"lau" poems
Najane kyon rutha rutha hai ye pal,
Chhin ke meri khushi deke dard bhra gum,
Ai khuda ye tera kaisa insaaf hai,
Lauta de tu mujhe meri zindagi nahi lagta unke bina mera man,
Najane kyon rutha rutha hai ye pal,
Hal-e-dil ab sunau kissse,
Apni khoi khushi ko lau kaise,
Ai khuda ab ye khubsurat Duniya bhi badi ajeeb lag rhi hai,
"Mai unse bahut pyaar karta hu" ye sandesh pahuchau kisse,
Ye jhuthi muskan to ek bahana hai dard chhupane ka,
Wo bhi roh rahe honge soch haal diwane ka,
Ai chand kyun ** gya tu badalon me ojhal,
Najane kyon rutha rutha hai ye pal...
Jun 7, 2017
Jun 7, 2017 at 4:29 AM UTC
I cry in love, I love in hate;
sorrow t'at no-one should create!
Whenst no gladness runs my heart's brake
It's thy own image t'at I'll make.
I remember lightly t'at day
As I caught thee on my morn way
With some radiance on thy brow;
thy words to me began to flow.
How at thy gaze my heart fluttered;
and as we stared my cheeks ripened!
Easily didst t'eir shells turn red;
and my body, numb went with sweat!
Ah! T'ose docile roots within t'eir ***
cunning creatures of o'r smug Lord!
With eager thirst t'ey peered at us,
sketching a poem as we conversed!
And t'at quaint note I filch'd from 'em-
what a gay song on t'eir young stem!
I knew just t'en how thou doth feel-
from yon crisp leaf and its mild seal!
Seized it as I two nites af-ter-
mine heartbeat fastened with lau'hter!
'pon learning thy name on its end;
so dearly crafted by thy hand!
O! How thou planted into th' cells-
th' living plants, amongst t'eir wells!
T'is piece on loving confession-
and such tender expectations!
I danced gaily in victory-
immersed myself in vile glory!
Ah! Didst I flounce myself right outside
To lure and bringst thee t'wards my side.
'Twas th' start of o'r story;
and my at-first-sight love for thee.
O, in thy arms I weave my might;
and in thy warmth, I findeth delight.
Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 5:12 PM UTC
ears still ringin'.
cut across from saint lau with a coupla burgers,
walk down peel, misty and damp, to a bus stop.
once home find hair smells like mcdonald’s & clouds & remember
that conversation i just had about the increasing
amount of wayward young adults..
with the driver of the 360 westbound.
---too cold for the balcony so i'll
probably just couch it & sizzle a nice bowl & wish
i had a little bit more to write tonight.
Mar 27, 2011
Mar 27, 2011 at 1:05 PM UTC
if i know but one truth,
it is that our souls
have met many times before,
various forms
of this flower-fairy friendship:
once as moon,
then as sea,
another as towering oak tree and ancient sun beam,
and again as volcanic rock
sprouting a citrine garden
crystalizing daydreams.
we are but
fractal spirals of concentric consciousness
spinning sapphire, rose quartz, and amethyst
through the infinite sands of time.
place your hand in mine
and find that its been there all along,
we've always been singing the same song.
so when you feel your love is far gone,
just hum your melody
and my harmony will fly along,
land on your shoulder,
and softly remind
that my heart rests in yours,
that our spirits are intertwined,
eternally dancing
to music of laughter
and heartbeats.
and though this moment
is fleeting,
though our path unsure,
the tranquility
of traversing this tome with you
of frolicking through forests
and peeling glue
off of our third eyes
to gaze at glorious
galaxies of possibilities
that lay waiting at our feet,
brings untold peace.
my dear purple sweet,
you are the stars above
and the river below,
a bolt of lightning
the vibration of ohm.
and wherever you may go,
always know
that the light you share
will return tenfold,
and that my love will be with you
to have and to hold.
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 7:51 PM UTC
DIWALI MUBARAK ** HAR EK KO
D.. Deep jalaye shraddha ka aaj;
I.. Iski jyot se, roshan kare sara samaaj; aur charo aur prem pasare.
W.. Wada kare, neki ki aur pyar ki rah pe chale, hardum.
A.. Aakar de ek aise jahan ko, jaha pyar hi pyar ** shraddha aur swabhimaan **
L.. Lau sada jalti rahe har dil mein, shraddha, sacchai aur prem ki.
I..India ka, hamare desh ka, naam roshan kare, desh ka har baccha.
Tathastu.
Armin Dutia Motashaw
Nov 7, 2018
Nov 7, 2018 at 7:22 AM UTC
Oh, That my heart could t h r u m
out a morse. code.
to my mind
so my eyes could
tear moistly, or WriNkle at the e d g e of humour
my ears resonating with
peals of lau g h t e r
or
reeling sil e n c e s
so my hand could reach
and pick the l o w h a n g i n g
fruit
from my brainstem
mouth to sample
the f l a v o u r/
and toss the bottled message
a l o n g the vein to my thrumming
.heart
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 1:05 PM UTC
Subha se sham ** gyi,
Par tum na aye.
Tumhari yaad aa gyi,
Par tum na aye.
Na aye tum,
Aag ki lau bujhne tak.
Meri saanas tham gyi,
Par tum na aye.
Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 4:36 AM UTC
Let me pour you with the love
You adoringly drench me in
Lau your head on my chest
And cry away your pain
I'll hold it, I'll hold it all
Cradle your pain too
It's okay for you to fall
I'm right here to catch you
You can hold me tight
Like a child holds his mother
I can be your support
Anything for my lover
Give me a chance to embrace
You like you hold me
As if I'm made from glass
And could break easily
My arms wait for you and so does my empty *****
Lay your head on me darling
You can close your eyes and drift on
Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 3:36 PM UTC