Give me the crowd


Oh Baby, Oh Baby
Give me the crowd
Give me the crowd
Just shake your booty
And make them loud.

You can do it
You can do it
You can do yeah
Just hold your breath
And switch off the light.
Just shake your booty
And make them loud.

 

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar

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I don’t have a house


You are mine
Only mine
I want you in my crime.
I don’t have a house
Nor a bright future ahead
But I need you to move on
In my life.
I can control my breath
But can not control my heart beats
I need you to keep myself alive.

 

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar

प्यास रक्तपात की


रक्त की हर बून्द में प्यास रक्तपात की
वो राजपूत नहीं, जसके आँखों में ख्वाब नहीं
कुरुक्षेत्र में शंखनाद की.

जो लोट गए हैं अकबर की चरणों में जाकर
उनके नस – नस को एहसास नहीं
राजपूतों के इतिहास की.

परमीत सिंह धुरंधर

The thump in my womb


I want to dream
But I am hurt.
Would you touch me?
To make my heart
To pump out the blood into my mind.

I want to fly
But I have a fear
That my wings are small and weak.
Would you touch me?
To make my heart
To pump out the blood into my wings.

I want to go on long walk
In the night
But I am afraid of their eyes and darkness.
Would you be my man?
To protect me
By keeping your arms around my waist.

I want to swim
But I can not breath so long.
Would you touch me?
To make my heart
To pump out the blood into my lungs.

I want to feel the thump
In my womb
But I am scared.
Would you touch me?
To make my heart
To pump out the blood into my uterus.

 

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar