"ush" poems
My favorite game
I love to play
Never will stop
Everlasting joy
Can't stop
Rush of excitement
Always fun
Feel tired
Time to sleep
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 12:37 PM UTC
Log Kehte hai jo pyar karta hai...
Wo hi gussa karte hai....
To kya gussa aur beizzat Karne Me...
Wo farak nahi janta hai....
Kisi ke liy pyar Me gussa karna jayas hai....
Par...par...
Kya ush pyar ke naam par ushe jalil karna ulta kehna Abuse karna bhi pyar me jayas hai...
Janab Agar ishe pyar kahte hai to dur hi raho aise pyar se...
Jo khusiyo ke jagah udaasi de...
Khusi ke jagah gum De...
Izzat ke bajae beizzat kare...
Aur last me galti accept krne ke bajae ush glti ko aisa naam de...
Pyar me dono partner ko imp. Dena jaruri hai...
Ek jhuke to ye nahi ki app hmesa ushpe ungli uthao ushe jhukao...
Jb tk wo jhuk rahi thik hai jis din wo ye sochne lagi ki hmesa wo kyu...
To kuch bhi kar loge wo laut ke nahi aaegi....
Waqt se pehle kadar Karna sikh lo..
Aksar hame jiski kadar nahi hoti wo kadar tumhe waqt dilata hai...
Aur tb tak bahut der ** jati hai...
Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 4:08 AM UTC
Not everyone can do what I do, no
One tries this hard to
Push through the pain.
And
I know my time is
Now, because
Never have I felt so determined.
One more chance is all I need to
Gain the lead
And
I know I'll make it through, because
No one can stop me, but me!
Jun 3, 2011
Jun 3, 2011 at 2:52 PM UTC
Aaj fir wo bachpan ki yaadein khuli dhup ki kiran si yaad aa ***
hoton pe pyaari si muskaan khila ***
ek bchpn ki maasum chali dikhla ***
wo yaadon hamare befikre pn ki h
jb ersha se koe nataa naa tha
jb hamare muskano m chupa koe dokha na tha
jb khilkhila k hsne s waqt ne hme roka na tha
nahi koe bndhn ki beriyon ne jhkra tha
ab to bndhn ki beriya h
or rok tok ki jangire
wo bchpn ki yaadon ke aate hi
ek masum - schchi si muskaan chere ko khila jaati h
pr ush bchpn k chale jaane ki maeusi aankhon pe lata andhera sa h.
May 2, 2021
May 2, 2021 at 8:41 AM UTC
Jaisa hum cahe waise nahi hoti hai jindagi...
Tv sayad kai situations dikhati hai zindagi....
Ek pal me khusi dusre pal nami ka naam hai jindagi....
Kathinaiyo ko paar krke manjilo ko pana hai zindagi....
Sukh dukh ka matlb sikhata hai zindagi....
Jaisa humari mehnat ** ush hisab se chalti hai zindagi...
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 10:20 PM UTC
I'm in a little bit of a rush here
still I'm
trying much softer /
speaking in grey, untying my
tongue
biting the side with your name on it /
be something other than beautiful
say something other than rain
liar's lullaby, a
fool's morning
feeding off the extra
& I'm to do it over again ¿
twice removed.
in your shoes.
under my spell.
over coffee.
put on the Beach Boys this time
drink *****
stay up 2 hours longer
I'll see you again, I swear
when there is, less grass and
when you call her
do it in the other room
the cold one, way in the back
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 12:04 AM UTC
maybe i was in a rush,
but i had to know what it feels like when our lips brush.
the feeling is something that could be described as lush,
but if i tell you how everything feels, you'd blush.
so although this is still a growing crush,
just know you have my heart turning into mush.
Sep 26, 2019
Sep 26, 2019 at 1:28 AM UTC
how alike
are oak leaves trembling in a soft wind
and sea foam gliding up
a million grains of sand-glass
as if all of nature is sighing into my neck, saying
“hush”
Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 5:41 PM UTC
Our English language? A curious thing!
Hammers don't ham and fingers don't fing,
Grocers don't groce and ushers don't ush,
And why is a rear called a toosh, not a ****
What is the plural of mitt? Is it mitten?
And what's a caboodle if there is no kit'n?
Do women count coins when they go through their change?
Is all lucre filthy? Are bedfellows strange?
You can't have the willie, the heebee or jitter,
And patter is noisy unless it's with pitter.
If a guy's queer, is he gay or just odd?
And if a girl's skinny, is she still a "broad"?
Can you do a flip? That's an interesting word...
Flip a house or a pancake or even a bird!
You'd never say fum without fee, fi or foe,
And why do we go to the bathroom... to go?
Slim chance or fat, they are one and the same,
And **** can be naughty unless it's your name!
So if you love words and you don't take them lightly,
You'll find by and by that you can-can write rightly!
Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/war-of-the-words#ixzz35Z943NKD
Family Friend Poems
Our English language? A curious thing!
Hammers don't ham and fingers don't fing,
Grocers don't groce and ushers don't ush,
And why is a rear called a toosh, not a ****
What is the plural of mitt? Is it mitten?
And what's a caboodle if there is no kit'n?
Do women count coins when they go through their change?
Is all lucre filthy? Are bedfellows strange?
You can't have the willie, the heebee or jitter,
And patter is noisy unless it's with pitter.
If a guy's queer, is he gay or just odd?
And if a girl's skinny, is she still a "broad"?
Can you do a flip? That's an interesting word...
Flip a house or a pancake or even a bird!
You'd never say fum without fee, fi or foe,
And why do we go to the bathroom... to go?
Slim chance or fat, they are one and the same,
And **** can be naughty unless it's your name!
So if you love words and you don't take them lightly,
You'll find by and by that you can-can write rightly!
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 10:12 AM UTC
Sabke zindagi ki kuch aesi kahaniyaan hoti h jo logo s chupi hoti h
Jo bsh kuch anjaana sa hota h
Tik wese hi yh kahani h
Isha ki
Logo ka manna tha wo kathor dil wali amir ghamandi ladki h
Pr log kya jaane wo amir ** k v akeli h
Logo ko kya pta ki wo v bsh kuch waqt pehle khudh s mili h
Mohobbat tutne s jada dard apno k ruthne ya bharosha tutne pr hota h
Wo to ek maasum si thi
Ushe to pta hi nhi tha ki wo kabhi esh Isha s milegi jo ki kathor patthar ki trh sakt h
Pr jis waqt ushe fareb, dokha or bewafaae k dard ka ehesash hua
Uski sachchae s jo wo wakif hue to usne apni masumiyat ko khudh k saamne mrta paya
Usne uske dil ko gilli mitti s kathor patthar bnta paya
Usne apne bharoshe pe bharosha kr sb kuch tutta - bikhrta paya
Ush din apne ko hi nhi apno ko v khudh s dur jata paya
Or ush waqt khudh k maut pr khudh ko rota paya
Or fir bn k tayyar hue kathor patthar
Jisko puri trh smjhna aaj v aashan ** na paya
Jun 21, 2021
Jun 21, 2021 at 2:11 PM UTC
Smart was my first girlfriend,
Open minded she was a friend.
She was my 3rd crush,
Often she would blush,
Forget I'd all the rush,
The ***** of hers was so plush.
Why I remember our third kiss,
Ended it so sweetly in a bliss,
Royal caramel chocolate I miss,
Enthralling was her soft hiss.
Her memories I remember sharply,
Exceptional was my every reply,
Really my kisses were never haply.
Lies never ever appeared among us two,
In fact she wanted me to be her Mewtwo,
Penance she was my life number two,
She wanted to kiss me but atwo.
Jul 28, 2017
Jul 28, 2017 at 6:56 AM UTC
Ek sapna tha dekha
Hoga koe ghr mera v apna
Jo bsh hoga mera
Mere haaton s sicha hua
Koe na hoga kehene wala
Ki
tu praae ghr ki jaae h
Tu praae ghr s aae h
Fir na hoga sawal
Ki rabba tune kon s ghr k liye mujhe bnaae h
Pr zindagi k kitab k enn panno ko puri krte krte
Ush kitab k kuch pnne khali hi rh gye
Mere zindagi ki kuch khani adhuri hi rh ***
Wo panno ko bharne ki kosishe to thi
Pr hr kosish kamyaabi k sikhr tk nhi le jaati
Zindagi k kuch kisse adhure hi rh jaate h
Tik wese hi jese ki
Meri adhuri si kuch kahani rhi
Jun 19, 2021
Jun 19, 2021 at 12:30 PM UTC
The first time she flew through a window
she thought of the chair
through the drywall
amidst
a short
FREEfall
The first time she flew threw a window
she landed in a burning bush
after
being given a
Push
The first time she flew through a window
She decided she better learn to fly
so she gathered her strength
and waited
until it was time
she never practiced
fearing the sting of her scraped skin
so she snuck around
quietly
and helped hatch the kin
when she was alone
and it was time
She rushed to the window
and opened the blinds
the window was not a window any longer
the old screen laid on a new floor
labored, she thought
"Where is the opening?!"
as her eyes traced the familiar place
she was comforted
and she flew out the newly born door
Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 5:56 PM UTC
Ha mene mehesus kiya
Aas pass mere kisiki saasein chalti thi
Udaas si wo baatein Krti thi
Ha mene mehesus kiya
Dur khi darwaje s aati uski udaas bhari aawaj
Jese wo Khti
Usko chahiye tera saath
Bht sataane lgi thi uski rone ki awaaj
Ha wo dikhti nhi thi
Pr ha uske aas pass hone ka hota tha ahesas
Uski udaasi bht satati thi
or draati thi
Mene pucha v kae baar khon ** tum
q h dukh bhara tumhara aawaj
Wo khti btakti si hu m ek aatma
Jiski puri nhi hue aash
Jiske sang hua vishwash ghat
esliye drd bhara h Mera Aawaj
Pta nhi bsh ** chla uspe viswash
Ha lr pari duniya s
dene ko uska saath
fir mil gya usko insaaf
aazad hue pinjare s wo aaj
Mila ush bhatakti aatma ko swarg m nivaash
Or mushe hua sukh ka ehsaash
May 20, 2021
May 20, 2021 at 6:12 AM UTC
Sabse choti
Sabse piyaari
Ghr m sbki raaj dulari
Kbhi pari to kbhi gudiya
Khke pukare pariwaar hmara
Naam jiska h Akta pyaara
Laad pyaar S
naajo s h pala hme
Sbse choti, sabse pyaari
Jiske bina na hota andhera
nahi ujala
Pr fir q nigam yha v na bdla
q hme khudh s dur h krne ki chah bni
q na niyam hamare liye h bdla
Esh ghr ki laad supari
Na bn saki ush ghr ki ujwari
Praye ghr s jo aae hu
Pr yh q na koe keheta
M paraae ghr ko apnaae hu
Q ush ghr ki pari
k pnkh h cut gaye
Jo unka saath tuta
Q?
Jun 7, 2021
Jun 7, 2021 at 1:21 PM UTC
Azeem ush shaan sach aur
bedardii haaye!
Toot toot ke roya tu!
Humme kaun hai gunegaar?
Tum mere gunegaar?
ya men tumara gunegaar?
Har chot bekhudee men
bhi bakhuubii
dukhti hai!
Ae mere dil ke
humdard! Bharosa nibha
in baaton mein sahan ke
andaaz ko dhundke!
Kissi ka aasara ** paaye,
jo laaye dil ki boli labon pe!
Aisi duaa ** paaye in
shabdo mein!
Shivpriya
#shivpoetesspriya
Jan 4, 2020
Jan 4, 2020 at 7:06 AM UTC