"baith" poems
Tum hi to **
Jo har roj meri sapno mein aati **
Baith us pyare chand ke paas
jo Pyar ka geet sunati **
Muskurate huye dekh tum
mujhe jo etna bebas kar jati **
Jab main tumhe pane ki koshish karta hoon,
Najane kyon tum mujhe chhod us ghane badalo me chhup jati **
Us ghane badalo me chhup jati **
mera dil bhi rota hai
meri aankhen bhi roti hai
jab tum en suni nazaron se ojhal ** jati **
** jata *** mai ek ansuni paheli,
Jab tum mujhe yu mitthe dard dekar jati **
Kash! main bhi es sitara hota,
Najdik se dekhne ka bhi haq hamara hota,
jab ** jati andheri raat
tere saath ka wo pal bhi hamara hota,
Kyon tum sirf kuchh palo ke lia hi aati **
baith us pyare chand ke paas jo pyar ka geet sunati **
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 1:14 AM UTC
Tujhe dekhe huye kitne din,
ab raha nahi ja raha tere bin ,
kas wo pal phir wapas aa jate,
tere saath tujhe dekh man hi man
muskurate,
tujhse batein kiye huye kitne din,
ab raha nahi ja raha tere bin..
har lamha teri yaadon me khoya hoon,
yaad kar tujhe akele me roya hoon,
duniya suni- suni lag rahi tere bin,
ab raha nahi ja raha tere bin..
teri ek jhalak ke liye
beqarar hain aankhen,
tere saath baith kar
karni pyar ki do batein,
laut ke aaja sanam beet gye judai ke din,
ab raha nahi ja raha tere bin....
tujhse pyar kar maine kaun sa khata kiya,
Jo tune mere sapno ko jala diya,
Usi intejar me baithe hai ki milenge ek din,
ab raha nahi ja raha tere bin.....
May 21, 2015
May 21, 2015 at 9:20 AM UTC
(Let them see the world)
Dekho Manhooos Paida Hui Hai
Sabke Chehere Pe Maatam Chaa Gaya
Aur Betii Bojh Ban Gayi
Bojh Shayad Kuch Kam Hua Tha
Jab Iskaa Ek Chotaa Bhaii Hua Tha
Par Shayad Kabse Sach Hua Tha
Simaat Gayi Akelepan Mein
Baith Baith Ke Sapne Bunti
Raat Ko Voh Taare Gintii
Gintii?
Gintii Toh Mujko Aati Nahi
Baabujii Ne School Nahi Bheja Mujko
Betii Hoon Naah? !!
Aaj Veera Aayega Toh Ussey Kahungi
Gintii Sikhaa De. :')
Taaare Ginne Hai Mujko
Betii Honaaa Paap Hai
Betii Toh Bojh Hotii Hai Naah
Papa Bhi Yahii Kehete Hai
Solaah (16) Saal Kii Umaar Me
Voh Laal Jodaa Mujhpe Bojh Ban Gaya
Aur Baabuji Kaa Bojh Shayad Kuch Halkaa ** Gaya
Ispe Kayi Sitaare Lage The
Aur Muje Abbhi Gintii Nai Aatii Thi
Dekho Manhoos Paida Hui Hai
Mai Manhoos Banke Reh Gayi
Sabke Chehere Pe Muskaan Thi Aaj
Aur Beti Bojh Banke Reh Gaayi.
Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 4:46 AM UTC
Maa teri meri yadein boht achi thi
Tu jo bhi kehti thi boht sachi thi,
Yaad hai mujhe aaj bhi wo pal maa
Bimaar mai hoti thi taklif tujhe hua karti thi,
Tu kabhi na bhuli mere khane ka samey maa...
Qki maa tu hi toh khane ki plate mere aggey piche ghumaya karti thi,
Wo teri aloo, pyaz wali khaniya maa
Jisko sunn k sach mai maan liya karti thi,
Kya khub sundarta thi tere bhole se chehre pay maa...
Jo meri saheliya bhi gunn tera hi gaya karti thi,
Maa ...qki teri meri yadein boht achi thi
Tu jo bhi kehti thi boht sachi thi,
Jab pehli baar un chote se hathon se chai bnayi thi maine
Yaad hai , tu sab rishtedaro mai yahi gaya karti thi,
Har baat k liye zidd bht ki Maine tujhse
Par aakhir mai meri khushi k liye haa tu hi bharrti thi,
Bht ladai ki sabne mere liye tujhse maa
Lekin har pal sath khadi tu hi mila karti thi,
Maa teri meri yadein boht achi thi
Tu jo bhi kehti thi boht sachi thi,
Bht si horror movies bhi dekhi tere sath maa aur tu kahani ka pehlu phele hi bta diya karti thi,
Bht hase bhi sath mai roye bhi sath mai
Aaj jab dekhti hu toh ansu apne aap nikal k beh jate hai,
Bachpana samjho ya nadaniya samjho
Par tere hi aggey hua karti thi,
Tu Maa thi ya meri dost thi
Qki tu bhi toh bacho jaise harketin kiya karti thi,
Aaj bhi wahi tera chehra dikhta hai mujhe maa , teri wahi awaaz sunayi deti hai,
Lekin bevas tu hai ya mai hu aisa mnn mera kehta hai maa,
Qki maa teri meri yadein bht achi thi
Sach mai Tu jo bhi kehti thi bht sachi thi.
Wapas se wahi samhe jeena chahti hu tere sath maa..
Par sochti hu tu yaha ayegi ya mai waha au maa,
Sach Drr lagta hai duniya se maa ab
Jee paungi ya tut jaungi mai ab,
Kitni bholi thi maa tu humesha se
Qki jhuti ya sachi sab maan liya karti thi,
Yaad hai mujhe aaj bhi jab scooty meri band hoti thi
Toh kick tu hi mara karti thi,
Wah kya paranthe aur rajma banati thi maa tu
Jo saheliya hi sabse phele khaya karti thi,
Itni sachi aur achi maa thi tu
Warna mujh jaise nalayak bache ko tu hi sambhala karti thi,
Maa dubara se wo maa sabd tere aggey tujhe bolna chahti hu fir se
Kya tu dubara janam legi milne k liye mujhse,
Ek baar toh ake gale lga le maa mujhko
Fir se wahi pyara bacha bnke dikhaungi tujhko,
Yaad hai maa mumma's lil girl ka tattoo maine bnwaya tha tere liye
Lekin jab ghar pauchi toh dekhte hi dil baith gya tha mere liye
Maa tu sda zinda rahegi dil mai mere
Qki Sach keh rahi hu mera wajood hi hai tere liye,
Maa bharosa kar mera
bharosa nahi todungi tera
Ab aa hi jana maa bacha hu tera.
May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 12:18 PM UTC
Khuda ke dar ke siwa agar karni ** bandagi,
Mera sir jhuke mehboob ke aage jo hai meri zindagi.
Ibadat karti hu is sachhi mohabbat ki,
Mere humsafar ke bin ye jaan hai aduri si.
Chand roz chamakar intrane laga,
Mere chand ki tasveer dekh khomosh ** gaya.
Ajeeb si betaabi hai tere bina,
Tujh bin har ek pal ye dil ne gina.
Ashq behne lagte hain yaara,
Ek pal ki duri bhi nahi hai gavara.
Log jaate hain mandir masjid khuda ko talaashne,
Apna khuda ko khoj liya humsafar mein humne.
Jaam tou unke liye hai Jinhe nasha nahi hota,
Ishq ke rang is qadar hum par hai chadha.
Aapki yaadon ke nashe mein har lamha doobe rehte,
Is dil ki har dadhkan mein sirf mere mahadev baithe.
Mera khuda hai mere humsafar,
Humesha saath hai aapke chahe kaise ** manzar.
Karwate jitni marzi badal le aye zindagi,
Haskar dard chupane ki karigiri mashoor hai meri.
Par jab aap saamne aate,
Hum sudh budh ko baith te.
Har baat tumse hi befikra hokar aapse keh dete,
Ek aap hi tou hai duniya mein jo humein samajhte.
Dil ke har jazbaat ko bin kahe hi padh lete,
Aapse ek baat hum kehna chahte.
Kabhi udaas na hona aap humsesha aapke hain saath,
Majbooti se pakda hai humne aapka haath.
Saamne na sahi kahin aas-pass hi hu
Rooh se judi hai hamari aabru.
Kuch na kar payenge meelon dur ke faasle,
Palkein band kar dekhiye aapke dil mein baithe.
Aasmaan se farishta utarkar,
Dil mein sama gaye aakar.
Mohabbat hai hamari ibadat,
Aapke aane se mili dharti par jannat.
Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 8:49 AM UTC
Hawa ban aapke sanson me utar jaunga,
Bhulna chahoge to dil kone baith jaunga,
Chahe Kitni bhi nafrat ** aapke dil me,
Mai bhir bhi aapko chahunga,
Tu chand mai Tara ban jaunga,
Ghane badalon me mai kho jaunga,
Jab nind se band ** jayengi aapki aankhen,
Chupke se mai aapke sapne me aa jaunga,
Aapki khushi ke liye khud mar jaunga,
Bhawara ban aapke kano me gungunaunga,
Khuda aapke chehre par yu hi muskan bnaye rakhe,
Aapka har GAM mai sah jaunga
Mai phir bhi aapko chahunga....
Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 7:36 AM UTC
Duncan Gray cam here to woo,
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,
On blythe Yule Night when we were fu’,
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,
Maggie coost her head fu’ high,
Looked asklent and unco skeigh,
Gart poor Duncan stand abeigh;
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t.
Duncan fleeched, and Duncan prayed;
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,
Meg was deaf as Ailsa Craig;
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,
Duncan sighed baith out and in,
Grat his een baith bleer’t and blin’,
Spak o’ lowpin ower a linn;
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t.
Time and Chance are but a tide,
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,
Slighted love is sair to bide,
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,
Shall I, like a fool, quoth he,
For a haughty hizzie dee?
She may *** to -France for me!
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t.
How it comes let Doctors tell,
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,
Meg grew sick as he grew hale,
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,
Something in her ***** wrings,
For relief a sigh she brings;
And O her een, they spak sic things!
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t.
Duncan was a lad o’ grace,
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,
Maggie’s was a piteous case,
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,
Duncan could na be her death,
Swelling Pity smoored his Wrath;
Now they’re crouse and canty baith,
Ha, ha, the wooing o’t.
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On Turning her up in her Nest with the Plough
Wee, sleekit, cow’rin’, tim’rous beastie,
O what a panic’s in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi’ bickering brattle!
I *** be laith to rin an’ chase thee
Wi’ murd’ring pattle!
I’m truly sorry man’s dominion
Has broken nature’s social union,
An’ justifies that ill opinion
Which makes thee startle
At me, thy poor earth-born companion,
An’ fellow-mortal!
I doubt na, whiles, but thou may thieve;
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
A daimen-icker in a thrave
‘S a sma’ request:
I’ll get a blessin’ wi’ the lave,
And never miss’t!
Thy wee bit housie, too, in ruin!
Its silly wa’s the win’s are strewin’:
And naething, now, to big a new ane,
O’ foggage green!
An’ bleak December’s winds ensuin’
Baith snell an’ keen!
Thou saw the fields laid bare and waste
An’ weary winter comin’ fast,
An’ cozie here, beneath the blast,
Thou thought to dwell,
Till, crash! the cruel coulter past
Out thro’ thy cell.
That wee bit heap o’ leaves an’ stibble
Has cost thee mony a weary nibble!
Now thou’s turned out, for a’ thy trouble,
But house or hald,
To thole the winter’s sleety dribble
An’ cranreuch cauld!
But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men
Gang aft a-gley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promised joy.
Still thou art blest, compared wi’ me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But, oh! I backward cast my e’e
On prospects drear!
An’ forward, tho’ I canna see,
I guess an’ fear!
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'The puir auld folk at home, ye mind,
Are frail and failing sair;
And weel I ken they'd miss me, lad,
Gin I come hame nae mair.
The grist is out, the times are hard,
The kine are only three;
I canna leave the auld folk now.
We'd better bide a wee.
'I fear me sair they're failing baith;
For when I sit apart,
They talk o' Heaven so earnestly,
It well nigh breaks my heart.
So, laddie, dinna urge me now,
It surely winna be;
I canna leave the auld folk yet.
We'd better bide a wee.'
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ziddi tu bhi hai
ziddi mai bhi ***
na bolungi mai
na bolega tu
ye chuppi najane kb tootegi
ye narazgi na jane kb chootegi
ye gussa hamara ,
kb tk hame rakhega dur
bina baat kiye .
kaise maloom ** kiska hai kasoor
yaad aata hai vo waqt
jb hum sath the
saari pereshani
jhelte sath the
saari khushiyan hum bantte the
ab baith poorani yaade chantte hai
kashh aisa **
ki hum fir sath hon
dosti ki hamari sb baaten kren
kahin aisa na ** ki
yaadon me ab raaten katen
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 11:21 PM UTC
Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie,
O, what a panic's in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi' bickering brattle!
I *** be laith to rin an' chase thee,
Wi' murd'ring pattle!
I'm truly sorry man's dominion,
Has broken nature's social union,
An' justifies that ill opinion,
Which makes thee startle
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion,
An' fellow-mortal!
I doubt na, whiles, but thou may thieve;
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
A daimen icker in a thrave
'S a sma' request;
I'll get a blessin wi' the lave,
An' never miss't!
Thy wee bit housie, too, in ruin!
It's silly wa's the win's are strewin!
An' naething, now, to big a new ane,
O' foggage green!
An' bleak December's winds ensuin,
Baith snell an' keen!
Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste,
An' weary winter comin fast,
An' cozie here, beneath the blast,
Thou thought to dwell -
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
Out thro' thy cell.
That wee bit heap o' leaves an' stibble,
Has cost thee mony a weary nibble!
Now thou's turn'd out, for a' thy trouble,
But house or hald,
To thole the winter's sleety dribble,
An' cranreuch cauld!
But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
In proving foresight may be vain;
The best-laid schemes o' mice an 'men
Gang aft agley,
An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain,
For promis'd joy!
Still thou art blest, compar'd wi' me
The present only toucheth thee:
But, Och! I backward cast my e'e.
On prospects drear!
An' forward, tho' I canna see,
I guess an' fear!
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 12:34 PM UTC
Chalo aaj kuch naya sikh lete hai!
Jis vakt ko roz dhoondha karte the vo mil hi gaya hai,
To Chalo aaj kuch naya sikh lete hai!
Har roz jis shauukh ko bolte the yaar vakt hi nahi tere liye,
Chalo aaj use bhi kuch vakt de dete hai!
Har baar kisi ko unsuna kar dete the yah keh k ki yaar vakt nahi hai,
Use bhi thoda sa aaj kuch sun lete hai!
Kisi ke kaam mein hath bata lete hai thoda sa,
Ya kisi ke saath yuhi kuch der baith jate hai,
kabhi jo tumhare waqqt ka intezar karte the,
Chalo aaj unhe bhi pura waqt de dete hai!
Fir shuru ** jayegi zindagi, to fir wahi kahenge ki vakt nahi mere paas,
To aaj jo waqt mila hai use thoda sa jee lete hai,
Chalo aaj kuch naya sikh lete hai!
Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 2:39 AM UTC
Kafi arsha beet Gaye
Na Jane ab woh kaise hoge
Wakt ki sari kadvi baate
Chup-chup k sahete hoge
Ab bhi bhege barish Mai
Bin chatree k chalte hoge
Mujhse bichad k kafi wakt ** Gaye
Na Jane ab woh kisise ladte hoge
Kafi arsha beet Gaye
Na Jane ab woh kaise hoge
Na Jane ab woh kaise hoge
Park k bench Mai baith k
Woh bate kaise hoge
Tuition k classes Mai
Woh mulakate kaise hoge
Kafi arsha beet Gaye
Ba Jane ab woh kaise hoge
©akashgupta2310
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 8:17 AM UTC
Och! Airn an’ Thundir! Great Orrah!
Ere ye a' sune an’ syne fast, verra fast ***
Wae Verra Skye-Storne Hye,
Skye-Unleashed, IT! Clitheroe's Gory Orrah!
Frae mah Burnan’ Skye-Rage,
An' unco Airn-Curse o’er ye a',
Downe, downe! owre downe!
Theis Moorlan Firey Grass flyin’,
Dinna Daur! Ah say, Dinna Daur!
Tae mah Verra Skye-Roaran’
An' Skye-Furious Bellum, Guid Orrah!
Nae tae baith nowe listen!
Nor tae set futis ageyne, Ah say!
Wae yer unco dishonorable duds,
Oan Theis Verra Nobil Glamis’ Hal’,
Kingdom o' Scotland IT, Airn-Auld,
Robert th' Bruce Micht,
Ironclad, her Ruler, wae Wois Loud!
Fore, ne’er, ne’er, Ah skye-yell;
AH UNCO WADNA!
AH UNCO WADNA!
Great Guid, Verra Guid Orrah!
Wae mah Bleezan Skye-Blade o’ War,
An’ Verra, Verra Guid Gilded Targe,
Auldfarran, juist twich ye a'!
Whene'er, an’ unco fore’er,
Intae THEIS DEEP LOCH O' RID HEL,
An' thro' yondir War-Thundir, och!
Wae mah Skye-Skean steel-fechtin’.
Nov 2, 2020
Nov 2, 2020 at 4:08 AM UTC
Rabab baj rahi thi kahi, jaha khuda bhi naach raha tha,
Phir na jaane kaunsi yaad-e-dard baraat leke agayi.
Naghma jo lehrake aayi, banke sur-e-shahen shah,
Wo sur jo nafs se mile, to khud dard banke beh gayi.
Aye mere jaan-o-dil, jamal-e-mah suna teri nazm-e-kamal,
Hum to ro rahe hain, jab se teri lafzon, aasu ban ke beh gayi.
Andaaz mat pucho koi, apna batane layak nahi rahi,
Khair agar puch hi liya hai, to kya batayen, koi andaz hi nahi rahi.
Bata to denge hum, par koi kyun sunega,
Khair agar sun hi liya hai, to sun ke bhi kya samjhega.
Baatein to bohot hain, gar koi sunna chahe to,Par kaun sunne ke liye baitha rahe?
Khair agar baith hi gaya ** to ek be-kafan lash ka,Nazm-e-ashk bhi sun ke jao.
Ro to nahi rahe the hum, wo kam to apna lafz kar raha tha,
Achanak wo rabab yaad agayi, jis pe khuda nach raha tha.
Hum to baithe the, ab khare ** gaye,
Na jaane apna rone ki awaaz, us mehfil ko kharab na karde.
Ab mai chal raha hoon, kahi aur jaa raha hoon,
Kidhar jaa raha hoon, utna nahi pata,
Bas rabab se dur chala jaun,
Nayi mehfil sajane, udhar firse nazm-e-ashk bhi suna na hai.
Oct 27, 2024
Oct 27, 2024 at 11:21 AM UTC