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"dooor" poems
Ek rukha aasman ...ek pyasi jameen...esi hi kuch hamarI khaani.. Dooor h bhut..par nazro me basein.. Rutha ** ek to duja kaise hasse..!! Aankhe ** jab uski nam.. To bheege hum b hurdum.. Kosis bht ki nzre churane ki..par hum toh the Unke dil me phasse..!! Aankho se hi wo izhaar kr gye ..or hum sochte rhe ...unse khe kaise... !! Alag hme b kuch krna..tha...to kuch esa kia.. Maanga jo usne hath toh hmne <3 dil hi de dia !! Waqt b kitna bewafa h bin bole hi nikal.gya... Or wo ret ki trh meri muthhi se fisal gya..!! Wo sapna tha ya hqiqat BS m sochti rhti hu.. Uss hwa ka jhoka h wo..jiske sang m aaj b bahti hu !!!!
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Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 4:19 PM UTC
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Language: Roman-Hindi dard hota hai ab yun dooor na jaaya kijiye is theer ko ab is dil me hee rahne dijiye sah na payega ab ye dil ye tho zara dekiye kafa hain humse agar tho ek mauka aur dijiye Translation in English It hurts now don't stay away Let this cupids arrow in my heart stay This heart will not bear can't you see If you are displeased, another chance I plea
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Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 8:25 PM UTC
Ahsas (Feeling)
Everything is an echo through the alleyway street in mid-afternoon Children scream from some far away park Dishes clatter and smash in a house, of which I do not see Dogs bark, gravel pit succumbs Bass raptures that rupture the ear drums of the passenger Tyre skid, rows of flower pots damaged Growling, forever growling the beasts on bikes Clatter the gates, what matters these days? ssffffFFFFAAARRRRUMPH! Triumph race the boys in pretty cars Coughing kids and the coffee drop pits rup rup rowww rupp! Tip tapping of heels on paving slabs Most are broken and make a click clack noise Children running, dud dud dud dud duddudududud Careless rain lost in the crest of a cliff face "AH O DA DOOOR!" "NAHHH EE DID DOE" And spluttering engines revving on tarmac- "MUMMMEH MUMMEH MUUUUUU-" The revving begins again, the noise never ceases Low rumble of the wheelie bin on crooked slabs Smell the rain as it sets and laundry as its removed from lonely lines Hissing cars in the ******* rain Hear music, its life's music, every word a jumble in a proletariat (e)state In a brief moment of silence there's an ethereal chill as a shrill cry from miles away resonates to me and my tapping on the keys are deadened by the accumulative sound of reactionary ghosts.
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Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 11:00 AM UTC
Once I Had The Blues But They Were Soon Recused
seeeeee ooh I am so happy feel fear fire blood will lash the fascist fear feeds bible ferocious alcohol blood will splash past us fear for what i have unleashed here are their houses swallow your fears away free the lama, black sewer sky hear the longing open dooor all used up here there grass is greener heave ** socially. ***** of the blind offer some potion who are we but lamb skin and horse manure smooth skin n smooth ***** frustrations are family bible I observed their army fail a rorschach knife a rorschach veil as it strikes the rocks rocks fall the animal he ate the bible
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Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 7:49 PM UTC
Of Bethony