"lun" poems
Ik gal kaha.
Menu 2016 to hi yakeen ja ** gea c
Ki thuhade lai menu bhulna bada easy c
Bcz us time jado thuhade viah di gal chali c
Tuci menu ik war bi nai c dasea
Nd us bhenchod nu pyar kar bethe c tuci
Yaar me kade kisi hor nu pyar nai kita, na hi kade kar paya. Beshak me hor bada kuj kita.
Bhawe oh kudi baji c ya nasha.
Par kisi hor nu kade pyar nai kr sakea.
Menu sala ehi samj nai a reha
Ki me thuhanu yaad karna band kr dawa
Ya ewe hi yaad krda raha
Me badi try kr reha ki yaad na kara.
Par is baar gal kuj hor he
2016 wich me bhul gea c u nu
But etki, gaand fati hoi a meri
Bus ik mar nai sakda
Baki bahro kush rehna penda
Kini war dekh chukea me thuhanu lal rang de choore wich
Sali iko dua nikdi ki maut a jawe menu
Bcz me khud mar nai sakda
*** bi ro reha
Yaad a ik wari, jado apa park wicho di ja rahe c
Te ik munda park wich ro reha c
Te me us time
Keha c ki sala
Kinna pagal he
Munda ewe kiwe ro sakda
Aj oh munde di yaad andi menu
Te meri kahi gal
Aj samj anda ki sala rona ki hunda
Bhen di lun hoi bi meri life di
Sala kite bi dil nI lagda mera
I know u nu mazak hi lag reha hona
Ha me kita bi mazak hi c thuhade naal
Te aj usdi saza bhugat reha ha
Ena jyada tadap reha ha
Pata ik ta banda ro ke mann halka kr lenda
Ik banda andro ronda
Jeda sala andro rona, te usda mann bi halka nai hunda
Bada ikha hunda
Fat jandi he
Rooh kamb jandi he
Sala jad bi kade wife nu patiala chad ke anda
Ta sad song laganda. Badi myshkil naal sad song sunan nu milde
Te bus sara rasta ronda anda me
Sach kaha ohi ik time hunda jad me ro sakda ha te apna mann halka karda ha
Cheeka marda ha, chest te mukke marda ha
Thapad tak marda ha apne aap nu
Sala sochda ki isi bahane kuch dil halka ** jawe
Par kithe.
Nai hunda.
Heena jj, menu pata ki mera *** koi hak nai reha.
Par metho ik haq na khona
Oh thuhanu dekhan da.
Me kade life wich interfair nai krda
Bus menu dekhan to na rokna kade.
Me tadfna chanda ha
Rona chanda ha
Apni galtia krke
Ameen
Jun 30, 2018
Jun 30, 2018 at 10:50 AM UTC
Jeg må da være den værste datter af alle døtre
Jeg lod ham sidde der
mutters alene
Et ovalt bord og en lun lasagne foran sig
En rank ryg iført en perfekt strøget blå skjorte
Og han var så skuffet
ked af det
grædefærdig
Fordi jeg var egoistisk - sagde han
og han var hensynsløs - sagde jeg
Og nu er alt bare så trist
Trist af alt, var synet af ham alene ved bordet
Det ovale bord
Hvor han stirrede ind i væggen istedet for på mig
Egoistiske jeg, mig men aldrig dig
Ikke en lyd spillede for at opmundre ham
Ikke andet end gaflen som tilsidst ramte den tomme tallerken
som nok forundre og dundre frem for at opmundre
Egoisme er min alkoholisme af individualisme
men denne samvittighed smager af likør midt på dagen
Han er måske den værste far af alle fædre
men jeg må da være den værste datter af alle døtre
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 2:22 PM UTC
My first life lasted long enough
A wife I loved and children real stuff
The war changed everything
Family dead except for my son
where was he when we won?
Forget it all
My second life a depressed teen
Counselors fail to make me clean
Phonographs and tapes
The start of my new life
Why do I keep thinking of my wife?
Forget it all
Third life wasn't strong
Discrimination with my hair long
Women disguises aren't the best in 1900's
This goes with my fourth and fifth
I really wish this was a myth
Forget it all
Sixth was really fun
Did some drugs and went to clubs
Became a show host
They all found out
They started to shout
Forget it all
Aute Lun didn't go to heaven
Nothing phased number seven
His life did not last
Number eight was burned to the steak
That hurt I needed a break
Poor sweet number nine
His bills made him commit
Suicide
Ten and Eleven
Nearly became convicted felons
But they got too sick to even try
Forget it all
All these lives
Do they matter?
Just forget...
Number 12 was one of the longest
A guy by the name of Alex Coneales
I was finally myself again
I made a friend or two
They help me through
They never know
Wilson Maxwell a friend with laughs
He found my tapes, my phonographs
We exchange our secrets
He says he'll help me no matter what
He knows too much so I keep shut
I'M SCARED
FORGET IT ALL
Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 9:58 PM UTC
Heena, me bhulna chanda ha thuhanu
Jiwe tuci bhul gaye ** menu
Me pathar dil banna chanda ha
Jiwe tuci ban gaye **
Me sachin yaad nai krna chanda thuhanu
But ** nai pa reha, jinni koshish krda
Uniya gallan yaad andiya
Sala 5 phase wale park ne dimag khrab kita hoea
I hate u, sachi i hate u.
Thuhanu bhenchod nu koi fikar nai
Te me edar ewe mari ja reha
Ewe sadi ja reha
*** yaad bi kitho aau
Mere nalo *** ke pyar karan wala jo
Mil gea thuhanu
Bhen di lun ehi gal ne dimag
Khrab kita hoea
Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 6:12 PM UTC
vi bader
halvnøgne i maaneskinet
på en lun juninat
vi løber
smadder fulde
ned mod stranden
men famler i blinde
jeg træder i torne
hvorfor husker jeg kun
hånden på min ryg
maaneskinet
dine forsigtige støn
men ikke den smerte
da mine fødder var skåret fuldstændig til blods?
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 1:05 PM UTC
The Devil came to me
during the final merengue,
in the ***** shadows of the night,
While I’d been dancing with a man
whose face I did not know,
his eyes were the color
of his hair, his hair
the color of his skin,
he blended into the
white walls the way Mole seeps
into chicken. He looked hungry
like every other man I had
ever seen before,
but Madre did he know,
how to make me spin. Spun me so fast
I pierced holes into the sky,
the Sun cooked red hot inside
he let off steam, cursing the ***** cochina
for her hoofed feet and bouncing
pig tail hair. When I tried for innocence
the sun only saw white
anger when I tried to apologize,
the Devil tsked and shook his head,
shoved his fingers into my mouth,
my tongue became an ember
my words turned into clouds.
Oh Dios, el Sol fue muy enojado,
his stars burnt brighter than ever,
reflected el Diablo’s brilliant grin
his triumph was he always got
exactly what he wanted. My chest
grew tight with fear, knowing what
I’d done. With a smile,
the ***** dance,
that the Devil had given. Me
quiero nada más, I cried.
But he just laughed instead, and picked up
greater speed. With every spin, my world
grew hot, flames kissed my neck and feet,
“Mami,” he said, “we’re not through.”
Grabbing onto my hips to throw me
around la Lun’, beating her
silver skin, the craters came
to represent his twisted lullaby
cooing Ella recordará y tu tambien,
The night belonged to him.
Dec 12, 2017
Dec 12, 2017 at 12:54 PM UTC
Vi bader
halvnøgne i maaneskinet
på en lun juninat
vi løber
smadder fulde
ned mod stranden
men famler i blinde
jeg træder i torne
Hvorfor husker jeg kun
hånden på min ryg
maaneskinet
dine forsigtige støn
men ikke den smerte
da mine fødder var skåret fuldstændig til blods?
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 2:00 PM UTC
shabdon ka khel iss layak nahi,
ki jang mein utar pao tum.
dekhna hoga, kya ijazat,
ki le lun tumse tumhara ghum?
agar mana paun tumko,
toh sambhal lun khud ko—
par dikkat yahi,
_ki tum mere the hi nahi, kabhi._
Sep 29, 2025
Sep 29, 2025 at 6:33 AM UTC
Yaar ki a
Bus kar, na kar hor tang
Me sachi bada dukhi ** gea ha life to
Mere to sachi bardash nai ** reha
Daily dia ladaiya
Daily de jhagde
Sala viah na hoea pata nai ki ** gea.
Uto teri yaad nai jandi
Bus kar yaar, jad *** tu apni life wich kush he
Ta menu bi kush reh *** de
Kyu yaad ayi ja rahi he baar baar
Daily tera nd tere husband da khyal
Anda
Daily fatdi he meri
Daily Dimag khrab hunda
Nai seh hunda sachi yaar
*** tak ta shyad pregnent bi ** *** huni tu
Menu nai samj a reha
Me kiwe nikla teria yaadan cho
Har gaane wich
Har moment wich
Tenu labda
Bhen di lun narak hoi bi jindagi.
Sala pata nai kad kheda chutu teria yaadan to
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 2:55 PM UTC
i qik o lun
je flu o kon
ju na ni dun
põ gip e bon
i qat ni sek
so nau po kal
ju txexnexek
po wu no zal
Dec 6, 2023
Dec 6, 2023 at 7:59 PM UTC
o tut de lun u zgiqbu
je dza sua *** kai zgilen tak te zon
i qdu qe xek nau tepzi tek o ***
je zuk bau *** nau zal po sli de ple
i sli bau *** xai daltep. i nefu lo sinpok
je plo qe txitup le za xak de zok.
i lan lo xilpok sondal xle de papkin gu
ke xel de lit pe sin je dzo le kai papkit
fi no vol fai dan pe xil. i nak lo lupko
pe qippli kai ben je sku le zgi fi zetfu
peu tu lot pe lia gelúp. i xek ne lutnik
sku de qak xik je xnukek le kai xta
i lutfu peu zanxo je pindal qe xne peu luttak
je sik le po zan do ple de notlen
vou nau zal do ple de pel. i lan lo vipnik
je xle le *** sai xel de txixo bon
i kul lia lot je bel lia xnu pe gul
i xel le sui kep ze skuxo bon qe sin
je slizuk le fi ti. i xen o liofu
e xalzen xle de nokfuk pap
i vit le so fo tul je xle le kin
je zni sai dal lia *** gexpá qe lal
za lia qla xal je lia takson dqi qe dal zoi
xen go zno e son pe sin je ***
go e pe zgitul kon. i nak to del
ke fin de skuxo xik qe xel de ske
i zno po sinpokfu je qdu do sua ke bon
i sak xto i sak lot i sak ska i sak zat
Jan 31, 2024
Jan 31, 2024 at 2:26 PM UTC
la la luna
the one that shines bright.
Her glow mystifies my eye.
as She moves across the sky
my mind ponders the surface
and what lies beneath.
la la lun
perhaps thats what you do.
processor of things,
filtering through.
I feel your moves.
they lay waiting in the base of me.
in the hollow parts of my core.
there the shifts rest,
moving back and forth.
la la una
the One I cannot contest.
the perfect balance of movement.
pressure being built to release it
again and again.
my waters embrace this.
they hold the charge that encircles
the stars within.
they prepare for collision.
super novas on course.
the lens receives a focus.
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 3:01 PM UTC