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Kaakaaso
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saat
vaoDat marazo vaIr daODlao saat Ñ
"Eauit Qanya jaahlyaa EaRvauina AapulaI vaata-
rNa saaoDuina saonaasaagar Amaucao pLta
Abalaaih GaraoGar Káyaa laajaitla Aata
Bar idvasaa Aamha idsaU laagalaI rat"
vaoDat marazo vaIr daODlao saat Ñ
to kzaor Axar ek ek %yaatIla
jaaLIt caalalao kNaKr tazr dIla
"maaGaarI vaLNao naaih marazI XaIla
ivasarlaa mahaXaya kaya laaivata jaatÆ"
vaoDat marazo vaIr daODlao saat Ñ
var iBava[- caZlaI dat dabatI Aaoz
CatIvar tuTlaI pTbaMQaacaI gaaz
DaoLyaMat Auzo kahUr Aaolavao kaz
myaanaatuna AusaLo tlavaarIcaI pat
vaoDat marazo vaIr daODlao saat Ñ
"jair kala daivalaI p`Bau gainamaaMnaa paz
jair kala ivasarlaao jara marazI jaat
ha Asaa Qaavatao Aaja ArIiXaibarat
tva maanakrI ha GaoAuina XaIr krat"
vaoDat marazo vaIr daODlao saat Ñ
to baajausa ifrta ikMicat DaoLo Aaolao
sardar saha sarsaavauina Auzlao Xaolao
irikbaIt Taklao paya Jaolalao Baalao
AusaLlao QauLIcao maoGa saat inaimaYaat
vaoDat marazo vaIr daODlao saat Ñ
AaEcaya-maugQa TakUna maagautI saonaa
Apmaana baujaivaNyaa saat Ap-uina maanaa
CavaNaIt iXarlao qaoT BaoT gainamaaMnaa
kaosaLlyaa Aulka jaLt saat dyaa-t
vaoDat marazo vaIr daODlao saat Ñ
KalaUna Aaga var Aaga Aaga baajaUnaI
samaXaor AusaLlaI sahsHa k`Ur [maanaI
gadI-t laaoplao saat jaIva to maanaI
Kga saat jaLalao AiBamaanaI vaNavyaat
vaoDat marazo vaIr daODlao saat Ñ
dgaDaMvar idsaitla Ajauina toqalyaa Tacaa
AaoZyaat trMgao Ajauina rMga r>acaa
ixaitjaavar Auztao Ajauina maoGa maatIcaa
AVap ivaraNaI kuiNa vaaáyaavar gaat
vaoDat marazo vaIr daODlao saat Ñ
kusaumaaga`ja
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Dhanywaad kaakaaso
Hya kavitechi pahili teen kadvi mala mahit navti. Pan ek mahiti mhanun mala sangavese waatate ki hi kadawi itihasapramane nahit.
Hi Kavita Prataprav Gujar ani tyanche sahaa sardaar hyanchya dhadasawar aahe. Prataprao Shivrayanche senapati hote. Eka ladhait tyani Bahlol Khan hya mughal sardaracha parabhav kela. Pan tyache paripatya karachya aivaji tyala tyani sharan deun sodun dile. Tyamule santapt houn Shivaji Maharajaani Pratapravana ek kaan ughadani karnaare patra lihile. Ani te Paratapravanchya jivhari lagale.
Mhanun Jenva te tehalnisaathi saha sardaaranbarobar baher padale astaana tyana batmi milaali ki pudhe bahlolkhanachi chhavani padali ahe tenva tyani saha sardaaranishi tyanchyawar chal keli.
Mala watate mhanunach bahutanshi pahili tin kadawi mhatali jaat nahit.
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(a kivatocao tennyson cyaa kivatoXaI baroca saamya Aho. Aqaa-t iXarvaaDkraMnaa kmaI laoKNyaacaa ]_oXa naahI.
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The charge of Light Brigade
- Alfred Lord Tennyson
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
'Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!' he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
'Forward, the Light Brigade!'
Was there a man dismay'd ?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Some one had blunder'd:
Their's not to make reply,
Their's not to reason why,
Their's but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.
Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre-stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!
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Mandar,
hi kavita amhala shalet astatna hoti. Ani tula Shirwadkarana kani lekhtoy ase watnyacha kahich uddesh nahi karan donhi kavi swatantra pratibheche ahet. Ani donhi kavita don weglya pan sarakhyach ghatananwar keleya ahet.
Mala makki athawat nahi pan, bahutek babasaheb purandare hyani eka sabhet sangitale hote ki, tyanchya engraji chya shikshakani hya kavitesarakhi ekhadi kavita marathit ahe ka ase vicharale tenva tyani shirwadkaranchi kavita mhanun dakhawali hoti.
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Dear nachiket
Thanks for the good”shyari” posted by you. Though it is clear from ur profile but I want u a single question. I am in search of one of my friend having the same as of u. have u ever studied at “sakarwadi” which is in nagar district.(ur primary education)
Waiting for ur reply.
With regards,
Kiran p.joshi.
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भार्तिय स्वातन्त्र दिनि ही कविता वाचन्य्यात आली मनातील देशभक्ति शब्द रुपाने उतर्ल्य्या सार्खे भास्ले
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