Illegal Weapon 2.0

After a long time, I’ve chosen a song from this present era! This song was a hit since it released in Jan 2020. It’s part of the Bollywood movie ‘Street Dancer 3D’ starring Varun Dhawan and Shraddha Kapoor. I tell you, her abs are the real illegal weapon here! It’s a fun song, like most Punjabi songs are. I definitely cannot read or write in Punjabi, but since Bollywood is flooded with a bit of Punjabi here and there, I understand a tad. I love most of the Punjabi dance numbers; they’re a lot of fun. Their flamboyant culture adds more colour to an already-colourful nation! It’s just a fun song! I hope you like my poem that’s inspired by it!

Illegal Weapon – poem by Ruelha

This thick layer of kohl in my eyes,
can melt the thickest layer of ice!
Do you see these eyes?
That's my weapon of choice!

I know exactly what I want.
And in that league, you don't belong!
How do you have such high expectations?
You've not really analyzed the situation!

Just one look into my eyes,
They all drop dead; they're mesmerized!
Contradictory to Medusa's eyes,
mine will give you butterflies!

All around me, guys are waiting.
Just for a chance with me, to be dating!
Besides, you can't handle my attitude.
That I'm even talking to you, should fill you with gratitude!

This line of kohl drawn within my eyes,
The entire species of men, can it monopolize!
It's a highly illegal weapon.
Worse than a bomb, your reasoning, it can deafen!

Anything that comes out of my lips,
Instantly catches on, like a movie script!
And wherever I go, these heads, they turn.
Just to be around me, all guys, they yearn!

I've prepared for battle; I've adorned my eyes with kohl.
Gaze into them long enough, and I'll enslave your soul!
This weapon is sharper than a sword.
Do you want to lose it all? Can you afford?

I go to the gym; my body is entirely fit!
And my beauty is sharper than my wit!
I know exactly what I want.
And in that league, you don't belong!

I've already armed myself with kohl.
Look any longer and you'll lose control!
Besides, you can't handle my attitude.
I'm not someone that can be easily pursued!

You may think you're a stud.
But to me, you're just a dud!
This is my last warning; I don't want you to get hurt.
I'm an illegal weapon; with me, don't try to flirt!
- RUELHA
www.ruelha.com
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Disclaimer: This poem is purely literary. Please read it with an open mind and out of respect for the written word. To me, writing is my life. There is nothing I love more. I have a very creative imagination. Most of my poems do not hint at my life/situation. Kindly refrain from drawing such parallels. Much of what I write is purely fictional. Situations and examples may be hypothetical. I have always written from my heart …about topics that I am passionate about – Christianity, makeup, melancholic poetry, food, romance, women’s issues, soulful music, narratives etc. Given the circumstances, my gender, situation, geography etc., I feel the need to put up a disclaimer every time I write a romantic/melancholic/intense piece. Everyone is entitled to an opinion. But, please don’t interpret this poem in a way it was not intended. That is just my humble request. Please note, some of my writings may contain material unsuitable for children. And please excuse typos and minor errors; I don’t really get the time to re-read or edit.

Illegal Weapon 2.0 Lyrics and Translation {Punjabi (&Hindi) to English}

Akh surme se bharke taiyar kiI’ve readied my eyes with lots of kohl
Khinch khinch ke nishane hoon main maartiI pull and pull to aim and shoot from sight/eyes
Akh surme se bharke taiyar kiI’ve readied my eyes with lots of kohl
Khinch khinch ke nishane hoon main maartiI pull and pull{the bow} to aim and shoot{arrows} from sight/eyes
Khud zyada tu umeed mat rakh sohneyaDon’t have high expectations from yourself, dearie/handsome
Zyada tu umeed mat rakh sohneyaDon’t have high expectations, dearie
Tera level nahi mere yaar wargaYour level isn’t worthy of being my {boy}friend
Mundeya nu sooli utte tangi rakhda veI keep young lads hanging on the noose
Mera nakhra ae teekhi talwar wargaMy whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword
Mundeya nu sooli utte tangi rakhda veI keep young lads hanging on the noose
Mera nakhra ae teekhi talwar wargaMy whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword
Meri gal baat end jatti lit haaniyanMy wasted conversations also become a hit
Main jawan do time gym poori fit haaniyanI go to the gym twice a day; I’m absolutely fit
Ho jidron vi langa mere hon charcheWherever I go, I am the topic of conversation
Meri natural beauty kare hit haaniyanMy natural beauty is a big hit
Try na mujhpe tu maar sohneyaDon’t try to hit on me, dearie/handsome
Try na mujhpe tu maar sohneyaDon’t try to hit on me, dearie
Tu zara si bhi nahi mere yaar wargaYou’re not even slightly close to my choice/type of a boyfriend
Mundeya nu sooli utte tangi rakhda veI keep young lads hanging on the noose
Mera nakhra ae teekhi talwar wargaMy whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword
Mundeya nu sooli utte tangi rakhda veI keep young lads hanging on the noose
Mera nakhra ae teekhi talwar wargaMy whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword
Manne chhori laage tu angaar siGirl, I feel you’re just like a fireball
Khinch khinch ke nishane tabhi maar siThat’s why you pull and pull to aim and shoot from sight/eyes
Manne chhori laage tu angaar siGirl, I feel you’re like a fireball
Khinch khinch ke nishane tabhi maar siThat’s why you pull and pull to aim and shoot from sight/eyes
Aaja mere naal ik vaar nach sohniyeFor once come along and dance with me, beauty
Mere naal ik vaar nach sohniyeFor once come along and dance with me, beauty
Tainu feel karawan main star wargaI’ll make you feel like a star
Gabru de seene vich thaan vajda niThe bell in the chest of this stud is ringing
Tera nakhra ae teekhi talwar wargaYour whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword
Gabru de seene vich thaan vajda niThe bell in the chest of this stud/cassanova is ringing
Tera nakhra ae teekhi talwar wargaYour whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword
Mundeya nu sooli utte tangi rakhda veI keep young lads hanging on the noose
Mera nakhra ae teekhi talwar wargaMy whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword
Mundeya nu sooli utte tangi rakhda veI keep young lads hanging on the noose
Mera nakhra ae teekhi talwar wargaMy whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword

12 Comments

  1. Beautiful Eyes Glamorous With Confidence

    Mesmerizing Eyes That Have Seen the Pain

    Mysterious Just Wanting to Find the Key

    to Unlock The Chains
    For You See Now Yes

    Dear Rue A ‘Damsel in Distress’
    Now Is the Most Attractive of
    All to A ‘Certain Kind of Man’
    Who Has Seen The Dark And Risen

    Higher Than The River Styx oF All Before
    Depths of Ebony Blue To Changing Green

    Will Fall Into Only To Struggle to Rise to Capture
    A Soul Bringing SPiRiT oF HeART Back Home Safe And Sound

    All Around With Colors of Life That Play A Loving Song So True

    Again in LiGHT

    From Depths

    Of Dark

    That Even
    Demons Fear to Tread

    Yet You See That’s Where i’ve
    Been And This is No Fictional Story

    For Light Will Be Lost in Books Never
    To Raise Flesh and Blood Back to Life

    From Soul So Dark Spirit of HeART Lost

    In the Ice of Ebony Eyes Just Looking For Warmth

    of

    Life

    Yet You See
    There Are Angel
    EYes on Wings We
    Come to Meet And Greet
    Only Flying Higher Giving Us
    Strength to Dip Back Down into

    The River Styx

    And Become

    Boatmen And Boatwomen

    Carrying Souls Back to Light

    Without Angel Eyes to Supplement
    The Strength of Rescue Life Would Be

    Almost Impossible to Do Particularly When
    One Finds Those Angel Eyes Were Only Hiding

    The Dark Inside For Years and Years Finally Exposed

    to Save

    Once

    More Again…

    For It’s True We All Have
    Both Avenues of Eyes if We
    Live Long Enough to See the DarK iN LiGHT

    SMiLes i’ve Been in Crowds of ‘Six Instagram
    Super Models’ Lavishing Praise on My Dance
    Close To Midnight Full Moon Light Yet in the

    Shadows my Eyes

    Will Still Be

    Drawn

    Most

    To the Mysterious

    Pain So Deep in Ebony Eyes

    In the Shadows Just Waiting Forever

    To Be Lifted Out of Dark Yet You See Now

    There is Never Anything in it for me It’s Just

    That i Can’t Stand to See Someone Else in Pain

    There Has to Be Something i can Do to Bring Relief…

    Meanwhile i Hide That Distress in Gleaming Smiles Reflecting

    Sun in

    Moon-Lit Breath

    Ebony Eyes So Deep

    So Lost Just Waiting to Be Found…

    There is No Lust in this Place Only Love Seeking

    Relief

    In Souls
    Of Others True…

    And Quite Honestly
    There is No Song Modern or Past

    That Truly Matches This Sentiment

    Yet True It’s Beyond All Words Eyes

    EYes

    Windows

    to the Soul….

    Carrying Us Below
    And Above Carrying Us Back Home to Love

    Yet True too There Are Ebony Eyes of Pain
    Only Suited to A Chase to Capture Love That

    Will Never Be Found For It is True there is Nothing

    Any Of Us Will Do to Rescue These Ebony Eyes Until

    They Look Deep Within Their Windows of Soul to Find Their

    Missing Soul Mate Truest oF all And This is What the River Styx

    Teaches

    Best

    S O S

    Save Our

    Soul The Most
    We Will Ever Do Is

    Just Provide A Spark
    To Lift Someone Else up A Bit in Life…

    Honestly the Reason to me at Least that
    Middle Eastern Through South Asian Ebony

    Eyes Are the Most Beautiful of All is the Pain

    The Struggle So Deep Unchaining Wings of Soul

    RiSinG Out of DarK into Freedom’s LiGHT How Blessed

    It is the Event of Bliss in Life When Any Human Sets The Wings of Their Souls Free

    In The Depths of the Most Mesmerizing Ebony Eyes Verily This is What i See Most in
    Windows

    Of

    Souls RiSinG
    Lit For Freedom’s
    Breath to Return With Wings…

    Yeah And It’s True Katrina Was Once
    Those Ebony Dark Ice Eyes Sitting in the
    Shadows of the Bowling Center Where i Just

    Served Shoes From A Counter Brightly Lit

    Of Course Then i Didn’t Wear SHades

    As Green to Blue Changing Eyes

    Met Hers From A Distance

    And Like A Shy Kat

    She Wandered

    Up to the Counter

    And i Slowly Started

    Feeding Her What Was

    Behind my Eyes Still Yet

    to Be Fully Found for me too…

    We aRe ALL Travelers to Lift Each

    Other Up We All Have Gifts of Ebony

    to Green To Blue To Give And Share And

    Lift Each Other Up Even When We Lose Our Eyes

    Behind SHades Blue to Green to Ebony We Will Live

    in Words That Mesmerize And Heal Souls For Nothing at

    All yet the Force of Love That Rises Wings so True For Sunshine Souls..:)

    Liked by 1 person

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