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 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 with arrogantly conceited lyrics! I have maintained that tone. 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 © Copyright Protected. All Rights Reserved
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 ki | I’ve readied my eyes with lots of kohl |
| Khinch khinch ke nishane hoon main maarti | I pull and pull to aim and shoot from sight/eyes |
| Akh surme se bharke taiyar ki | I’ve readied my eyes with lots of kohl |
| Khinch khinch ke nishane hoon main maarti | I pull and pull{the bow} to aim and shoot{arrows} from sight/eyes |
| Khud zyada tu umeed mat rakh sohneya | Don’t have high expectations from yourself, dearie/handsome |
| Zyada tu umeed mat rakh sohneya | Don’t have high expectations, dearie |
| Tera level nahi mere yaar warga | Your level isn’t worthy of being my {boy}friend |
| Mundeya nu sooli utte tangi rakhda ve | I keep young lads hanging on the noose |
| Mera nakhra ae teekhi talwar warga | My whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword |
| Mundeya nu sooli utte tangi rakhda ve | I keep young lads hanging on the noose |
| Mera nakhra ae teekhi talwar warga | My whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword |
| Meri gal baat end jatti lit haaniyan | My wasted conversations also become a hit |
| Main jawan do time gym poori fit haaniyan | I go to the gym twice a day; I’m absolutely fit |
| Ho jidron vi langa mere hon charche | Wherever I go, I am the topic of conversation |
| Meri natural beauty kare hit haaniyan | My natural beauty is a big hit |
| Try na mujhpe tu maar sohneya | Don’t try to hit on me, dearie/handsome |
| Try na mujhpe tu maar sohneya | Don’t try to hit on me, dearie |
| Tu zara si bhi nahi mere yaar warga | You’re not even slightly close to my choice/type of a boyfriend |
| Mundeya nu sooli utte tangi rakhda ve | I keep young lads hanging on the noose |
| Mera nakhra ae teekhi talwar warga | My whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword |
| Mundeya nu sooli utte tangi rakhda ve | I keep young lads hanging on the noose |
| Mera nakhra ae teekhi talwar warga | My whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword |
| Manne chhori laage tu angaar si | Girl, I feel you’re just like a fireball |
| Khinch khinch ke nishane tabhi maar si | That’s why you pull and pull to aim and shoot from sight/eyes |
| Manne chhori laage tu angaar si | Girl, I feel you’re like a fireball |
| Khinch khinch ke nishane tabhi maar si | That’s why you pull and pull to aim and shoot from sight/eyes |
| Aaja mere naal ik vaar nach sohniye | For once come along and dance with me, beauty |
| Mere naal ik vaar nach sohniye | For once come along and dance with me, beauty |
| Tainu feel karawan main star warga | I’ll make you feel like a star |
| Gabru de seene vich thaan vajda ni | The bell in the chest of this stud is ringing |
| Tera nakhra ae teekhi talwar warga | Your whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword |
| Gabru de seene vich thaan vajda ni | The bell in the chest of this stud/cassanova is ringing |
| Tera nakhra ae teekhi talwar warga | Your whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword |
| Mundeya nu sooli utte tangi rakhda ve | I keep young lads hanging on the noose |
| Mera nakhra ae teekhi talwar warga | My whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword |
| Mundeya nu sooli utte tangi rakhda ve | I keep young lads hanging on the noose |
| Mera nakhra ae teekhi talwar warga | My whims/tantrums are like that of a spicy/sharp sword |
Inhale Peace; Exhale Love. Joy will Follow! - RUELHA 
Emotional poem, nice music. 💓
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Glad you were able to find some emotion in these lines, Vgeorg!
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Love the eyes and the music
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Thank you so much OU 🙂
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Fun video. It brought to mind “Occhio per occhio” (eye for an eye) by Anna Tatangelo: https://youtu.be/diPm4VmmMhA
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I definitely see the similarity. Fun video there, Tim. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
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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..:)
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window to the soul!
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Yes
Yes
Hehe
Brown
Eyed Girl😜 ☺️
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You have beautiful eyes little sister.
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Thank you Brother Matt 🙂
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford.
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