"thos" poems
Phir teri mohabbat yaad aayi
Phir mera bilagna yaad aaya…
Phir teri naseehat yaad aayi
Tera raub wa jalwa yaad aaya…
Tune jitni jheli takleefein
Us dard ka ehsaas yaad aaya…
Tune zindagi bhar jo bhi kiya
Tera jud o karam sab yaad aaya. ....
Teri kaawishein teri koshishein Tera jaan lagana yaad aaya. ...
Teri neikiyan tere khair amal..
Tera pyaar lutana yaad aaya...
Teri hayaat se seekhe hain jo jo... Har ek sabaq woh yaad aaya. ...
Tera muskata har dam chehra... Woh roshan nazara yaad aaya. ....
Ba vaqaar jo jhele gham tune... Tera sabr se sehna yaad aaya….
Teri zinda dili teri saada dili... Deen' mein thos aqeedah yaad aaya. ....
Beta, bhai, shohar, walid ** ya dost Har ek farz nibhana yaad aaya. ....
“Ain" tum bhi amanat daari karo... Usne hi seekhaya......yaad aaya..???
Phir mera tadapna yaad aaya...
Lamha rukhsat ka jo yaad aaya…
Ae Firoz tu aisi misaal bana..... Jaane kitnon ko tu yaad aaya. ....
Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 6:47 AM UTC
Cain slew Abel –
Thus began the parade of
Characters whose dynasties
We remember, who decorate
Our memories.
Abraham –
He gave us all the stars
In the sky, a greater lineage
Than the grains of sand
Slapped by seas.
Moses –
The babe in the bulrushes,
The prince turned traitor
Whose whiplashed back
Parted the Red Sea.
Tempus fugit –
Geo Washington, Thos
Jefferson, Alex Hamilton –
Madison, Adams, Franklin –
Minds who created, who
Dreamed, who begat.
How many names we find
In those first tumultuous
Years – warfare and love,
Duels and decadence,
Politics and party.
Scant years later, across
The pond – revolution is
Catching on – les français
Waged a ****** scene,
Ousting the régime.
What would become a
Baby democracy – birthed
More than one new flag
And song – yet lived to
Fight again and bleed.
History is ours to hear –
We respect the honorable,
Honor the drama, revere
The prudent and refight
The battles.
The District of Columbia
Paints a new canvas – she
Sings off key, her promises
Begging for whitewash, her
Patrons vice and folly.
What offspring will such as
These sire? Are they fathers
To found a new nation – to
Garner worldwide pride, or
To slay the abled?
Let the wings of victory
Carry us back to the days
Of greatness – let us exceed
In probity and virtue – let
Freedom succeed again.
© Lewis Bosworth, 3-2017
Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 11:36 PM UTC
Do you know
That I pulled my fingers out of yours
Because I was scared of how wonderful it made me feel?
Do you know
That I like you...
An awful lot...
But I am terrified of hurting myself
Or worse,
Of hurting you?
Do you know
That your smile is the most amazing thing
I have ever seen?
Do you know
How much I miss those
Quiet moments in the dark of the wings,
When you let me put my head on your shoulder?
Do you know
That I couldn't sleep
Because of the ridiculous
Warm-fuzzy-floaty feeling you gave me
When you said that you adored me?
Do you know
How badly I want to kiss you
Kiss you
And hold your hand
And never, ever stop?
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 11:56 PM UTC
Rain heavily pours in this sky that’s getting darker,
The clouds above cursing us with the roaring thunder.
Missing the summer heat, time really changes too fast,
Yesterday the sun blinds these eyes and dries this land so vast.
These cold mornings that gets me too comfortable in my bed,
Makes me wonder would it be better to lengthen the rainy season instead?
Yet the downside is the flooding roads and beaches that cant be enjoyed,
Wet and wild may be the theme, but during this times emotions are being toyed.
Yesterday I am energetic and up tempo with a very ecstatic vibe,
Yet now I feel gloomy, lazy with this irritating sense of depression inside.
Well not everyone though, shout out to those that’s feeling their couples warmth,
To those alone in their beds, calm your mind this is a good time to think of art.
A sudden thunder jolts my sense of poetry, trying so hard to write,
Thinking hard, so hard to think of someone, as this pen I bite.
I thought of something, opened this window and began to listen to the wind,
It whispered things, about the difference of the warmness of sun and the heaviness of rain.
Unexpectedly you enterd this empty mind, that I tried to fill,
Fill with things like nonsense stuff that seems important and real.
Well now since you are there, you gave this nonsense things their meaning,
Well to be fair with how perfect you are, everything will gradually start shining.
I am starting to like now these cold and rainy days because of you,
Since every coffee I sip, I can’t stop but think of thos beautiful view.
Where both you and me under the pouring sky, letting ourselves get wet,
Me holding your hand and looking at you, embrace you, make you feel my heat.
Boom, Suddenly this thunder woke me up from my daydreaming,
Now I am back again in reality, I urge myself to stop overthinking.
I placed this pen down, prepare to rest and put my self asleep,
This will allow me to dream of you, and i hope that I won’t fall for you too deep.
Aug 5, 2018
Aug 5, 2018 at 8:37 AM UTC
every day is new but my anger grows. when it turns into night my psychoticness grows stronger. one of thes days im going to snap and go psychotic on thos who wasted my time.
but anger is one thing but ill never go insane on any one who dont **** me off
good day
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC
From start to finish i am ******
eyes red capillaries broken
can you break me
you berate me
thos second self that speaks in solar winds
blasting apart my ******* head
I blink
the star dust mixed with red
you follow me to bed
whiskey cant silience
Bright lights blink twice for no
shut up
i want to be alone
Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 1:59 AM UTC