"malum" poems - Hello Poetry

JISKI DHUN PAR DUNIA NAACHE ,DIL AISA EK TARA HAI JO HUMKO BHI PYARA HAI AYR JO TUMKO BHI PYARA HAI JHUM RAHI HAI SAARI DUNIA JABKI HUMARO GEETO PAR TAB KAHTI ** PYAR HUA HAI KYA EHSHAN TUMHARA HAI JO DHARTI SE MABAR JODE USKA NAAM MUHABBAT HAI JO SEESHE SE PATTHAR TODE USKA NAAM MUHABBAT HAI KTARA*2 SAGAR TAK ** JATI HAI HAR UMR MAGAR BAHATA DARAIA WAPAS MODE USKA NAAM MUHABBAT HAI PANAHO ME JO AAYA ** TO USPE WAR KYA KARNA ? JO DIL HARA HUA ** USPE FIR ADHIKAR KYA KARNA ? MUHABBAT KA MAZA TO DUBANE KI KASHMKASH ME HAI JAB ** MALUM GAHRAI TO DARIA PAAR KYA KARNA BASTI BASTI GHOR UDASI PARVAT PARVAT KHALIPAN MAN HIRA BEMOL BIK GAYA GHIS GHIS REETA TAN CHANDAN IS DHARTI SE US AMBAR TAK DO HI CHEEJ GAJAB KI HAI EK TO TERA BHOLAPAN HAI EK MERA DEEWANAPAN TUMHARE PAAS HU LEKIN JO DURI HAI SAMAJHTA HU TUMHARE BIN MERI HASTI ADHURI MAI SAMAJHTA HU BAHUT BIKHARA BAHUT TUTA THAPEDE SAH NAHI PAYA HAWAO KE ISHARO PAR MAGAR MAI BAH NAHI PAYA ADHURA ANSUNA HI RAH GAYA YU PYAR KA KISSA KABHITUM SUN NAHI PAYI KABHI MAI KAH NAHI PAYA... WRITTEN BY : SHASHANK KUMAR DWIVEDI [email protected] (FACEBOOK)

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Nov 20, 2013

Nov 20, 2013 at 8:27 AM UTC

shashank-kumar-dwivedi

KYA EHSHAN TUMHARA HAI

JISKI DHUN PAR DUNIA NAACHE ,DIL AISA EK TARA HAI JO HUMKO BHI PYARA HAI AYR JO TUMKO BHI PYARA HAI JHUM RAHI HAI SAARI DUNIA JABKI HUMARO GEETO PAR TAB KAHTI ** PYAR HUA HAI KYA EHSHAN TUMHARA HAI JO DHARTI SE MABAR JODE USKA NAAM MUHABBAT HAI JO SEESHE SE PATTHAR TODE USKA NAAM MUHABBAT HAI KTARA*2 SAGAR TAK ** JATI HAI HAR UMR MAGAR BAHATA DARAIA WAPAS MODE USKA NAAM MUHABBAT HAI PANAHO ME JO AAYA ** TO USPE WAR KYA KARNA ? JO DIL HARA HUA ** USPE FIR ADHIKAR KYA KARNA ? MUHABBAT KA MAZA TO DUBANE KI KASHMKASH ME HAI JAB ** MALUM GAHRAI TO DARIA PAAR KYA KARNA BASTI BASTI GHOR UDASI PARVAT PARVAT KHALIPAN MAN HIRA BEMOL BIK GAYA GHIS GHIS REETA TAN CHANDAN IS DHARTI SE US AMBAR TAK DO HI CHEEJ GAJAB KI HAI EK TO TERA BHOLAPAN HAI EK MERA DEEWANAPAN TUMHARE PAAS HU LEKIN JO DURI HAI SAMAJHTA HU TUMHARE BIN MERI HASTI ADHURI MAI SAMAJHTA HU BAHUT BIKHARA BAHUT TUTA THAPEDE SAH NAHI PAYA HAWAO KE ISHARO PAR MAGAR MAI BAH NAHI PAYA ADHURA ANSUNA HI RAH GAYA YU PYAR KA KISSA KABHITUM SUN NAHI PAYI KABHI MAI KAH NAHI PAYA... WRITTEN BY : SHASHANK KUMAR DWIVEDI [email protected] (FACEBOOK)

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aaj..., aaj hasi hu mai hasi hu is kadar ki rona aa gaya.. Shayad apne haalaat pe ya apne jazbaat pe malum nahi..., par aaj hasi hu mai... Bhool *** thi muskurana is kadar kyoki muskurahat hi haalato ki gulaam ** *** thi.., par aaj hasi hu mai... Hasi hasi me tujhko hasa diya hasi hasi me kitne gumo ko chupa diya hasi hasi me bol diya sab kuchh ki haan..., Akeli hu mai... Par kaha akeli hu mai??,, Hai mere pas sab kuchh zimmedariya zaruratey umeedein kaha akeli hu mai..., Itni bheed me chali jaa rahi hu fir bhi khud ko akeli paa rahi hu.. Akeli hu mai yaha nahi kisi ko mujhse vaasta.., bhoola diya hai sabne ab meri or ka raasta.. Akeli hu par khush hu mai.., khush hu mai kyoki ab hasti hu mai...

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May 12, 2021

May 12, 2021 at 1:44 PM UTC

Charu

Hasi

aaj..., aaj hasi hu mai hasi hu is kadar ki rona aa gaya.. Shayad apne haalaat pe ya apne jazbaat pe malum nahi..., par aaj hasi hu mai... Bhool *** thi muskurana is kadar kyoki muskurahat hi haalato ki gulaam ** *** thi.., par aaj hasi hu mai... Hasi hasi me tujhko hasa diya hasi hasi me kitne gumo ko chupa diya hasi hasi me bol diya sab kuchh ki haan..., Akeli hu mai... Par kaha akeli hu mai??,, Hai mere pas sab kuchh zimmedariya zaruratey umeedein kaha akeli hu mai..., Itni bheed me chali jaa rahi hu fir bhi khud ko akeli paa rahi hu.. Akeli hu mai yaha nahi kisi ko mujhse vaasta.., bhoola diya hai sabne ab meri or ka raasta.. Akeli hu par khush hu mai.., khush hu mai kyoki ab hasti hu mai...

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_Bas hame malum naa tha kisi ke sath pane ki khawahish bhi na thi kisi se bicharne ka gam v nahi tha To kya tha jo tha bas hame malum naa tha. Jane anjane me hua tha hame v kuch kabhi The bekhabar hm bhi Khudse hii khabar the Til Til se sanjoya tha khaboo ka v mahal kabhi hhmne Tut gaye sare khawb par til v na dikhi Khawbo ki atishbaji dil me iss qudar ** rhi thi Jaise khuli aashaman me tare nazae aane lage the Uss hasin shaam ko main Dulhan ki tarah saji uss saksh e oo aam ka main Talab e intazar kar rhi thi Par wo nahi aaya Wo pal tham si gyi Meri sanse ruk hii gye Mano Bin mausam ki bijliya barasne lage Aachank tufan sa utne laga Mere dil ke har kone me Brishsh v hui khuli ragistan m yado ka silsila mitne laga kuch is quadar jaise Reet pani me tairne lagi Bas hame malum naa tha._

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Nov 8, 2020

Nov 8, 2020 at 10:58 AM UTC

nidhi098765

Bas hame Malum naa tha💓

_Bas hame malum naa tha kisi ke sath pane ki khawahish bhi na thi kisi se bicharne ka gam v nahi tha To kya tha jo tha bas hame malum naa tha. Jane anjane me hua tha hame v kuch kabhi The bekhabar hm bhi Khudse hii khabar the Til Til se sanjoya tha khaboo ka v mahal kabhi hhmne Tut gaye sare khawb par til v na dikhi Khawbo ki atishbaji dil me iss qudar ** rhi thi Jaise khuli aashaman me tare nazae aane lage the Uss hasin shaam ko main Dulhan ki tarah saji uss saksh e oo aam ka main Talab e intazar kar rhi thi Par wo nahi aaya Wo pal tham si gyi Meri sanse ruk hii gye Mano Bin mausam ki bijliya barasne lage Aachank tufan sa utne laga Mere dil ke har kone me Brishsh v hui khuli ragistan m yado ka silsila mitne laga kuch is quadar jaise Reet pani me tairne lagi Bas hame malum naa tha._

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Imagine you've cut a cake five or six times, each slice having the same color, however, a different shade. Now replace the cake with sides of oneself. Now Replace oneself with Me; I am that cake. The me that is of a higher mind, which I consider my conscious. I have a side of me that only manifests when drunk. A side of me that only manifests when high. The me who is sober. The me that represents my thinking. And then there is him, Malum. The darkest slice of the cake. He lurks, spectating, snickering...planning. He's the voice in my head that wishes I were dead...so that he could swallow my vessel and turn it into his own. He and I have a contract; I am to control and maintain my body, so long as I never been put into a full-on life-or-death position, or I am not mentally sacrificial. I've witnessed potential realities in which he had control...and it's terrifying. I hope he never gets out. I am not afraid to fight, because I fear failure; I am afraid of Malum and what he will do. He is not human...and he definitely doesn't fight for humanity. He is the me that wanted the world to burn...and he still does. He has no empathy, no sympathy, and he craves destruction. He's calculated, analytical, and he lacks love. He is pure evil...and he is waiting. He is waiting for me to die. So that he can swallow me alive, and turn the world upside down.

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Jun 26, 2020

Jun 26, 2020 at 5:23 PM UTC

PeacefulMoth

Malum

Imagine you've cut a cake five or six times, each slice having the same color, however, a different shade. Now replace the cake with sides of oneself. Now Replace oneself with Me; I am that cake. The me that is of a higher mind, which I consider my conscious. I have a side of me that only manifests when drunk. A side of me that only manifests when high. The me who is sober. The me that represents my thinking. And then there is him, Malum. The darkest slice of the cake. He lurks, spectating, snickering...planning. He's the voice in my head that wishes I were dead...so that he could swallow my vessel and turn it into his own. He and I have a contract; I am to control and maintain my body, so long as I never been put into a full-on life-or-death position, or I am not mentally sacrificial. I've witnessed potential realities in which he had control...and it's terrifying. I hope he never gets out. I am not afraid to fight, because I fear failure; I am afraid of Malum and what he will do. He is not human...and he definitely doesn't fight for humanity. He is the me that wanted the world to burn...and he still does. He has no empathy, no sympathy, and he craves destruction. He's calculated, analytical, and he lacks love. He is pure evil...and he is waiting. He is waiting for me to die. So that he can swallow me alive, and turn the world upside down.

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*Look at my eyes, Glowing blue. Watch the shadows take over my body. Hear my speech turn demonic. Watch, Listen. Keep your distance, Watch my eyes closely, Watch the evil take over my being. I apologize for my actions, Amor, But I have no choice. To keep you safe, I ask you this. "Tu credis in malum est?~"*

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Feb 10, 2015

Feb 10, 2015 at 2:48 PM UTC

Starhanger

Void

*Look at my eyes, Glowing blue. Watch the shadows take over my body. Hear my speech turn demonic. Watch, Listen. Keep your distance, Watch my eyes closely, Watch the evil take over my being. I apologize for my actions, Amor, But I have no choice. To keep you safe, I ask you this. "Tu credis in malum est?~"*

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They tell one lie, They speak one truth. 'It's easy to heal, But you'll remember all your scars.' The latter of the two, a truth. Though that which precedes, Lies through it's teeth. Fangs of darkness and deceit, Designed to forge a man with a black heart. If not for the comfort of the summer sea, I too would've succumbed to the gray of this city. Morphed from a young and happy form, To a soulless monster, 'Homo-Malum.'

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Mar 5, 2025

Mar 5, 2025 at 10:53 AM UTC

AbbottJHardison

Homo-Malum

They tell one lie, They speak one truth. 'It's easy to heal, But you'll remember all your scars.' The latter of the two, a truth. Though that which precedes, Lies through it's teeth. Fangs of darkness and deceit, Designed to forge a man with a black heart. If not for the comfort of the summer sea, I too would've succumbed to the gray of this city. Morphed from a young and happy form, To a soulless monster, 'Homo-Malum.'

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"...MALUM HUNC..." O unknown insect reading Catullus along with me this overheated day basking in a threatened Brexit and Boris. You read with all your many legs your blue striped body like a cursor cursing that "...supercilious superfluous figure." Yes old Catullus has the measure of him Read faster little one! We need to turn a page where we find ourselves indeed in that "far island of the west." And even after all these years since Caesar's first invasion we still breed this "multifucking tool." The insect lingers long on this phrase. "Why patronise him,damit? Except to gobble up fat private fortunes!" My cursor takes to the skies tired of such a human and his lies. "Malum hunc" it observes with a whir of wings. Both insect and Catullus in agreement despite the missing centuries. Meanwhile the rough beast slouches towards ( God help us!) No. 10 to be PM.

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Jun 29, 2019

Jun 29, 2019 at 3:48 PM UTC

donall-dempsey

"...MALUM HUNC..."

"...MALUM HUNC..." O unknown insect reading Catullus along with me this overheated day basking in a threatened Brexit and Boris. You read with all your many legs your blue striped body like a cursor cursing that "...supercilious superfluous figure." Yes old Catullus has the measure of him Read faster little one! We need to turn a page where we find ourselves indeed in that "far island of the west." And even after all these years since Caesar's first invasion we still breed this "multifucking tool." The insect lingers long on this phrase. "Why patronise him,damit? Except to gobble up fat private fortunes!" My cursor takes to the skies tired of such a human and his lies. "Malum hunc" it observes with a whir of wings. Both insect and Catullus in agreement despite the missing centuries. Meanwhile the rough beast slouches towards ( God help us!) No. 10 to be PM.

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Fuzzy orb so small and sweet Plump succubus plucked by hand Orange pink and yellow treat To fulfill a hungers toothsome demand Demeter's gift, O' how ripe Put the flesh between my teeth Ears delighted with phoebe's pipe Lounged lazily listening in edens wreath Juice streaming down my face Junes comfort, worth more than gold Sleep coming to make its dreamy embrace Hammock sway, as I slowly cross the threshold

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Jun 8, 2018

Jun 8, 2018 at 2:02 PM UTC

EvilShredder

Malum Persicum

Fuzzy orb so small and sweet Plump succubus plucked by hand Orange pink and yellow treat To fulfill a hungers toothsome demand Demeter's gift, O' how ripe Put the flesh between my teeth Ears delighted with phoebe's pipe Lounged lazily listening in edens wreath Juice streaming down my face Junes comfort, worth more than gold Sleep coming to make its dreamy embrace Hammock sway, as I slowly cross the threshold

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E mann tu udaas na hona ab, Ki maine tere bachpan k sare sapne tod diye, Tujhe bhi to malum tha ki, Har dekha hua sapna, Hamesha to mukkamal nahi ** sakta! To phir tu shikyat mat karna ab, Ki kya sapne dekhe the, aur ab kya hoon mein!!!

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Jun 3, 2020

Jun 3, 2020 at 12:14 AM UTC

PInsightWrites

Sapne

E mann tu udaas na hona ab, Ki maine tere bachpan k sare sapne tod diye, Tujhe bhi to malum tha ki, Har dekha hua sapna, Hamesha to mukkamal nahi ** sakta! To phir tu shikyat mat karna ab, Ki kya sapne dekhe the, aur ab kya hoon mein!!!

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I, Amor, ask this simple thing to you. Credi potest in malum, dilectissimi vobis? My eyes glow black.. My heart has rotted.. My eyes are black.. My tongue is strange.. Why?... Why did you leave...? Venturum me ..... Amor...

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Feb 10, 2015

Feb 10, 2015 at 2:57 PM UTC

Starhanger

I.....

I, Amor, ask this simple thing to you. Credi potest in malum, dilectissimi vobis? My eyes glow black.. My heart has rotted.. My eyes are black.. My tongue is strange.. Why?... Why did you leave...? Venturum me ..... Amor...

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Probably it doesn't make sense But I still pray At times Even when I can't believe in God I like Albert Camus My favorite French atheist Unde Malum? North Africa. Berber Mother. Me at JMU Lonely as the rain Her boyfriends studlier than I Might place Life of Pi The Shinkansen is impressive Chesterton aggressive I tend toward confessive Like Augustine. But still shy. Thank you, Ry.

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Jun 9, 2023

Jun 9, 2023 at 4:42 PM UTC

myqualyxians

An Absurd Word

Probably it doesn't make sense But I still pray At times Even when I can't believe in God I like Albert Camus My favorite French atheist Unde Malum? North Africa. Berber Mother. Me at JMU Lonely as the rain Her boyfriends studlier than I Might place Life of Pi The Shinkansen is impressive Chesterton aggressive I tend toward confessive Like Augustine. But still shy. Thank you, Ry.

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Ai Adam Ki Aulaad. Tu Kaun Hai ? Jau Itna Akkad Tha Hai Tu ? Apni Maal Par Ya Apni Hasiyaaat Par Ya Apni Hunaar Par Tujhe Lagta hai ki Jau Khuch Hai Woh Terai Wajai Sai hai ? Itna Ghamand Kyu ? Jabki Tujhai Yeah Maluum Hai Ki Sab Khuch Apnai Rab Kai Wajai Sai hai. Phir bhi Tum “I” ya “We” itnai Aasani sai laga daita hau. Jaisai Tujhai Khuch Malum Nahi Hai.

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May 26, 2023

May 26, 2023 at 11:54 AM UTC

aslam-m

Hum Kaun Hai

Ai Adam Ki Aulaad. Tu Kaun Hai ? Jau Itna Akkad Tha Hai Tu ? Apni Maal Par Ya Apni Hasiyaaat Par Ya Apni Hunaar Par Tujhe Lagta hai ki Jau Khuch Hai Woh Terai Wajai Sai hai ? Itna Ghamand Kyu ? Jabki Tujhai Yeah Maluum Hai Ki Sab Khuch Apnai Rab Kai Wajai Sai hai. Phir bhi Tum “I” ya “We” itnai Aasani sai laga daita hau. Jaisai Tujhai Khuch Malum Nahi Hai.

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Like Batman Emily Dickinson was reclusive Like Superman A Fortress of Solitude I spend much time alone But I am not a hermit Drive my son to work Eat at the little diner Unde Malum? Tormented Saint Augustine Tormented Camus Writing often ensued I visited Amherst This World Is Not Conclusion Mabel Loomis Todd World of strange designer Wild Nights

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Dec 21, 2022

Dec 21, 2022 at 5:27 PM UTC

myqualyxians

Like Batman

Like Batman Emily Dickinson was reclusive Like Superman A Fortress of Solitude I spend much time alone But I am not a hermit Drive my son to work Eat at the little diner Unde Malum? Tormented Saint Augustine Tormented Camus Writing often ensued I visited Amherst This World Is Not Conclusion Mabel Loomis Todd World of strange designer Wild Nights

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*Nocturnal , lurid color propagates evil The moon taps immorality as depraved lecherous men reveal their contempt for the Almighty Tonights train howls like Beelzebub - unleashed , screaming throughout the vestibules of Lust* ...

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Feb 4, 2018

Feb 4, 2018 at 3:09 AM UTC

randolph-l-wilson

Malum lux in futuro revelanda

*Nocturnal , lurid color propagates evil The moon taps immorality as depraved lecherous men reveal their contempt for the Almighty Tonights train howls like Beelzebub - unleashed , screaming throughout the vestibules of Lust* ...

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