kachhiyaan kaliyaan wang si, Guru Gobind de raj dulaare

Hass hass ke sooli charrhey, chhaa gayee har paassey hairaani

Likhi gayee khoon de naal, os panth di hai eh kahaani

Vekh lawo apna itihaas, ai Sikho bhull na kadi jana

Sachee sirf oh zindagi, jo manney Guru da bhana

Aa jaawo Sikhi kol, harkataan na karo bachkani

Likhi gayee khoon de naal, os panth di hai eh kahaani

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When I do fall at Your feet

It because of the merciful blows

That You strike

Upon my ego

At once shattering my ignorance

Crushing my unheeding stubbornness

One blow strikes my head

Cracking it open to spill out

A thousand poisoned latent thoughts

The dizziness I feel shortly thereafter

Your hands gently reweaving

The torn threads of my mind

You summon the rain

Washing clean my mind

Fears and desires quickly subside

The minutes no longer counted as they go by

The flood waters of my soul twist and toil

Pouring over this heart’s closed gate

Spilling tears of joy

Running down my cheek

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Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa!

Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh!

Hello N3O S!NGH!

I would like to get permission from you or Sharan Singh to read this poem at this Kavi Darbar:

(https://www.eventbrite.com/register?orderid=247906939329&client_token=de94a718e76b4c51891c2203af27da6e&eid=10325940165).

This is the poem I would like to recite:

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Are You Proud to be Sikh?

Sharan Singh

We are proud to be Sikhs
So do many speak
--But only of the past
And not these present weeks.

I pity the Khalsa Panth
Which gave up its life for Guru Granth
Who sacrificed their heads instead of their hair
Attaining martyrdom with least worldly care.

Oh! The love for our Guru was so great then
That we were recognized as the purest of men,
But now that our love for Him is fading away
Our Panth is undergoing deep decay.

The problem is we still doubt our Guru
Despite being perfect--and this is quite true.
We get influenced by others' personal philosophies
And the purest knowledge, we thus oversee.

Why, why is this taking place?
Why are we in this disgrace?
Do you have any care at all,
If you are a Sikh from your heart and soul?

A true Sikh is purest in form and feature
He is the embodiment of simple Nature
So please do not practise apostacy
And call yourself a Sikh of Guru Gobind Singh Ji!

If our faith is modern then why not our form?
Because,if your mind is pure,so will be your body's interests
Now,don't make this mistake of following your own norm
And later blame being influenced by the West.

Reflection: I don't in any way mean to offend anybody.I wrote this poem to remind us that we should all realize the present crisis of our faith now and not be carried away by its glorious past.We should be inspired by our past and deal with the present declination of our faith often people tell these excuses of blaming the West, I hope this poem gives the reply to all those who seek it.

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Please reply fast. Thank you.

Waheguru Ji Ka Khalsa!

Waheguru Ji Ki Fateh!

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~Puratan MangalCharan ~

Firstly meditating upon Aatam Dev
Nirmal Jot, of Sat Chit Anand Svaroop

Then I bow to the lotus feet of Ishtadev
SatGuru Maharaj, Dasaan Patshahian di Jot

Finally I offer salutations to my Gurdev/Murshid
, under whose guidance.
All efforts blossom forth

Sat Sri Akaal !

Inspired by N30 Singh Jee's signature wrote the following loose poetic translation:
ਅਵਲ ਧਿਆਨ ਧਾਰੰ, ਮੋਹੇ ਆਤਮ ਦੇਵ
ਸਤ ਚਿਤ ਆਨੰਦ, ਨਿਰਮਲ ਸਰੂਪ ਦੇਵ
ਸੀਸ ਚਰਨਕਮਲ ਧਾਰੰ ਨਮੋ ਇਸ਼ਟ ਦੇਵ
ਦਸ਼ਟਗੁਰ ਇਕ ਜੋਤ ਸਰੂਪ ਸਤਿਗੁਰਦੇਵ
ਦੁਈ ਹਾਥ ਜੋੜ ਕਰ ਪ੍ਰਣਵਤ ਸ੍ਰੀ ਗੁਰਦੇਵ
ਨਿਰਦੇਸ਼ ਹੇਤ ਸਭ ਆਤਮ ਗਿਆਨ ਭੇਵ
Edited by Jonny101
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ਅਵਲ ਧਿਆਨ ਧਾਰੰ, ਮੋਹੇ ਆਤਮ ਦੇਵੰ
ਸਤ ਚਿਤ ਆਨੰਦ, ਨਿਰਮਲ ਸਰੂਪ ਦੇਵੰ
ਸੀਸ ਚਰਨਕਮਲ ਧਾਰੰ ਮੋਹੇ ਇਸ਼ਟ ਦੇਵੰ
ਦਸ਼ਟਗੁਰ ਇਕ ਜੋਤ ਸਰੂਪ ਸਤਿਗੁਰਦੇਵੰ
ਦੁਈ ਹਾਥ ਜੋੜ ਕਰ ਪ੍ਰਣਵਤ ਸ੍ਰੀ ਗੁਰਦੇਵੰ
ਨਿਰਦੇਸ਼ ਹੇਤ ਸਭ ਆਤਮ ਗਿਆਨ ਭੇਵੰ

Thats beautiful Johnny Singh Ji, thanks soo much for sharing.

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Found this somewhere a while back ...

Some say more is merrier
some say less is more
some say Raj kerah ga khalsa
some say khalistan zindabad
some say I need your vote at re-election
some say choose from the congregation
some say build bigger gurudawara
some say utilise what we have
some say fight for justice
some say justice for what?
some say involve your MP
some say why, no point at all
some say sit on the floor to have lanagar
some say we need tables to have langar
some say read the 5 bania
some say read what you can if at all
some say learn punjabi/gurmukhi to read gurbani
some say whats the point , english translations will do
some say learn martial arts
some say the pen is mightier than the sword
some say learn proper raags
some say learn filmy tunes
some say i want to be in power
some say gupt seva will do
some say lets unite
some say sarbat dha bulla
BUT all i have to say , educate , read aloud Gurbani , practice Guru Jis message and united we shall be forever
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Guest Jasraj Singh aneja

 

I, too, sing america

I am a young sikh boy 

I am proud to be a sikh

But with this pride

 I have gone through my fair share of troubles 

Some people tell us we do not belong  

Told to go “ Back where we came from.”

They ask where are you really from   

I get stares, because of the turban that I wear

When they stare it seems like I am from a different planet 

 

Tomorrow, I will prove 

I am stronger than I seem

Being different is a good thing

I will be seen as equal

 

Besides,

It’s been easier to take these stares. 

 

 I, too am america

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Guest Jasraj Singh aneja

I, too, sing america

I am a young sikh boy 

I am proud to be a sikh

But with this pride

 I have gone through my fair share of troubles 

Some people tell us we do not belong  

Told to go “ Back where we came from.”

They ask where are you really from   

I get stares, because of the turban that I wear

When they stare it seems like I am from a different planet 

 

Tomorrow, I will prove 

I am stronger than I seem

Being different is a good thing

I will be seen as equal

 

Besides,

It’s been easier to take these stares. 

 

 I, too am america

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