"pani" poems
Nikle to hum bhi the ghar se yahi soch kar ki shayad is bar manzil tak pahuch jayenge,
kyunki daudna to unhone hume bachpan mein hi sikha diya tha yeh kehkar,
ki agar nahin bhagoge to woh tumhe peeche chod jayenge.
Daudne ki kuch aisi adat se ** gayi hai ki pair ab rukne ka nam hi nahin lete,
lekin hume kya pata tha ki itna age nikal ane se, apne hi paraye,
aur woh sabhi raste anjane se ** jayenge.
Sabse door rehte hue bhi, in anjanon ki bheed mein woh ek chehra apna sa lagta tha,
lekin woh bhi hamesha kisi aur chehre ki talash mein rehta tha.
Sahi raste ko dhoondhne nikle to the, magar yeh nahin pata tha ki itni jaldi thak jayenge.
Kabhi kabhi to lagta hai ki ab ruk jana chahiye, thoda aram kar lena chahiye,
lekin woh bhi namumkin lagta hai kyunki, ab to sapne bhi ajeeb se ate hain.
Chalte chalte, wade to kafi kiye the is safar mein, kuch unse, kuch apne ap se,
lekin yeh andaza bhi nahin tha ki un sabhi umeedon par pani ferte hue chale jayenge.
Yeh mehsoos bhi nahin hua ki apne hi apnon ke pankh kat chuke the,
talash thi to bas us kandhe ki jo is ladkhadate hue ko sahara de sake.
Fir bhi, dheere dheere is katon ki chadar par age badna hai, dil yahi kehta rehta hai,
kyunki jhoothi hansi ki kuch aisi adat si ** gayi hai, ki ab chahte hue bhi dard ka ehsas nahin hota hai.
Mar 24, 2011
Mar 24, 2011 at 6:01 AM UTC
MAI BAHV SUCHI UN BHAVO KI
JO BIKE SADDA HI BIN TOLE
TANHAI HU HAR US KHAT KI JO
JO PADHA GYA HAI BIN KHOLE
HAR AANSU KO HAR PATTHAR TAK
PAHUNCHANE KI LACHAR HUK
MAI SAHAJ ARTH UN SABDO KA
JO SUNE GYE HAI BIN BOLE
JO KABI NAHI BARSA KHUL KAR
HAR US BADA L KA PANI HU
LAV-KUSH KI TEER BINA GAYE
SITA KIA RAM KAHANI HU
MAI BHAV SUCHI UN BHAVO KI.
............
KI JINKE SAPNO KE TAJ MAHAL
BAN NE SE PAHLE TUT GAYE
JI HAATHO ME DO HAATH KABHI
AANE SE PAHLE CHUT GYE
DHARTI PAR JINKE KHONE AUR
PAANE KI AJAB KAHANI HAI
KISHMAT KI DEVI MAAN GYE
PAR PRANAY DEVETA RUTH GYE
MAI MAILI CHADAR WALE US
KABIRA KI AMRIT VANI HU
LAV-KUSH KI TEER BINA GAYE
SITA KKI RAM KAHANI HU
KUCH KAHTE HAI MAI SEEKHA HU
APNE JAKHMO KO KHUDSEE KAR
KUCH JAAN GYE MAI HASHTA HU
BHEETAR BHEETAR ANSU PEEKAR
KUCH KAHTE HAI MAI HU VIRODH SE
UPJI EK KHUDAAR VIJAY
KUCH KAHTE HAI MAI MARTA HU
KHUD ME JEEKAR KHUD ME MARKAR
LEKIN MAI HAR CHATURI KI
SOCHI SAMJHI NADANI HU
LAV-KUSH KI TEER BINA GAYE
SITA KI RAM KAHANI HU...
WRITTEN BY :::::: SHASHANK KUMAR DWIVEDI
Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 8:11 AM UTC
Barsat ki Ek raat dil ne dimag se pucha, jo Badal raha wo 'waqt' hai?
waqt to Aaj bhi waisa he hai bachpan me jaisa hota tha wohi savera wahi sham Or baki cheeje tamam
Par tab naa bhigne se lagta tha darr or naa sardi jukam,
or wo pani ki shrarate tamam
Jinki Yaad bhar se aa jati hai hothon pe muskan
par ab aisa kya hua jivan ki iss Dagar me
kahan bhatak gaya in jhuthe rit riwazo me
Kaise jivan ke Arth badalte gaye
Kyo ek funny poem likhne wale
Emotional likhne pe majboor ** gaye
Hawa k jharoko se kashti hilti gayi
waqt k sath mein tau badlta gaya
aur yeh zindagi chalti rahi
pal pal nayi hasratein
har pal naye khwab bunti gayi
aur yeh zindagi chalti gayi
raah mein manzar tau bahut aaye
bulate rahe mujhe mere saaye
mein tau ek pal ko ruk sa gaya
par yeh zindagi chalti gayi
yaadon k saaye mein zinda *** abhi
lagta hai tham sa gay *** mein kahin
par zindagi bewafa sanam si nikli
mein tau ruka reh gaya aur yeh chalti gayi
jindagi har pal apne arth badalti rahi
ham hanste rahe chahhe rote rahe
par woh apni rafataar se bas behati rahi
kabhi ban ke sawal ,kabhi ban ke utar
woh hame har mod per milti rahi
ham tutate rahe, bikharate rahe
fir khud hi gir ke sambhalte rahe
aur jindagi yun hi jalti bhujhati rahi
gum mile kuch is tarah ki gum hi gum na lage
khushiyuon ki baat bhi hame gum ban ke milti rahi
kya kare kisi se shikva, kya kare kisi se shikayat
apne hi jab todate rahe......
toh saans meri har pal ghutati rahi
bas jindagi yuh hi chalti rahi
har pal apne arth badalati rahi
Jun 6, 2018
Jun 6, 2018 at 1:35 PM UTC
payar ke do lamhon me kho jana chahta ***
maa ke aanchal me so ja jana chahta ***
mamta ki sarowar me dub jana chahta ***
yein duniyan ki rasme se parein hona chata ***
is jhut ki nagri se niklna chahta ***
payar ke do lamhon me kho jana chahta ***
maa ke aanchal me so ja jana chahta ***
yein badal tu mujhse kyun puchh raha h
tu bhi to maa ki mamta ko chahta h
tabhi to pani bankar maa ki god me barasta h
mai bhi apne aansu maa ki god me bahana chahta ***
payar ke do lamhon me kho jana chahta ***
maa ke aanchal me so ja jana chahta ***
yein pat tu mujhse kyun puch rahan h
tu bhi to maa ki god me samana chahta h
kabhi patjhar, to kabhi aandhi ke karan maa ki god me aana chahta h
mai bhi apne mastak maa ki god me girana chahta ***
payar ke do lamhon me kho jana chahta ***
maa ke aanchal me so ja jana chahta ***
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 3:44 PM UTC
Koi ghilla na ab aur na koi shikayaat hogee
Ab jo mohobat tujsay hoge,wo bakamaal hoge...
Dekh liya hai jo mizaaj hummnay teraa
Koi khata na ab aur na koi kammee hogeee
Humpay jo karam huva tha,aaj samj aanay laga
Pehle shayed tanha thay,aaj har taraf shor behnay laga
Huvi jo gustakhi ,andher khudkay jank naa sakhay
samma unki mohobat ka , Na janay khudpay kabsay chalnay laga....
shambal raha tha jo dheery dheery,lo aaj bikharnay do zara
Kuch apni tasveer mai,rang merey b bharnay do zara
Koi inaam ** teray kabil ,rakhdu wo terey kadmou mai
Laikin tujsa naa kio aur na tere jaisi koi hogee....
Ab jo Inayat tujpay hoge,wo lazawaal hogee..
khaaboon mai kho kr hum haqeeqat ko jaan naa sakhay
Sab tha pani he pani par hum kuch pebchaan naa sakhay
Zindagi ki mojoo pay sawaar hum bataktey rehai veeran-e-samandar mai
Muntazir mai sahil unka tha ,par hum kuch dekh naa sakhay..
Ilteja jo kabhi kee hee nhi,aaj jee bhar k faryaad karnay do zara
Dabay zakhmu ko andher he andher aaj samandar karnay do zara
Hai qabool ab sab tera,zindagi mai bas shamil hoga
Rahai naa sansay mujmai sahee,Laikin judaa naa Rumi say tu hogee
Ab jo ebadaat tujpay hogee,wo bemisaal hogee..
########penned by Aabid Rumi
Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 3:29 PM UTC
Nahi chahiye sobhagay aisa,
Jisme rukmini Krishna ki patrani ban gayi.
Nahi karna tap mujhe,
Jaise Parvati shiv ki ardhangini ban gayi.
Aur nahi bana aise ,
Raam ki sita Jo apne,
Pavitrata ke liye ,
Aag me jalke ,
Mitti se Pani ban gayi.
Likh apne pyaar ki adhuri si kahani ,
Jaise ek priye ban gayi apne saaware ki diwani ,
Ha ,
Mujhe bhi bana h vo Radha
Jo apne pyaar Mei,
Radha se Krishna ki
RADHA RANI
Ban gayi!
Sep 28, 2020
Sep 28, 2020 at 5:27 AM UTC
Door kahin hokar khada jab dekhta huu mai duniya ko,
Kabhi khud ko dekhta hu kisi aur me,
To kabhi kisi aur me khud ko bhi dekh leta hu,
Kai rote hue chehre dikhte hai,
To kai tadapte hue dil bhi dekh leta hu,
Koi dikhta hai talabgaar khushiyon ka,
To kai baaar koi khushnuma manjar bhi dekh leta hu....
Door kahin hokar khada jab dekhta hu mai duniya ko,
Koi mehnat k baajar me pani pani hote dikhta hai,
To koi makhmali bistar pe aaram talab jindagi jeeta hai,
Koi chor hai makkar hai to koi in sabka gunah gaar hai,
To kai baar jindagi me imaandaar se bhi milta hu......
Door kahin hokar khada jab dekhta hu mai duniya ko,
Ghumte ghumte kai bar jab koi ghar dekh leta hu,
Chor bankar kabhi jab ghar k andar jhank leta hu,
Koi deewar tooti hui dikhti hai ,
To koi aalishan mahal bhi dekh leta hu,
Koi ghar hota hai jisme dikhte hai bhookhe nange,
To ghar kabhi har sukh suvidha ka praman bankar dekhta hu........
Door kahin hokar khada jab dekhta hu mai duniya ko,
Kai baar koi maan bache ko pyar karte dikhti hai,
To kabhi pet bharne k liye khud ko bhookha rakhne vali bhi dekh leta hu,
Koi mahal mai dekhta hu sone se madha,
To kai baar kisi ghar k bachon ko bhookh se bilakhta hua bhi dekh leta hu,
Dekhkar ye bahurang duniya k mai khud ko aur majboot bana leta hu,
Na gareeb khud ko aur na kabhi ameer bata pata hu,
Door kahin hokar khada jab dekhta hu mai duniya ko..
May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 8:07 AM UTC
Zindagi ki piyala itna borha nahi hai
ki uski andor me lehron ki mujhme
nodia beh sakta hai.
Likhen uski andorme ek bindu
pani bi nahi itna chota
ki isme sagor bon nahi sakta.
Koi yaro achanok milta hai to bolta
kitna chota hai ye donia
Ye mitti andorme bi kya borha?
Khodo to isme kobor bonta hai
Liken agor Mawla chahe to ye
mitti se bi Adam bon sakta hai.
Somundor to somundar
shabnam (dew) bi Subhan Allah!
Aaj kaha aj reh ta hai kal ** jata
Kal ko kisi ko kiya pa tha
Thalu aftab (sunrise) ki canvusme
Ankhi dal kor job sham dol jata hai
Kisi Ko zulf ke saye me bemalum
Kitne ankhi khu ja ta hai
Kis andaar goliche chad aa ta hai
Kiso ki kiya pa tha hai
Liken mera bhi kitna khush naseeb hai
Khali hate aakor bi itni kimti herat angaiz
(amazing) majlish me ek hishya bhi mila.
Mawla karega keyse Aap ka shukrana
Alhamdulillah kiyanat ki Rab taarif Aap ka, Aap ka!
May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 6:07 PM UTC
Ye lamhe aaj kyon Etna udàas hai,
In lamhon ko aaj bhi kisi saksh Ki aas hai,
Wo samjhte hain hum bhul gye unko,
Par aaj bhi en aankhon me sirf unka hi vas hai,
Jaise tuti daali ko pani aur mitti Ki hoti taalash hai,
Waise hi es tute dil ko tumhari jhalak aur pyar Ki aas hai,
Dekho na ek baar palat Ke humko,
Meri zindagi aaj kitni udaas hai,
Kitni udaas hai,
Kai varash bit gye hai sath sirf unka ehsaas hai,
Pyar rahega unse jabtak es saksh mein saans hai,
Jis din chhod hamesha Ke liye jayenge hum,
Kuchh aansoo aapke bhi aankhon se tapkenge ye es dil ko viswas hai,
Es tute dil ka viswas hai.......
I love u............(•_•)
Sad moments,,,,,,,,,,
मनीष कुमार श्रीवास्तव
Sep 9, 2017
Sep 9, 2017 at 12:58 AM UTC
Me bhi tumhari tarah 1 aam insaan hu
Pareshaniya mene bhi dekhi hai, takleefe mene bhi sahi h
Kuch waqt k liye khud Ko kamzor bhi paya hai
Mera bhi man mushkilo ko dekhkar ghbraya hai,
Par inhi sab chizo se 1 tajurba paaya hai
Jisne Zindagi ko jeena ka 1 naya rang sikhaya hai
Sangharsh aur musibatein to jivan ka ek hissa hai
Aage bhi badna hai sangharsh bhi nahi krna hai ye to galat kissa hai
Sangharsh ke bina tajurba kaha se laoge
Aur tajurbe ke bina kya sikhoge aur sikhaoge
Ab waqt aa gaya hai tumhe himmat dikhani hogi,
Apni kathinaiyo par apni asfaltao par tumko Vijay Pani hogi
Apne irado ko or majbut banana hoga
Kuch karna hai kuch karna hai in jazbato ko dil me utarna hoga
Ye zindagi ki ladai hai tumhe khud hi ladni hogi
Apni kamiyo ko taqat banane ki kala tumhe sikhni hogi
Tum chaho to duniya jeet skte **
Apne har sapne ko haqueeqat me badal skte ** !!! :)
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 7:26 AM UTC
Today’s my birthday,
Guess I’ll get some cake.
Maybe a glass of milkshake,
To celebrate
The date.
Birthday of Alex.
Once I get off work,
It’ll be a real big celebration.
With all my friends,
This day will not be filled with frustration.
Today’s feeling different,
Today’s feeling green,
Then I come home and
I open the door,
All as I can see,
An empty room!
Then I start to see my old friends,
Anxiety, depression and suicidal thoughts creep in.
They open up gifts of loneliness and disappointment,
calamity, pani,
Heartbroken.
I figure it’s time to blow my candle,
See ya world,
That’s all the birthdays I can handle!
Dec 21, 2017
Dec 21, 2017 at 8:14 AM UTC
Perché i celesti danni
Ristori il sole, e perché l'aure inferme
Zefiro avvivi, onde fugata e sparta
Delle nubi la grave ombra s'avvalla;
Credano il petto inerme
Gli augelli al vento, e la diurna luce
Novo d'amor desio, nova speranza
Nè penetrati boschi e fra le sciolte
Pruine induca alle commosse belve;
Forse alle stanche e nel dolor sepolte
Umane menti riede
La bella età, cui la sciagura e l'atra
Face del ver consunse
Innanzi tempo? Ottenebrati e spenti
Di febo i raggi al misero non sono
In sempiterno? Ed anco,
Primavera odorata, inspiri e tenti
Questo gelido cor, questo ch'amara
Nel fior degli anni suoi vecchiezza impara?
Vivi tu, vivi, o santa
Natura? Vivi e il dissueto orecchio
Della materna voce il suono accoglie?
Già di candide ninfe i rivi albergo,
Placido albergo e specchio
Furo i liquidi fonti. Arcane danze
D'immortal piede i ruinosi gioghi
Scossero e l'ardue selve (oggi romito
Nido dè venti): e il pastorel ch'all'ombre
Meridiane incerte ed al fiorito
Margo adducea dè fiumi
Le sitibonde agnelle, arguto carme
Sonar d'agresti Pani
Udì lungo le ripe; e tremar l'onda
Vide, e stupì, che non palese al guardo
La faretrata Diva
Scendea nè caldi flutti, e dall'immonda
Polve tergea della sanguigna caccia
Il niveo lato e le verginee braccia.
Vissero i fiori e l'erbe,
Vissero i boschi un dì. Conscie le molli
Aure, le nubi e la titania lampa
Fur dell'umana gente, allor che ignuda
Te per le piagge e i colli,
Ciprigna luce, alla deserta notte
Con gli occhi intenti il viator seguendo,
Te compagna alla via, te dè mortali
Pensosa immaginò. Che se gl'impuri
Cittadini consorzi e le fatali
Ire fuggendo e l'onte,
Gl'ispidi tronchi al petto altri nell'ime
Selve remoto accolse,
Viva fiamma agitar l'esangui vene,
Spirar le foglie, e palpitar segreta
Nel doloroso amplesso.
1.4k
Dzień dobry, ok, ustalimy koszty na 100 egz. zajmę się tym po świętach, bo będę wyjeżdzać. Wiem, że miał Pan prawo zwątpić, ale w Polsce inaczej mimo wszystko podchodzi się do poezji, mam wrażenie, że tu nadal jest ona ważna. Bardzo wiele wydaje się tomików poetów - amatorów, są oni zrzeszeni w klubach poetyckich. Cieszę się, że Pan ma też swoich czytelników, to super, myślę, że tomik Pana zadowoli i oczywiście wieczorek z poezją też. Może uda się Panu przyjechać ? ale to jeszcze dalsza perspektywa, mama mówiła, że może sierpień. Pozdrawiam.
oczywiście, skoro pani prosi, przyjade... wiem, ta niesfoboda różnic perspektyw, na zachodzie jest ważna muzyka, ta forma ubustwa poezji... rym na rym na rym etc. ile czasu jest potrzebne tyle racze zgodą i kiwaniem głowy, nie chce sie wpraszać z tą obawą zaniedbania... w sumie nie ja wykonuje tą "brudną" robote publikacji. oraz dziękuje za brak formalności z tymi słowami przed moimi... chociaż rękopis by wiele więcej wykrył w ramach odpowiedzi, tzn. czułosci; jednym słowem: dziękuje.
Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 8:57 AM UTC
Are ye to batao tum chahte ** kya?
Alag thalag bhi kar doge, jo pana chahte **
vo pa loge ham bhi bhul jaenge
magar itihaas nahin bhulega.
Dange bhi karaaoge, khedh bhi jataoge
ek baat yaad rakhna tum bada pachtaoge.
Namak wali rotiya khilaoge, pani wali chai banaoge
Bin karan lathiya chalvaoge
Aazad desh bolkar media ko zukaoge
Dhayan bhatkakar chai va biskut bhi tum khaoge
Per ek na ek din apne aap ko katghare may paoge.
CAA ke naam par humay daraoge
betu ke kazag makang kar
bahar ka rasta dikhaoge
kapdo ka rang dekh kar
chronology tum samjhoge
antinational bolkar har prashn ko tum dabaoge
Jo aag tumnay lagai vo kesay bujaoge
Aaesi hi lagaygi us maa ki k phut phut kar marjaoge.
Bus mann ki baat tak simit rahakar
kaam ki baat bhul jaoge.
Ek press conference to hoti nahin tumse
tum kya aatmnirbhar banaoge
Saal dar saal shrif aarakshan ko hi tum badaoge,
China ko jhutha bolkar, detention camp banvaoge.
Marne ke bad shidha tum narak mein hi jaaoge.
Ek baat yaad rakhna dost
tum bada pachtaoge,
TUM BADA PACHTAOGE.
Oct 10, 2020
Oct 10, 2020 at 4:31 AM UTC
_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._
Nov 8, 2020
Nov 8, 2020 at 10:58 AM UTC
The dial turns
at the pace of the rubber,
putting in miles
while the hull shudders
wishing it could take a moment,
rest, gulp down gas.
But my foot's aching
to hit the plastic to the carpet,
"Come on baby, shmob it!"
like a commet.
Wind smacks onto slick glass,
flies past into the night
right by the burnt out
tail light.
Ashes pouring out the cracked
window
"Come on baby, go!"
Little kid dreams gleam
in the high beams,
wide-eyed and frantic.
"Don't pani-"
Crash.
Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 1:22 AM UTC
yesterday I saw you.
today only your scent remains.
tomorrow, that too will vanish.
you said
the ache for home rumbles in your chest.
I tried to sooth it with words
in the absence of medicine
or a plane ticket.
when you left I moved,
became an immigrant
and I understood what it meant
to live without living.
I forgo the mall mehndi,
the astrologer on his maroon cushion,
order from the pani puri wala
a samosa and small talk -
for a moment
we breach liminality
but then I owe him thirty rupees
and I go alone,
sitting safe from summer heat
snack untouched.
I wait for the monsoon and hope
you will return for the mangoes,
perhaps then I can tell you
everything I meant to say
yesterday.
Jul 3, 2020
Jul 3, 2020 at 6:50 AM UTC
*and you now see what they made me do? i'd never thought it would come to this, that i had to crawl back to the mainland of europe to find a publisher, because the appreciation of publishing poetry in england is null, nil, zero, nothing, a mustard seed's worth of hope; this mediation of saving the amazon rainforest to save up on paper and the first yawn of the digital age, among cat videos and **** there you have it, a massive blotch on the intended utility of this **** thing - i'm not even angry any more, just ****** nervous - or as the old writer said in his appreciation of poverty and feeling guilty concerning what he deemed to be his riches (a record collection and a private library): happy trails kids.*
Droga Pani Anno,
przepraszam za popszedni email, mianowicie że był on bez poważnej formy i tematyki, taki po prostu skrutem. Lecz przez osiem lat nie-ustannego pisania, pisząc do osoby w pozycji umożliwienia publikacji wkroczyła we mnie trema opisywania rzeczywitości - tzn. kiedy widze śledząc pisanie innych poetow na internecie - i tą marude znaną jako rozczarowanie jeżeli chodzi o szanse publikacji, nie tylko jednego wiersza w magazynie poetickim, a o całej książce własnych wierszy to już ża dużo można powiedziec o aborcji dalszych i utrzymanych ambicji. Myśle wiec ze 100 egzemplarzy nie jest asz tak nie realistyczne, wiem że poezja snuci swą muzyke dla nie wielu czytelkników, określone najlepiej dwoma obserwaciami: w angielskich gazetach można spotkać recenzje książek na wiele tematów (autobiografie najczęsciej), lecz o poezji praktycznie nic, oraz fakt że nie dawno tylko jedna książka poezji osiągneła sprzedaż ~10,000 egzemplarzy w Angli - a mówie że 100 nie jest nie realistyczne poniewarz na jednej stronie (hellopoetry.com) mam około 40 zawziętych czytaczy - 936 wierszy i wszytkie przeczytane przez tą skromną kadre - a na facebook.com mam 178 znajomych których poznałem czy to na uniwersytecie czy też w szkole. Tak, a więc 100 egzemplarzy.
Mateusz Conrad E.
Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 12:51 PM UTC
Phoochkas to right of me
Phoochkas to left of me
Phoochkas in front of me
Garnished and Savored
Spiced with chaat this shell
A pani puri dunking swell
Into the jaws of yum
Into my mouth a spell
Phoochkas by the dozen!
Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 2:09 PM UTC
alesz ty brat ty mym... co wspomina serce, jeno ortografią... taki brat z ciebie: tym: huj z tobą, bratku warszawiaku! szkic ciebie, na ołtarzu kossaka - frajer z ciebie... ty: gówno wart frrrrrr'a jerze! huj z tobą i pospolite pogawędki! sznór na szczóra! a oświęcim pyta: teraz?! zaraz... za-raz (pierdolona zaraza szwabem ryta)... gazem tylko po dziewiątej.?
najgorsze wiersze pisałem:
a najlepsze...
puściłem w wiatr!
horongiew reką pisać
to tło narodu...
ten tatuaż historii!
co zwałem mym tchem -
i co nie: na boga kara
i jego zbawieniem ołtarza:
na to: dałem wiare:
swym głosem,
by wiatr znikł, czy też
zamilkł! tym jego
pierwszy ruch bielą w
biel
i na tym, pytam:
tylko kość?!
nie! wapno! i stolik! i drewna
na sto lat!
a ta ruska
hydra! ma coś do gawari
by? by wybyć więcej?!
co? ta ruska pizda huja szuka?!
ah... brak jej mongoł:
szkic i ten azjatu: szept!
wnet pizda tego szuka?!
huja wróbla!
pani! czemu nie tak do-słownie
po prostu, od razu?!
Jul 29, 2017
Jul 29, 2017 at 9:32 PM UTC
Mahir na the jeene ke hunar me..
Phir bhi ji gaye hum to;
Aaya nahi kabhi manwana,
Honton ko si gaye hum to;
Mizaj saada tha apna..
Pani ki tarah
Log pi gaye humko.
Oct 7, 2021
Oct 7, 2021 at 10:17 PM UTC
Kal fir se wahi din
Kal fir jagi si raatein
Darta hai dil
Darte hain hum
Ki kho na jayein
Bin dekhe shabnam
Andheri raat ke thehre pani mein
Humesha ke liye gumm
Humesha ke liye namm
Jan 10, 2019
Jan 10, 2019 at 1:33 AM UTC
Pyaar ek jadu hi hai.
Aaj bade dino baad,
Unki aawaj sunayi padi kano pe,
Suna Kano ne ,
Asar hua pani se bhige aakho pe.
Aaj bade dino baad ,
Todi se jalak dikhayi di unki,
Dekha aankho ne ,
Asar hua yaado se bhare Dil pe.
Sun ke aawaj unki ,
Dekh ke chavi unki ,
Sukoon mila
Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 10:14 AM UTC