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"puch" poems
Kanyadaan hua jab pura, Aaya samay vidayi ka Hashi khushi sab kaam hua tha, Saari rashmm adaai ka Beti ke uss kaatar swar ne , Baabul ko jhakjhor dia Puch rahi thi papa tumne, Kya sach-much me chodd dia Apne aangan ki phulwari, Mujhko sada kaha tumne Mere rone ko pal bhar bhi, Bilkul nahi saha tumne Kya iss aangan ke kone me, Mera kuch asthan nahi Ab mere rone ka papa, Tumko bilkul dhyan nahi Dekho antim baar dehri, Log mujhhe pujwaate hai Aakar ke papa inko kyu, Aap nahi dhamkate hai Nahi rokte chacha taau, Bhaiya se v aas nahi Aisi bhi kya nishthurta hai, Koi aata paas nahi Beti ki baato ko sun ke, Pita nahi rah saka khada Umadd pade ankho se aanshu, Badahawas sa daud pada Kaatar bichia si wah beti, Lipat pita se rotii thi Jaise yaado ke akshar wah, Ashru bindu se dhoti thi Maa ko laga god se koi, Maano sab kuch cheen chala Phool sabhi ghar ki phoolwari se koi jyo been chala Chota bhai bhi kone me, Baitha biatha subak raha Usko kaun karega chup ab, Wah kone me dubak raha Beti ke jaane par ghar ne, Jaane kya kya khoya hai Kabhi naa rone wala baap bhi, Phoot-Phoot kar roya hai ............
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Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 8:07 AM UTC
KANYADAAN HUA JAB PURA
Mere Hujre maiN Nahi aur kahiN per rakhdo.... Aasman laye ** Le aao ZameeN par rakh do.... Ab kahaN dhuNdne jaogey humarey qaatil, Ap to qaatl ka ilzaam humi par rakh do... Usne kuch Taak pe tutey diye rakhe haiN, Chaand TaaroN ko le jaa kar wahiN par rakha do.... Kashti tera naseeb chamakdar kar dia, Is paar k thapedoN ne us par dia, Afwaah thi ki meri tabiyat kharab hai, LogoN ne puch puch k bimar kar dia... Do gaaz sahi magar ye meri milkiyat to hai, Aey maut tune mujhe zamidaar kar dia.....
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Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 12:28 PM UTC
**Aey maut tune mujhe zamidaar kar dia.....**
my subject, mrs. ((brown?)) for this speech is going to be: obesity. ish. you see I remember the article you handed out to us, loos-leafed, fresh-pressed, a dry white piece that told, in simplest terms, the most inarguable & bland facts about !healthy eating & !weight loss! but mrs ((whatever)), I want to tell n and the entire ******* crisp class, that obesity is a load of steaming **** from someone who’s really fucki ng sick (you know how much better it stinks then) that obesity was made to be glorified, I don’t tell you this— I ****** jiggle it to you, grab my santa clause puch and shove it at you-- tick tock we wait for the clock to tell us what s to come, except it makes us guess --see this: a mid-age woman, mother, fat & previously fat, goes in for stabbing pain in the chest, or chronic diarrhea, seeing stars & no energy left. ((this happens)) the doctor says, well let’s weigh you n see if you’ve lost the weight I told you to lose before remember Sharol now Sharol..,,,, sweety….. you weigh 55.62 lbs over the state-set “healthy limit”k, so we’re just gonna give u these diet pills & I promise they work,. all nach-yer-awl u see, none of that waterweight ******** [! excuse my language] and in about 3 months you’ll lose half that overweight, and I promise the starsll go away and you’ll feel right tip top okay now that’ll be $60 & come bac k in a month to tell me how much you’ve lost okay haha but that’s alrightright? she was unhealthy & doctors make you healthy only her brain cancer maybe, or like, colon cancer or literally anything other obesity kills her in about 3 months bc the **** doctor would only pretend that she cared what was wrong with Sharol, sweety…,,, im sharol and so are you and so is your uncle & so is your mother, probably because most of us are “obese” & the only cure for obesity is the cure for the term “obesity” you see
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May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 3:50 PM UTC
Obesity
my subject, mrs. ((brown?)) for this speech is going to be: obesity. ish. you see I remember the article you handed out to us, loos-leafed, fresh-pressed, a dry white piece that told, in simplest terms, the most inarguable & bland facts about !healthy eating & !weight loss! but mrs ((whatever)), I want to tell n and the entire ******* crisp class, that obesity is a load of steaming **** from someone who’s really fucki ng sick (you know how much better it stinks then) that obesity was made to be glorified, I don’t tell you this— I ****** jiggle it to you, grab my santa clause puch and shove it at you-- tick tock we wait for the clock to tell us what s to come, except it makes us guess --see this: a mid-age woman, mother, fat & previously fat, goes in for stabbing pain in the chest, or chronic diarrhea, seeing stars & no energy left. ((this happens)) the doctor says, well let’s weigh you n see if you’ve lost the weight I told you to lose before remember Sharol now Sharol..,,,, sweety….. you weigh 55.62 lbs over the state-set “healthy limit”k, so we’re just gonna give u these diet pills & I promise they work,. all nach-yer-awl u see, none of that waterweight ******** [! excuse my language] and in about 3 months you’ll lose half that overweight, and I promise the starsll go away and you’ll feel right tip top okay now that’ll be $60 & come bac k in a month to tell me how much you’ve lost okay haha but that’s alrightright? she was unhealthy & doctors make you healthy only her brain cancer maybe, or like, colon cancer or literally anything other obesity kills her in about 3 months bc the **** doctor would only pretend that she cared what was wrong with Sharol, sweety…,,, im sharol and so are you and so is your uncle & so is your mother, probably because most of us are “obese” & the only cure for obesity is the cure for the term “obesity” you see
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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 ***
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 3:44 PM UTC
maa
Ek chand gumsum sa hai Door desh rehta  hai. Jab b puch lo kyu udas hai Koi baat nahi kehta hai Kya kho gya hai uska jo door desh me dhoondta hai Sans is zami me hai To vha ku ghumta hai. Muje fark yun padta hai Ku Maine is chand ko haste hasate dekha hai. Ladte jhagadte roothte manate dekha hai. Us chand Ka taqiya b uski ankho ki nami mehsus karta hai. Bhai jan to hai par aapi ammi ki kami mehsus karta hai. Vo vha aasman ki talash me gya hai Apne sapno k jahan ki talash me gya hai. Ab use is shehar ki chamak b raas ni aati Kabhi bethkar sochta hai k is shehar kash na aati. Maa ki panv ki jameen ko jannat hai janta hai. Jo samne se jhagdta tha phone pe ammi Ka Sab kha manta hai. Us chand Ka dil b toota hai kisi se keh ni paya Sab kuch saha Akele Bas Roye bina reh na paya Ab Dard kam hai Bas kasak baki hai Khalish baqi  hai jakhm pe thoda namak Baqi hai. Or Hume intezar hai k vo chand Jane ab Kab hasega Kab utha k tasveer zindagi ki usme rang bharega Chudi bindi mehndi libaz Sab shaunk thode kam ** gye hai Ye Sab dekh k hairan hum ** gye hai ** skta hai ye likha b use na pasand aye ** skta hai nazarandaz kare ya nazarband kar jaye Hume yakin hai vo Khud k  Masle hal kar legi Sabr or dua dono mile h use aj ni to kal kar legi Dhal jayega jald vo saya jo chand pe aj betha hai. Ek chand gumsum sa hai Door desh rehta  hai. Ek chand gumsum sa hai Door desh rehta  hai.
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Oct 25, 2022
Oct 25, 2022 at 9:16 AM UTC
Ek chand
Soyi soyi si hai zindagi Koyi bewaqt awaaz na de Kismat meri ruthi si hai Magar ankh khul jati hai Tere ek ehesaas se... *** Life is almost at a sleep stage No one even gives a call My fate is upset, yet willing As my eyes opens From the unusual feeling *** Saaye se bhi, waja puch le Ki darpar dastak kiyu nahi karti Zalim dil soh nahi pata Raato ki beraham tanhayiyan Har waqt tujhe pukarti... *** Ask the shadow the reasons Why it doesn't show up these days This wrenched heart, cannot sleep In the loneliness of night Calls for you, then starts to weep *** Farista ban gaye ** ya fakir Likhte hi nahi ** mere naseeb Ek tutta tara, aine mei dekha Khoobsurat sa chahera Har baar rutha... *** Have you become an angel or a saint You no longer write my fate A shooting star, on the mirror sighted A beautiful face Saddened yet delighted... *** ©sim
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Jul 29, 2017
Jul 29, 2017 at 11:22 PM UTC
Zindagi/Life
kaash ki yeh itna aasan hota ki tumse baat krne se pehle itna sochna na hota thoda puch lete hum tumhre baare mai thoda bata bhi dete hum aapne dil ke halaat thoda haas lete tumhre sath mai thoda roo bhi lete tumhri yaad mai bata dete tumhe wo sarri baaten dikha dete tumhe wo sare alfaaz suna dete tumhe dharkane aapni sunn bhi lete tumhri madhor awaz thodi der k liye hi tumme wapas kho jate es aandheri duniya se kahi dur chle jate tumhre sath kuch aur pal bhi bita lete khud toh thoda sa pyaar bhi kr lete Par kaash ki yeh itna aasan hota tumse baat krne se pehle itna sochna na hota.
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Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 5:43 AM UTC
Untitled
We're at a ball, a masquerade Hiding behind the shallow disguises that we ourselves have made Out of the fear that we should ever be Sub-par, unwanted fools who play the game by the wrong rules Unknowing and intoxicated slugs Away, the fear goes when you are near, love And this song I hear, it can't be simpler to me I am not who I want to be Oh, no no no. We're at a dance, the high school prom Oh god, oh no, here comes your mom With cameras blazing, intent on capturing each and every moment Head's spinning all too much Perhaps they really spiked the puch Around, around, around, around Inside Away, the fear goes when you are near, love And this song I hear, it can't be simpler to me I am not who I want to be Oh, no no no. We're at a concert, music bash Here comes the snare, here comes the crash to Rouse us up when we've let go and follow up killer guitar solos Head banging, purple lights, it's just another crazy night We'll look back on in 20 years and laugh Away, the fear goes when you are near, love And this song I hear, it can't be simpler to me I am not who I want to be Oh, no no no.
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Jan 22, 2010
Jan 22, 2010 at 12:21 PM UTC
Away
night falls but i dont all night awak with nothing to do with nothing dut thoughts sun rises up i look out my mind is crazy so am i said my own counsious breaking sleep going slowly insaine scared ashamed of what a perfect mistake being what you were made finding out what you are seeing the freak in your own eyes society screws and kills my eyes are blood shot more less sleep makes me want to scream but i need to know my store scares fill my face making you look like a train wreck that cause the scares who are u do i know you are you the threat of me shouldi just keep going crazy no answeres have been made your all alon in the big wide world normal people scare me when i freak out when they come near me no sleep turning me in to a scary monster at 3:00 am just like when u see ascary monster i am the scary monster poepl look at me i might be kinda paranoid since every ones silence i dont know who i am expent my every mistake. i splacsh water in my face but that dosnt change a thing this wold has no boundryies i see the reflection of my self in ther meior i puch the mior shattering glass in my fist anger grows deep when society is just a mistake you make i go insaine do i follow or decay
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Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 11:20 AM UTC
sleepless
you're drunk and ****** off screaming between spewing ***** how you have always hated me. i'm terrified but i refuse to give you the pleasure so, as you smash your fist through the plaster by my head i laugh and wipe absently at the tears. you roar and fume and spit how you're going to **** me i double dog dare you to try making sure i grin wide to show you i mean it. landing on the floor in a sweaty heap still mumbling about the time i lost your mother's necklace you pass out. it hits me then, laying in bed like a truck or a train like your hate filled fists punching holes in the walls. i shake and i cry under that hand that crept up and clamped itself over my mouth. i'm helpless and afraid and as i watch you sleep i wonder if the buses have started running and if you would even notice or care if i was gone in the morning.
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Oct 13, 2010
Oct 13, 2010 at 10:44 PM UTC
puch drunk love
I dont dance and remember when... Like a country ballad I sat and wrote our future..... Ash trays and bottle caps are surrounded by crumpled looseleaf melted bees wax remindds me of the light i put out... Like the only warmth in my desperate dungeon simplicity now i understand like a Einstein of obvious.... I frame my failures and hang the posts of social media near my melencholy motivations.... Desperate attempts now rely on the decline of my terror strapped sometime to become your worst nightmare... 2 am shifts and puch cards of never there left me tired of successful failure... Cellular connection and text wars now fill my only connection when im not out of the service area...... Isnt wealth suppose to be your accept of my last mistake? Cold sandwiches Vlts double ryes supplement my misery.... A juggling act of balance now wears out the clown beneath my circus.... As the reality of a sublime future lights the mornings I leave... Sunset just means the day cannot sell my darkness its light... As I forget how to smile and you remember how to dance.... know that staring at myself in motel mirrors and reflective gazes.... I know that deep inside im the one who needs changes...
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Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 1:58 AM UTC
Confession to my family......
Jad bi koi chude wali langdi kol di Me tenu labda ude wich Sochda shyad kite tera face dikh jawe Bada tadap reha ha tenu dekhan lai Photo nai dekhni Samne ake dekhna Ena jyada tadap reha ki puch na Par tenu ta *** koi fark ni penda Tahi keh kr *** Ki u will regret for life Kiwe a jawa samne eh gal sunke
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Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 1:49 AM UTC
Talash
Pressure is not a pressure unless you treat it as a challenge. In every situation, you have the power to choose on what angle you will look on.
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Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 1:16 AM UTC
Puch Line (5)
Rabab baj rahi thi kahi, jaha khuda bhi naach raha tha, Phir na jaane kaunsi yaad-e-dard baraat leke agayi. Naghma jo lehrake aayi, banke sur-e-shahen shah, Wo sur jo nafs se mile, to khud dard banke beh gayi. Aye mere jaan-o-dil, jamal-e-mah suna teri nazm-e-kamal, Hum to ro rahe hain, jab se teri lafzon, aasu ban ke beh gayi. Andaaz mat pucho koi, apna batane layak nahi rahi, Khair agar puch hi liya hai, to kya batayen, koi andaz hi nahi rahi. Bata to denge hum, par koi kyun sunega, Khair agar sun hi liya hai, to sun ke bhi kya samjhega. Baatein to bohot hain, gar koi sunna chahe to,Par kaun sunne ke liye baitha rahe? Khair agar baith hi gaya ** to ek be-kafan lash ka,Nazm-e-ashk bhi sun ke jao. Ro to nahi rahe the hum, wo kam to apna lafz kar raha tha, Achanak wo rabab yaad agayi, jis pe khuda nach raha tha. Hum to baithe the, ab khare ** gaye, Na jaane apna rone ki awaaz, us mehfil ko kharab na karde. Ab mai chal raha hoon, kahi aur jaa raha hoon, Kidhar jaa raha hoon, utna nahi pata, Bas rabab se dur chala jaun, Nayi mehfil sajane, udhar firse nazm-e-ashk bhi suna na hai.
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Oct 27, 2024
Oct 27, 2024 at 11:21 AM UTC
nazm e ashk
My ******* heart had been ripped to pieces and set to fireflame man And I dont know what to do Without you my life is ruined And no I want cry Not smile I just want to puch my face and ******* die I dont ******* know what to do anymore Ive lost my perfect love By the mistakes that I have made And I can't change them because its to late and my opinions are slim And , karma is sitting in and its not forgiving what I I done to you.
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Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC
I dont know what I'm feeling
Ik war haal chal Ta puch sakdi he! Ya tuci samj lea Ki me mar gea ha U de lai? Je mar gea ha ta Ik wari das dao Ki mar gea tu mere lai
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Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 11:29 AM UTC
Haal chal
Woh din bhi kya din the, Jb hum sab saath hua krte the. Ladate the jhagadte the, Par har museebat me saath hua krte the. Jab bhi koi udaas hota tha, Mazak me hi shi, par koi to aa ke kaaran puch jaata tha. Aaj bhale hi hamari najdikiya khatam ** gayi ** Par hmari yaade nhi. Marte dam tak yaad rhega vo saath bitaya hua pal. Kyuki woh din bhi kya din the, Jb hum sab saath hua krte the.....                          — Jaya Upadhyay
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Sep 19, 2020
Sep 19, 2020 at 2:08 AM UTC
Woh Din....
People say That whenever you hear Of someone's death You will still hear Another two, For dead always comes In three. I wonder It the same happens About heartbreak After all It leaves you broken And sometimes You feel dead inside. I've had my first And it hurt like hell Almost killed me. Now I've had my second And it was Like a puch in the face Before you even wake up. This time I'm both scared And excited To know who will be My third.
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 12:39 AM UTC
Three times.