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Jab aankh khuli to amma ki godi ka ek sahara tha uska nanha sa anchal mujhko bhumandal se v pyara tha..... uske chehre ki jhalak dekh chehra phulo sa khilta tha uske stan ki ek bund se mujhko jeevan milta tha haatho se baalo ko noocha pairo se khoob prahar kia phir v us maa ne puchkara humko jee bhar ke pyar kia Mai uska raja beta tha wo ankho ka tara kahti thi mai banu budhape me uska bas ek sahara kahti thi ungli ko pakad chalaya tha padhne vidlaya bheja tha meri naadani ko v neej antar me sadasaheja tha Mere saare prashno ka wo fauran jawab ban jaati thi meri raho ke kaante chun wo khud gulaab ban jaati thi mai bada hua to college se ek rog pyar ka le aaya jis dil me maa ki murat thi wo ramkali ko de aaya shaadi ki pati se papa bana apne rishto me jhul gya ab karwa chauth maanta hu maa ki mamta ko bhul gya hum bhul gye uski maamta mere jeevan ki thati thi hum bhul gye apana jeevan wo amrit wali chaati thi Hum bhul gye wo khud bhukhi rah karke hume khilati thi humko sukha bistar dekar khud geele me soo jaati thi hum bhul gye usne hi hotho ko bhasha sikhlayi thi meri neendo ke lie raat bhar uss maa ne lori gaayi thi hum bhul gye har galti par usne danta samjhaya tha bach jau buri najar se kala teeka sada lagaya tha hum bade hue to mamta wale saare bandhan tod aaye bangle me kutte paal laye maa ko vridhaashram chod aaye apano sapno ka mahal girakar kankar -kankar been laye khudgargi me uske suhag ke aabhushan tak cheen laye Hum maa ko ghar ke batware ki abhilasha tak le aaye usko paawan mandir se gaali ki bhasha tak le aaye to be continued ........(next part may be in next week)
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Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 3:04 PM UTC
Maa
Jab aankh khuli to amma ki godi ka ek sahara tha uska nanha sa anchal mujhko bhumandal se v pyara tha..... uske chehre ki jhalak dekh chehra phulo sa khilta tha uske stan ki ek bund se mujhko jeevan milta tha haatho se baalo ko noocha pairo se khoob prahar kia phir v us maa ne puchkara humko jee bhar ke pyar kia Mai uska raja beta tha wo ankho ka tara kahti thi mai banu budhape me uska bas ek sahara kahti thi ungli ko pakad chalaya tha padhne vidlaya bheja tha meri naadani ko v neej antar me sadasaheja tha Mere saare prashno ka wo fauran jawab ban jaati thi meri raho ke kaante chun wo khud gulaab ban jaati thi mai bada hua to college se ek rog pyar ka le aaya jis dil me maa ki murat thi wo ramkali ko de aaya shaadi ki pati se papa bana apne rishto me jhul gya ab karwa chauth maanta hu maa ki mamta ko bhul gya hum bhul gye uski maamta mere jeevan ki thati thi hum bhul gye apana jeevan wo amrit wali chaati thi Hum bhul gye wo khud bhukhi rah karke hume khilati thi humko sukha bistar dekar khud geele me soo jaati thi hum bhul gye usne hi hotho ko bhasha sikhlayi thi meri neendo ke lie raat bhar uss maa ne lori gaayi thi hum bhul gye har galti par usne danta samjhaya tha bach jau buri najar se kala teeka sada lagaya tha hum bade hue to mamta wale saare bandhan tod aaye bangle me kutte paal laye maa ko vridhaashram chod aaye apano sapno ka mahal girakar kankar -kankar been laye khudgargi me uske suhag ke aabhushan tak cheen laye Hum maa ko ghar ke batware ki abhilasha tak le aaye usko paawan mandir se gaali ki bhasha tak le aaye to be continued ........(next part may be in next week)
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*Apni Dhun Mein Rehta Hoon Main Bhi Tere Jaisa Hoon* **Roaming within my own tunes I am O’ just like you I am** *Oh Pichhlee Rut Ke Saathi Abke Baras Main Tanha Hoon* **O’ friend of the past season This year completely alone I am** *Teri Gali Mein Sara Din Dukh Ke Kankar Chunta Hoon* **Whole day, in your street Collecting the pebbles of sorrows I am** *Mera Diya Jalaye Kuan Main Tera Khali Kamra Hoon* **Who will set my lamp alight? O’ your vacated room I am** *Apni Leher Hai Apna Rog Dariya Hoon Aur Pyasaa Hoon* **My own wave is the malady Ocean I am and yet so thirsty I am** *Aati Rut Mujhe Royegi Jaati Rut Ka Jhonka Hoon* **Coming season will weep for me O’ breeze of the ending season I am** — Translated by Jamil Hussain, Poet Nasir Kazmi, Sung by Ghulam Ali
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Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 8:23 AM UTC
Season
ishq pyar mohhabat ye sabd paraye lagte hai, anjan *** inke mayano se ek ehsas iss dil me jise me mohabat samazha karta tha jisse dard ke siwa kuch na mila yeh mehsoos bhi nai hua ki apne he apnon ke pankh kat chuke the, talash thi to bas us kandhe ki thi jo iss ladkhadate hue ko sahara de sake fir bhi, dhire dhire iss katon ki chadar par aage badna hai, dil yehi kehta rehta hai, kyunki jhuthi hansi ki kuch aisi adat si ** gayi hai, ki ab chahte hue bhi dard ka ehsas nahin hota hai naa paresaniya, naa halaat na he koi rog hai jinhonw hame sataya hai aur koi nahi wo jhuthe log hai, wo jhuthe log Hai! jhuthe logon ki duniya me sachai ki kimat kon jaanega, toot kar bikhar jayega jo inse ulajhne ki thanega, bhalai hai dur rahe aise logon se jo achai ka naatak karte hai dhakel denge ye bure daur andhere me jo girega nikal naa payega!
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May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 6:18 AM UTC
jhuthi duniya
tinmad--mogfan e baa e ameeth? bu uw e ameeth rom? uw lulegem? uw soul rom? uw spirit rom? heart? odim? mangil e time ko message nag uw inbox rog. wenig ngom a chiney. kug kireb thinking about you. message nag e chiney or as soon as you can. wenig ngom. wenig ngom. kammagar ko time rom. kammagar ko love rom. kammagar ko understanding rom. ma gubaadagem, tinmad. gubadaagem. gubaadagem ~ ~ ~ Love is patient/Love is kind --Chultheg ...and don't forget to find your breath.    ...   real breath.
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May 27, 2013
May 27, 2013 at 10:10 PM UTC
tinmad
1. The scent; amber The color; pine The touch; echos The sound; blind They are All of the senses Intertwined. 2. Sweet Robin, alight... takes to wing Bruce's laughter, a booming thing. Mark serenades, Michelle My Belle Rog recants exploring tells Scott japes, and keith's ad libs Karen oh Karen, heaven forbid! Artists Dreamers Escapists Poets. Jesters Lovers Genius Knowers. Alarmists minimalists Extroverted introverts Fighters flighters Together Loners
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 10:25 PM UTC
untitled thoughts of family 1&2
How could anything so pure feel so bad? When did we decide that loving each other was a risk, and evil, something we had to hide deep inside ourselves, not even telling each other True love is supposed to be a once in a lifetime chance and I'm terrified that we’re letting this go because we’re too afraid Soul mates are supposed to be rare, and we’re letting ourselves become extinct Why does this feel ***** I have dreams about you where we sit in public and talk and clasp hands on top of the table No shame, no blushed-downwards gazes I like you so much Looking at your face makes me shy It’s like a rainbow, seeing it too often makes you unappreciative so I try to avoid temptation I wish I could die I would rather die than be told that this is evil That when my heart grows bigger and I feel like I've swallowed jumping beans when I see you, it’s a bad thing Wrong wrong wrong rong rog rig righ right Right No Stop I love you Enough **** them Come here Listen Please be with me No shame No hurt Safe Sweet Good Right
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Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 6:08 PM UTC
Ugh
The joy and the chaos, The demons we're made of, I'd be so lost if you left me alone, You locked yourself in the bathroom, Lying on the floor when I break through, I pull you in to feel your heartbeat, Can you hear me screaming "please don't leave me"? Hold on, I still want you Come back, I still need you Let me take your hand, I'll make it right I swear to love you all my life A long endless highway, you're silent beside me Driving a nightmare I can't escape from Helplessly praying, The light isn't fading Hiding in the shock and the chill in my bones They took you away on a table I pace back and forth as you lay still I don't wanna let go I know I'm not that strong I just wanna hear you Saying baby, Let's go home
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Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 4:56 PM UTC
Te Rog Ascultă-Mă