"sheesh" poems
Maa ki mamta ko dekh maut v
aage se hat jati hai
gar maa apmanit hoti
dharti ki chaati fat jaati hai
ghar ko pura jeevan dekar
bechari maa kya pati hai
rukha sukha kha leti hai
paani *** kar soo jati hai
Jo maa jaisi devi ghar ke
mandir me nahi rakh sakte hai
wo lakho punya bhale kar le
inshan nahi ban sakte hai
maa jisko v jal de-de
wo paudha sandal ban jata hai
maa ke charno ko chukar paani
Gangajal ban jata hai
Maa ke anchal ne yugo-yugo se
Bhagwano ko pala hai
maa ke charno me jannat hai
Girijaghar aur Shivala hai
Himgiri jaisi unchai hai
sagar jaisi gahrai hai
dunia me jitni khushboo hai
maa ke anchal se aaye hai
Maa kabira ki sakhi hai
maa tulsi ki chaupai hai
meerabai ki padawali
khusru ki amar rubai hai
maa angan ki tulsi jaisi
pawan bargad ki chaya hai
maa ved richao ki garima
maa mahakavya ki maya hai
Maa maansarovar mamta ka
maa gomukh ki unchai hai
maa parivaro ka sangam hai
maa rishto ki gahrai hai
maa hari dubh hai dharti ki
maa keshar wali kyari hai
maa ki upma kewal maa hai
maa har ghar ki phulwari hai
Saato sur nartan karte jab
koi maa lori gaati hai
maa jis roti ko chu leti hai
wo prasad ban jati hai
maa hasti hai to dharti ka
jarra-jarra muskata hai
dekho to dur kshtiz ambar
dharti ko sheesh jhukata hai
Mana mere ghar ki deewaro me
chanda si murat hai
par mere man ke mandir me
bas kewal maa ki murat hai
maa saraswati lakshmi durga
ansuya mariyam sita hai
maa pawanta me ramcharit
manas me bhagwat geeta hai
Amma teri har baat mujhe
vardaan se badhkar lagti hai
he Maa teri surat mujhko
bhagwan se badhkar lagti hai
saare teerath ke punya jaha
mai un charno me leta hu
jinke koi santan nahi
mai un maawo ka beta hu
Har ghar me Maa ki puja **
Aisa sankalp uthata hu
Mai dunia ki har maa ke
Charno me ye sheesh jhukata hu.....
Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 3:35 AM UTC
The rat smells the air, squeaks in alarm and runs off.
Black boots come into view. With the sharp tip of a sword.
I crouch in the dark, behind the bins of *******
The boots walk on by. The sword, poking into corners.
All the while, eyes of glowing red, within deep sockets
of a musty old skull, scan for signs.
I look at my hands. The festered and rotting flesh.
My bones showing through. The stench unbearable.
Glad my nose fell off last night.
The timing was off. It was just a little sneeze.
PLOP! Right in my gruel.
Every one at school laughed.
Skeleton Puberty *****
And now, Dad is mad. Just cause I waxed the hearse
and didn't use "Ear Wax". You could hear him rattle
all day. What's wrong with the "Toe Jam Wax"?
Wait till I catch sis. She went and showed mom my
mags. "Raw! Boo To The Bones". I'll bet dad had
mags like these when he was a teenager.
They have good stories. The pics are just a bone-us.
I think it's safe now. I'll just sneak into the house.
Just sit and look innocent.
How did you find me?
A whole trail of pieces? Sheesh!
I know. I'm grounded. Not for the wax job?
The Mags!?.
Skeleton puberty *****
My Halloween offering for Oct. 12th
Oct 11, 2010
Oct 11, 2010 at 9:26 PM UTC
Gypsy-whippsy
swishing tail
trott on spindley legs
and drink gallons of water
the ball? No I didn't ask you to bring me the ball
Can't you see that I'm trying to write
won't you leave me alone mutt?
but you wont you keep emploring
with big floppy brown eyes
and a cold wet nose
the bone? NO I didn't ask for it either!
Sheesh where do you get off stealing my time
since when did you pay rent?
I say as I toss the ball away
and look down at the keyboard once more
only to find in the corner of my eye
the ball trotting back to me
on spindley legs
and laughing brown eyes
knowingly drop the ball in my lap;
this is what I needed to do
write now
Apr 24, 2012
Apr 24, 2012 at 2:14 PM UTC
Sheesh!
I'm wetter than Lobster's sweater
Damp as Dolphin's socks
Dripping like Killer-whale's bikini bottoms
That she left to dry on some rocks.
I'm soggy as Otter's pockets
And soaked as Sea-lion's dungarees
Moist as the Trout's lipglossed pout
Saturated like an Eel's Levi jeans
;-p
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 9:36 PM UTC
sheesh
our session is paltry
taking hits betwixt talk
we've taken hits, how many have walked
or just simply dropped
from doping to coke
smoking and joking
over the line with too many tokes
our time's coming too
though we know not when
we'll go too
in the end
Jul 20, 2021
Jul 20, 2021 at 1:03 PM UTC
Our life puts the "Sh..." back in
"Chicago."
This pulse could race, slow to a dull thud or stop and curdle like the residents of a container of milk who've been left out, and still you will never love me.
Gobs of waiter phlegm we never detect in our bowls of soup and teapots beg our forgiveness and howl for our affection, and are invisible.
But where is the crime in not loving
when we are not loved?
How could there be a crime in not loving,
when we are loved poorly?
Loved so poorly we cannot afford
to ask ourselves where is the crime,
thus implying innocence.
We put the "mice" back in
"monogamous."
tip-toeing, silent but for mere squeaks, nearly inaudible whispers,
furtive looks, and how we run away, screaming,
or, like mice and Chicagoans all, we freeze.
Aquiver with fear, iced up in the Polar Vortex, hands raised in the policeman's spotlight.
But where is the crime in not loving
when you are not loved, or loved poorly?
Loved so poorly we cannot afford to stand up straight,
We scurry close to building walls,
trying not to be seen or see each other as we curse our fate.
Where is the crime in not loving those whom we hate?
There is no crime, but still, not loving is the heart of all crime.
To feel so deeply unloved we wish to destroy ... you name it.
Blot out, ruin and erase them; our enemies, our families, lovers, and even the world herself.
Jab a knife into her verdant hide and twist until black blood flows.
Gouge out mountaintops seeking iron for our towers.
Remaking her grace to build our graveyard.
These vibrant phosphorescent tombstones, overpopulated pillars of mutual isolation reach up into the clouds.
Announcing to the universe, we trumpet a loneliness as profound as it is absurd and ugly.
Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 6:48 PM UTC
Of course we always do _learn_,
while attending any _schools_.
That should then have us _concern_,
how we must comprehend _rules_!
Do you know what “you’re” _means_?
It is both “you are” _combined_!
Those two words'd make _teams_:
can't you keep them in _mind_?!
Teachers'd teach us for _sure_,
having us properly study a _lot_.
When I see “_your_” for “_you’re_”,
my mind steams up, pretty _hot_!
Gosh, it's really, being so _weird_:
lots of folks just don't _understand_.
People'd need their heads _cleared_,
considering grammar's _command_!
Sheesh, guys, _please_ of _now_ upon _you_: how we need _APOSTROPHES_ with "_re_"!
Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 10:00 PM UTC
I stroll into the bathroom
newspaper tucked under my arm.
The silent morning ambience
holds for me a special charm.
Whistling,I lift the toilet seat
to take my morning leak.
I'm stopped up short
when I hear someone speak.
"Morning bro,what's up?",
came the voice from below.
I stared in utter disbelief
at the toilet saying hello.
"Don't freak out",it said.
"Just do your thing,I'll do mine.
We can be the best of mates
till the end of ***** time."
"Oh well",I thought
and started where I left off.
Aiming into a talking ***
Isn't easy..Hey!Don't you scoff!
"Wow!You've got a lot stored up"
quipped the rude toilet.
"No wonder they're saying there's
a drought in the nearby hamlet"
On-off,on-off came the flow
as the seat moved up and down.
Only later did I come to know
I own the most loquacious loo in town.
Irritated I told it to shut up.
"Bro,what will you p### into?",
it laughed,splashing water around.
No arguing that,it speaks true..
"Hey did you hear?
Old Loo-pin next drain
got married to Pottyara.
I hate her,she's too vain!"
"Work on your technique mate,
I've seen toddlers do better...
My,my!Seriously?!Still got more?!
I'm getting wetter and wetter!"
"Will you hold still!"I shouted.
"Hey don't take that tone with me.
Being watered in the maw ain't fun.
Swap places and then we'll see!"
"It'd be a lot more easier",I reasoned
"if you would stop yapping.
Who cares about super toilets?!
Now just start lapping!"
"Okay sheesh,someone's grumpy.
What?!show some pity on the loo!
Hey!Wait!Stop right there!!
Sh##,now I've to take poo too?!"
"Okay get this over with quickly.
You're choking me!!Aaaahhh!!!
Okay,never ever again take
chilly sauce with pizza!"
As I flush and leave,it cries
"Oh the horror!the horror!!!
All the perfumes of Arabia
cannot wash away this odour!"
Sep 24, 2013
Sep 24, 2013 at 11:09 AM UTC
One night
two souls met
at the old bridge
to debate the differences
between men and women.
"i prefer
being a woman,"
said one. "They're born
as princesses and live not by
suggestion but as the heart determines."
"Sheesh," said
the second. "That's
all pretty and nice
but men have power.
Will always run faster, lift
more, protect the population."
"Impressive," the
first soul said.
"Still, ladies have compassion
even when they've lost will. When
we've had our fill we stop eating and place
the rest of our food in a **** box like a sane person."
The second
soul yawned. "We
eat for energy so
we'll always be able
to guard and protect, you.
Admit it, your attracted to tough guys."
"I've always been a lesbian."
(awkward .."oh..")
The first
soul retorted the
silence. "Because women need
protecting. You've placed us under
your big toe and refused to ever let go.
But I've been back just a day, and I've got some info."
"And what would that be?"
"Gender is irrelevant but women run the show."
(awkward .."oh..")
Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 6:17 PM UTC
Of beige gaze.
Premonition in the river cast passing.
Would those trees looming
uncertain by gravity
fall on us?
The effort tried in setting
oar’s agility,
so as not to
Hit the sides,
For my own persistence
And calm,
willed mistakes is.
As.
Calm.
Demeanour.
Wills.
In steel.
As bliss.
Bliss such of slipping
out of boat’s grasp
to that of illusionary time,
Out of speech’s hold,
Tenfold,
From how summer moulds.
Head out,
it,
I will
to lying in river’s sole
fine line of freeze,
Who holds dear the mute,
those who feign not appurtenance
of this world,
As the sail companion’s
left to thinking.
Though oars may hit the shore
Lungs in silver lining stay aboard.
Face backwards.
And the bottom separating
River and Boat
will pretend its existence
No more.
I walk
and my laudability
can’t be taken
Off.
As a current like I
Runs air-tight bubbles.
/And the sounding:
SHeeSH | CLing |LiNK |
SHeer | CRinge | PLinTH |.
FLOW, mOUld me SOre/
Jul 31, 2020
Jul 31, 2020 at 4:33 PM UTC
oh so now we're talking.
whiplash
anyone?
you're not strumming my heartstrings
you're cutting them
sheesh
i really wish you'd stop
being so sweet
you're really just
hurting me
...huh
maybe
you actually are sweet...
*********
you're so
helpless
stop
hugging me
like you need me
don't you know
you can't do that to girls?
****
i don't even have the heart
to call you an *******
and tell you
to **** off
you're breaking my heart
you little ****
...maybe i'm the one
doing the whip-
lashing
*********
skyler
Mar 4, 2013
Mar 4, 2013 at 12:47 AM UTC
sheesh Eliot,
half the poets miffed at your
unintended deriding,
but sexism in poetry a knife made
from a man's rib dividing, again?
too cruel to contemplate for defending
perhaps the site hijacked by the NSA,
doing the bidding of ten old white men?
as recompense go to thy server,
code in an alternating name starting today,
ShePo somehow springs to mind
Mother's Day an excellent commencement
to begin our regendering
P. S. everybody knows I am a girl, right?
It occurs to me,
perhaps not everybody aware
of the inside joke,
the e-joke,
Nat is short for
Natalie
May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 9:50 AM UTC
hands in cup
circling, circling,
washing away,
yesterdays detritus
humming, mindless, tuneless
far away in another place
thinking, of memories
slip, crash, drop
favourite cup
now
mosaic on hardwood floor
shards, and shards
me, a barefoot island
in a sea of ceramics
every which way
sharp reefs to navigate
but needs must
I am an island alone
none will rescue me
and i cannot sit all day
one cut,
on big toe
one coffee cup
much loved
now, binned
one bandaid
and off to work
serves me right,
should have paid attention
sheesh I loved that cup
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 10:45 PM UTC
topo chico clinking in the backseat
reminds me of when i found the
empty something-else in your recycling
(sheesh)
driving me bonkers
that i still crave to kiss you
it’s the little things
that help me not miss you
bought me the wrong kind of candy for a late valentine’s
and maybe i shouldn’t care as much as i do
but i couldn't help the eerie feeling creeping inside
that things wouldn’t ever be what they used to
Dec 23, 2022
Dec 23, 2022 at 1:13 PM UTC
(Adam and Eve, having been recently created)
E: "I'm cold, go start a fire."
A: "What's fire?"
E: "Gather some dry twigs, slap two rocks together, then the twigs get hot."
A: "What's a rock?"
E: "Sheesh! Do I have to do everything?"
A: "I'm hungry.I'm tired of eating apples."
E. "Its the only thing we have, that tree over there is full of'em."
E: "Don't like it, go **** a dinosaur!"
A: "What's a dinosaur?"
E: "Look behind you!"
copyright" richard riddle-September 29-2015
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 10:42 AM UTC
twinkle twinkle little star, do you know how bright you are. Traveling the galaxy, text messages from a far. Your light intensity raises the bar. Wishing you were closer, hugs so sweet. Face so extravagent, kisses so deep. You say jump, with no thoughts i leap. Desire to land in your arms, i fall (for you) and noone helps me to my feet. I am scared and feel decite, like a fool to believe i was deserving but in reality i was submerged and beneath. rolling to my right with tears in my eyes i gaze apon the pearly whites of your teeth. You say "Took you long enough to fall in it with me, Sheesh" Twinkle twinkle little star oh how wonderful you truly are. From out of this universe, lighting up the sky. The only diamond in my eye. Twinkle Twinkle little star my love exceeds twice as far. :)
Nov 5, 2010
Nov 5, 2010 at 6:55 PM UTC
Bolat chameli beli
Are sakhi rajanigandha
Bolo
Kyon ithlati **
Rajani bolat are sakhiman!
Meri maiya bolati thi
Are bitiya sun lo na!
Kabhi mala mein goonthi
Jaakar premi ko ithlaogi
Ya kisi raja ke mukut
Prem shaiyya ki
Sartaj kehlaogi
Lekin aas ek hi rakhna
Are banmali
Us path par mujhe tum
Dena phenk
Jis path matribhumi
Par sheesh chadhane
Jaayein veer anek!
Kya asha hai rajani
Boli chameli beli
Ithlana tumhara sarthak hai
Tumhi to veeron ki mala
Ki saakhi!
Re rajani,tum **
Punyavati manjari!
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 11:28 AM UTC
Precious Father,
I'm so glad to come into your presence,
to spend time with you and get to
know you better. I...
*wonder when the mechanic
is going to be finished with the car?
He said, it would be ready two days ago.
Sheesh! Can you count on anyone these days?*
Oh, sorry God!
I'm back. Where was I?
I need your help in so many things.
I'm so glad that I can turn to you. I ...
*simply cannot believe what my boss said
to her about me! That lousy no good slime ball
better stay out of my way...*
Oh my goodness! God, I just remembered that
I've got to send that email I promised right away!
Love you! Gotta go and
I'll talk to you later!
Amen.
Aug 10, 2010
Aug 10, 2010 at 8:43 PM UTC
My sweet misery I think thats what you are ..
You make me feel things i dont understand .. I do things i wouldn't do .. Im a whole different person with you .. I second guess myself when im with you dam i even dream about you ..
ITS ALL ABOUT YOU ..
I think to myself all the time
How can he have this power over my mind?
LOVE IS ??
I really dont know ...
It flips and turns in my head ..
Could i be loving him ? Or could it be lust?
It must be lust i cant be in love ..
Or could i be?
I dont know but all i know it cant happen to me ..
DENIAL !!!
Is that what im in ?
No cant be ! But am i ? Could i be ? Is he ?
MAN JUST LEAVE ME BE !
In my mind i say this cant be me .. But my heart says let it be ...
SHEESH !!!
He's just my sweet misery
I never would have thought that misery could be so sweet it gets so deep it's something i wake up thinking about and sometimes
I cant eat ... Cant drink ... Cant sleep
The feeling of it is so great to explain it would take months .. Months that would trun in to years and soon to explain this misery could be impossible ..
Wow just to think impossible ???
Could it be with this sweet misery that ramains in my mind remain a mystery to my life ??
Dam
Will this go with me to my other life that god has planed for me ??
Man can some one answer these so i could be in peace ???
Or is it for somebody to answer or his?
The one im thinking about .. The one i dream about .. The one i ...
His smile his smell his face his lips against mine his wow wait ...!!??
My sweet misery remains a mystery ...
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 7:22 PM UTC
He’s been going through these phases.
Because everyday he lives his mind changes, rearranges.
Swear it’s just like a seed,
oh yes it’s growing indeed.
But unlike Adam and Eve,
he keeps the fruits on the trees, sheesh.
His mind’s been neglected for a minute,
started reading all these books and yet that still ain’t fix it.
Trying to figure out the world, the universe and the pearls.
All the beauty in the matrix can be found in a girl, or a diamond.
The stars and constellations of Orion,
yes it does get deeper think we need a little silence.
Phases.
Swear he’s been going through these phases,
because everyday he lives his mind needs homeostasis and patience.
I think he needs it for his phases,
each year I age it’s like I grow a couple faces, replacements.
For all the egos he was raised with,
with mad foundations Neanderthals couldn’t “cave in”.
“cave in”.
“cave in”.
Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 2:07 PM UTC
"Optimal."
Here we go again with the riddles and crap..
Geez. Isn't it about time for that break?
I'm hungry.
"Kid, what are you sayin'? Spill it."
Sheesh. I wish my hair was that sleek when I was his age.
I always had bad hair.
"..Of options and options, my wings broken;
I flew over them, there were so many.."
He's smilin', the little creep.
"I fluttered like insects hovering on flowers.
my flight, decayed and weary;
I fall on the petals of one.
'I like this one' I thought,
and grabbed my bat.
I stalked my prey and devoured their soul."
...
"Right. Well I'll go get the doc now."
I hope to never deal with this brat again.
I don't even know what he's saying!
Kids and their youth these days..
Mar 20, 2012
Mar 20, 2012 at 10:55 PM UTC
I was so confused by the beatings:
was it that I missed HIM, or was it the passion love we used to make
He never complained untill he moved past me
I know I coudn't complain, but sheesh, you should've seen this comeing
I told that to myself all the time
untill I mistankenly took the last blood of my pulse out of my body
All it took from him was to act so agressive, beatings and makeing me curse to promises
Letting people down took my troll of pills, knives, and scissors
Couldn't take the last drop, just had to hear from him that he actually cared or "I LOVE YOU"
My life was shaken, and taken away by someone so beautiful, but yet mysterious
My pure beating blood, took it's place as a last withdraw of poker and cards
I couldn't and didn't gamble my feelings towards how I felt, but how I saw things through my own eyes with Him
Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 6:54 PM UTC
In the deep, dwelling thoughts, rusty sleep
Sleep for the weak, rest to reprimand peace
With bedazzled thoughts about her
Thoughts about me
With fantasies of reality that will never break breeze
The local world is supposed to park in its own lane when you sleep
Sheesh, but images of her voices are at its peak
A reality I touch but for me it's hard to keep
Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 5:46 PM UTC
Im know it seems cliche , but i love to be beside her, even in side her, but lately it seems like a cold gravity pulling me into a hopeless struggle to know if im deemed worthy in her eyes.
Can I be? Is this a short time thing?
all I have is time but wasting it is not an option.
I don't wanna be that piece, only needed when in the sheets always hyped in the beginning then lost, empty when leaving.
its like I know what I am, and I keep on being it,
nothing but a piece never to puzzle or be completed.
am I just pathetic? Cause **** i sure regret it. I just can't accept it, I put up, then shut up, and just take bein basic.
I'm pourin my confession, baby I need acceptance, I feel lost in transgressions , over thinkin I need re insurance of my position.
leave back all the negativity, I wanna focus on the humanity.
make me more than just a man to see,
and make me your man.
I wanna understand I wanna feel you.
give you advice help you grow, I want you to want the need too.
you say the spark is gone but it takes two to make a fire.
I wanna burn you up with desire, cause I'm hos down with just tired.
I get it, I'm just your pillow. A thing for head rest.
I confess I enjoyed at first, but its light on, and I'm heading out.
heard you playin the field, thought I would been first pick at least. But fears forget it now.
sheesh, I'm benched, and too see how it plays out with other and not me, is a pain i refuse to audience, .good bye, I'm better off not alone, and see lies rather then sleep on them
by linguist musician
aka Emmanuel hernandez
May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 1:35 AM UTC