"mor" poems
Sapne dikha kyon tor diya ,
Waada kar sath nibhane ka
Manzil se pahle hi kyon chhod diya,
Ab tujhse sare ristey tod denge hum ,
Mohabbat chhod denge hum,
Mohabbat chhod denge hum. ...
Ab to akele rahne ki aadat si ** *** hain ,
Tujhse to mujhe ab nafrat ** *** hain,
Kisi ko ab apna dil na denge hum,
Mohabbat chhod denge hum,
mohabbat chhod denge hum,
Tune mujhe aisa thokar mara
ki muskurana bhi bhul gya hoon,
Apne dard ko hi pyar samajh raha hoon,
Ab tere pyar se bhi mu'h mor lenge hum,
Mohabbat chhod denge hum,
mohabbat chhod denge hum. ... .
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 10:15 AM UTC
Ye hawayen kis or le jayengi mujhe,
Kab tak tere ishq me tadpayegi mujhe,
Na koi manzil na koi thikana raha mera ab,
etna dard dekar, Kab aur kis mor pe tumse milayegi mujhe,
Rukh tere pyar ka begana ** gya,
nahi bhul sakta tujhe main kabhi bhi,
Kyoki Tujhpar mera dil bhi deewana ** gya,
Teri yaadon ne mujhe etna dard diya ki,
Ab mere har lavj shayarana ** gya,
Nahi dekh sakta main tera ye udas chehra
Kyoki tumhari khushi hi meri muskan,
Lag jaye tujhe ye meri sari umar
Kyoki tum hi mere sapne aur tum hi mera jahan,
Kyon ruth gya ye pal mujhse,
Rone laga ye dil bhi jabse pyar hua hai tumse,
Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 2:11 AM UTC
Akela ** gya hoon tere bin jab se tune mujhe chhod diya,
Tor ke mera DIL mere pyar se jo yu mu'h mor liya,
Jab jab dekhi tujhe ye meri udas aankhen,
Chalak gye aansoo Jab yaad aai wo purani batein,
Kaise mitaoo sanam tera ye bharam,
Tujhe chahenge hum har janam,
Teri khusi me maine apni khusi ko dhundh liya,
Tu khush rahe sad'a eske liye maine rab se dua kiya,
Ab saare dard -e- gum bhula diye hum,
Tujhe chahenge hum janam -janam,
Ab har o pal tere bin main dard bhari yaado ke saath ji'h raha hoon,
Ekbar dekh lo mujhe ai jalim,
Tu kisi ke saath muskura rahi aur main akela ro'h raha hoon,
Puchh rahi ye duniya sari bewafa tum ya bewafa ** gye hum,
Tujhe chahenge hum janam janam,
Na mili mujhe tere sath jine ki khushi es janam to kya hua,
Tut gye hain hum, dil ko mere bahut dard hua ,
Khush ** jayengi zindagi meri jab es duniya ko chhod chale jayenge hum o bewafa sanam,
Tujhe chahenge hum har janam....
Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 7:11 AM UTC
*Intimate surprises
spun
from thin air.
Precious metals
forged
to last an eternity.
Unwavering.
Uncompromising.
Unapologetically bold.
Unlike anything else.
The incomparable thrill
of one-of-a-kind.*
/ Alexandra Mor
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 12:10 PM UTC
Male:
Main tennu eevein chaahnda,
<Yo baby! I love you like this,>
Jeevein Mor koi Morni nu - haaye...
<Like a peacock loves a peahen, yeah...>
^_^
Together:
Saath poori jindadi daa...
<Well we'll be togetha foreva...>
Ehi saddaa vaada hai - haaye...
<Yea this is our commitment - yo...>
^_^
Male:
Jadon tu kitey meri jindadi vich jaaye, haaye...
<If you go away from my life someday, may mercy be upon me...>
Naal meri jindadi v jaaye, haaye...
<Along may go my life too, yea...>
^_^
Female:
*Ke main tennu eevein chaahndi,
<That I love you like this,>
Jeevein Mor nu koi Morni ** - haaye...
<Like a peahen loves a peacock, yeah...>
Jadon main tennu kadi mildi haan,
<When I meet you,>
Bol paendiyaan akkhaan teriyaan, haaye...
<Your eyes start talking, yea...>
Main tennu eevein chaahndi,
<I love you like this,>
Jeevein Mor nu koi Morni ** haaye...
<Like a peahen loves a peacock, yea...>*
^_^
Male:
Main tennu eevein chaahnda,
<Yo baby! I love you like this,>
Jeevein Mor koi Morni nu - haaye...
<Like a peacock loves a peahen, yeah...>
^_^
Female:
*Main tennu eevein chaahndi,
<I love you like this,>
Jeevein Mor nu koi Morni ** haaye...
<As if a peahen loves a peacock, yea...>*
^_^
Together:
Saath poori jindadi daa...
<Well we'll be togetha foreva...>
Ehi saddaa vaada hai - haaye...
<Yea this is our commitment - yo...>
Apr 18, 2015
Apr 18, 2015 at 5:43 AM UTC
Kaun si mujhse khata ** *** ,
Bata do sanam
kyon mujhse khafa ** ***
Maine to dil me basaya tujhe bhagwan ki
tarah,
Batado sanam
kyon mujhse juda ** ***
Pyar to samundar hain ,
kaha dhundu tujhe,
Nazane kab aur kis mor par milogi mujhe ,
Mere aankhon me aansoo dekar,
Mere dil ko ek saza de ***
Batado sanam
mujhse kyon juda ** ***
Teri muskurahat meri dil ki khushi thi,
teri aansoo mere dil ka dard,
ab to teri yaadein meri dard ki dwa ban ***
Batado sanam
mujhse kyon juda ** ***
mere har ek baaton me bas tum hi tum,
mere khayalon me bhi bas tum hi tum ,
Najane kyon meri zindagi mujhse etni dur
chali ***
batado sanam
mujhse kyon juda ** ***
mujhse kyon juda ** *** ..?
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 10:10 AM UTC
my eyes burn
not only because they beg for sleep
but from the tears shed
too many have fallen
not just today
but in my (short) lifetime
my mind is all over the place
i can't fathom my thoughts very well
i don't know what i want or how i feel
i do know i feel alone
although i am not
i honestly love him
and know he's good to me
good for me
you are trouble
yet why do you continue to walk yourself into my brain?
yet why do i reach out to you?
yet why do you respond to my distress calls?
a few months ago
i would take back what we had in a heartbeat
now things are complicated
i don't know if i can trust you
do you only want me now that i'm with someone else?
would you still want me once you regained me?
yet they get even more complex
yes i may still love you
but i am in love with him as well
he's everything i thought he would be and more
but i'm not so sure the "and more" is positive
he is far mor ****** than i ever imagined
he is far more unstable than I could ever guess
i'm unstable
he's unstable
you're unstable
but you are by far the most stable out of us three
and i was the most stable with you
you were my stability
and when you left you took it with you
i cry a lot
i cry when i'm with him
not because he makes me upset or angry or unhappy
but because i am afraid
afraid to hurt him
and cause more unstableness in him
or get hurt
and lose more stability
or that I can't help him
that is my greatest fear
so why did i message you?
and why did you respond?
why am i feeling conflicted when i am in no dilemma what-so-ever?
is it possible to fall in love with someone while still in love with a different someone?
because i believe i have
and i believe i am going insane
possibly from an overdose
an overdose on love
-please send help
a.a.
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 11:45 PM UTC
Log har mor pe ruk ruk ke sambhalate kyon hain
Itana darate hain to phir ghar se nikalate koun hain
Main na juganu *** diya *** na koi tara ***
Raushani wale mere nam se jalate kyon hain
Nind se mera taalluq hi nahi barason se
Khwab a a ke meri chat pe tahalate kyon hain
Mor hota hai jawani ka sambhalane ke liye
Aur sab log yahin ake phisalate kyon hai
May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 4:02 PM UTC
painting when being bilingual, the naked phonetics of the english alphabet, and the diacritics on the polish one, for example -sh- of the former and -sz- of the latter, but the painting is still entitled: trying to capture what was being said without lip-reading but by optics encoding the sounds, so that someone bilingual might decipher; and yes, dependent of aesthetics / orthography the -rz- versus the ż.
azog
szak gaum'dasz!
blog
kruto, goniś... gunwondersmargen'ś.
azog
mor'rzyrljisz?
blog
golumdo, sza zu lisz sza za duh.
azog
jam dysz! *** da kurz nak krza rzuk;
arz ga bejark gundabadul,
mar kam narm karszrz.
mulgaj! a'naj! ursdraj! tu pu nam - ah me c!
Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 10:03 PM UTC
*As a designer,
I have always been fascinated by the interplay
between people and objects of design.
The responses change over the years,
and with this in mind, my collections
become tangible reflections
of my own journey,
as a woman to this day.*
/ Alexandra Mor
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 1:20 PM UTC
The Jester came to see the King one day ,
“these fools are no good they are full of dancing’.
Then the following day a joker came up to the king ,
“; these fools are no good for they are full of laughing .
And we are no good for we sit and moan for the crown we stole
has been a stolen .
The ring we borrowed ,
the knowledge we shared ,
the love we cherished ,
Is as loose as a hang mans noose .
The jester stands on our walls we built ,
just to tell us we are fools .
The joker on our bed laughs tingles his bells as we lay asleeping .
The minstrels have all but left to go a Caroling ,
the love we cherished lies
as empty as the grains of wheat to sodden to eat ,
to sodden to sell .
Christ’s love hangs in art
ripped flesh a truth of love lost
lies in rock umugst our sands .
We head off to the streets with laughter one foot to the right ,
the other to the left ,
the joker stands in the middle .
One foot to the left ,
then to the right
and we all sing lasciviously ,
as the plagues acoming ,
and we go asinging ,
for its. acarolling time ,
and it dos’nt lead to heaven .
For now the wine tastes sweet ,
and the barrels are dry ,,
our heads are kinda dizzy ,
We ***** and puke ,
then **** and poo as we
hung draw and quarter our souls as O
the boils will rise by the morning. The joker jokes ,
the jester sings ,
and we held hands ,
round and round and round we went
and it did not lead to heaven.
#Gals. Come home my dears come home my loves ,
for we will cook you pottage in the morning
and they didn’t end in heaven.
Men reply and we’ll all be dead by the mor ..ning #
And the boils arrived in the morning
and they didn’t. lead to heaven.
Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 4:38 AM UTC
Title : Beauty Within Beauty
Poet : Phyll
Genre : Love/Beauty/flaws
Year : 2018
P/Swno. : 260
BEAUTY WITHIN BEAUTY
As Authored By Phyll
Love,
You stand so bold,
And so sleek.
You have this Beaut...
Beautiful,
Rich,
dark,
And chocolate complexion.
Your smooth,
Chocolate skin...
So smooth.
So soft.
So silky.
So sweet...
So sweet like a piece of candy.
When I try and speak,
My words get so mashed up.
I end up not saying anything!
You give me this sense of urge...
Urgency to be the best...
The best person I can be.
You have this beauty about you,
That i can't go a day without.
I have this chronic disease,
The doctor called it ATAY;
Always Thinking About You!
Even though you are already mine,
You have this beauty about you...
You make me feel warm and safe.
Your beauty is mor...
More than just beauty!
Your beauty is a thing I call;
.B..L..A..C..K. .B..E..A..U..T..Y.
Never fall;
For anyone else!
They'll just hurt you in the end.
Trust me cause for them,
As easy as it was to get you
It'll be even easier to replace you.
Believe me when i tell you;
Your BLACK BEAUTY,
Is not your ideal beauty.
Your beauty,
Is the way you carry yourself;
In this high esteemed way.
That I don't care,
About what you say or do wrong.
Cause to me,
It's what your beauty entails.
The way you make words sound;
So smooth and so good.
You give me this sense;
Sense of protection and comfort.
Whenever we hug,
To me the world is just for two;
Just me and you!
When we make eye contact,
And our eyes lock;
I can feel what you feel,
You feel what I feel?
But I can't say how I feel,
With my words.
We can't say a thing,
This connection is wordless...
I just can't explain,
I just don't know why.
I want to get to know you,
More than I know myself.
Despite the fact that I'm a gent,
You make me feel beautifu...
I felt a certain way for you,
Ever since I first met you...
I don't doubt you feel the same,
Ever since I first saw you.
Just never had the courage to say anything,
But i am now your beholder.
Your BLACK BEAUTY,
Portrays it all.
That's why,
I not only like you,
But i love everything about you!
Feel Special my
.B..L..A..C..K. .B..E..A..U..T..Y.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
COPYRIGHT BY PHYLL
[email protected]
(C)2018.*
Jul 2, 2018
Jul 2, 2018 at 7:47 PM UTC
KHAPHA HOKE WO MUJHASE
MUH MOR CHAL DIYE…………
KI KYA THI KHATA ……………
BIN BOL CHALDIYE…………….
HUM TO UNAKE KADAMO MEN
DIL KHOL RAKH DIYE………………
KYA THI UNAKI RAJA……………….
BIN BOL CHAL DIYE………………..
BIN BOL CHAL DIYE…..…………♥
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 1:09 AM UTC
the ringin g in my he ad doe snt stop
it is so lou d
a const a nt dea d s i lent soun d
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im no t m y se lf
p l ease le ave m e alo ne
i wa n t t o be f ree
i t hurt s so mu ch
i ca nt h ear
i am n ot m e
i dont wa nt to c ry
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Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 4:04 PM UTC
made me
So horney and gifted
I lifted a tune
Which lit the moon
now your waters obey me
Bath me with light
my imperfect iridescence
to slither through fertile crescent
Such twisted insight
yet adorned in the shadow of night
This hunger for mor ning
star
my clandestine appetite.
I wander not lost
but sea rching,
est u aries mi
Jane tap sap
Sens u al it y
because I lick you
and your
***** pha lang ease
Nov 20, 2015
Nov 20, 2015 at 7:15 PM UTC
once, i picked
a habit from a tree
ripe and red, not meant for me
had it fa(l)len instead by gravity
i’d n(o)t be tasting this (v)ery insanity
what remained but a rotten core
i bit and i bit and
i bit
i bit
i bit
i bit
i bit
i bit
and again once mor-- (é)
Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 11:55 PM UTC
mine favoritpersoner har altid været dem
med sand mellem tæerne
og bølger i tankerne
(for ikke at glemme salten på deres læber)
jeg synker al skylden for disse ting
- bliver kvalt
ligesom vandmelonfrøene
man ikke måtte sluge
som mor altid sagde
disse frø voksede til planter
der aldrig visnede
jeg har gemt kys som valuta
og skyld er bare frø
og kys er bare læber
men hvad er valutakursen på hukommelsen
Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 5:48 AM UTC
SPORT'N SPICY stod der i SMS'en, SPORT'N SPICY blev hendes mål.
*** smurte rød læbestift på sine sprukne læber,
og strøg mascara-børsten på korte lyse vipper.
Strøg de lange spaltede spidser tilbage med kammen,
og skjulte strækmærkernes historier med Bio Oil.
*** Opstrammede bækkenbunden med knibeøvelser.
Trak i åleslanke dybblå netstrømpebukser,
Så kurverne blev fremhævet og alderen blev glemt
Alt sammen for én aften på madklubben.
Med en latterlig fyr, fra midten af Centrum.
Som kun ville lege.
med følelser og sexlegetøj.
Ikke far-mor-og-børn
Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 5:30 PM UTC
.
••••
**•i hold nothing but
secrets inside•i shan't disclose, i shan't
be vulnerable•into my humble recluse, i quiver and
hide•the world isn't ready to receive my bits and mor-
sels•come such time, i'd be willing to share•i'd bare
myself for all to see•if you say that you truly do
care•then it's best if you leave me be•for now,
don't pick on my sores•being eaten slowly
from within my gut•please don't...
don't pry anymore•save your
breath, my shells are
sealed**
shut•
.
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 10:42 AM UTC