"yad" poems
Mene suna he ki vo aaj bhi vahi intazar karti he
shayad ab bhi mujse pyar karti he
mene nahi chaha kabhi usase juda hona
par vahi he ke jamane se na jane kyo darti he
ham to yaado ke sahare ji lenge uski
or vo he ke yaado ko dene se darti he
kya hoga gar chal bhi gaya pata jamane ko
fikr mat karo kuch logo ko kisse mil jayenge is jalim duniya ko sunane ko
bare gor se sunegi dasta ye hamari duniya
kabhi na kabhi yad to karegi
is jamane ke dar se bhichade ham divano ko
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 8:07 AM UTC
Maa, kya tj pta h
Tri beti ko yha kse jeena pdta h
Ghrpe tu jse mj jgati thi
To koi b chinta mj na satati thi
Yha tri bht yaad aati h
Pr phr b tri beti khud ko smjhati h
Sone k phle aakho se aasu aa HI jaata h
Kuki yha ka akelapan mj bht satata h
Bht jhoota h ye jha
Aasan ni rhna yha
Hr Mod pe ek nayi chunauti aa jati h
Mgr tu preshan mt **
Tri beti tjhko HI yaad krke sbka saamna kr paati h
Maa ku ni h tre jse sb
Kuki pta ni chlta kon yha dhoka DE jaaye kb
Or papa.. Tumhari pari tumko b bht yad krti h
Jb b tumhari yaad aati h.. Ye aakhe ro pdti h
Me tumko dikhati ni ki akeli hn ME yha
Plz tum mj le jaao na aap sbka saath mil ske jha
Ku wapus ni aa jaate vo din
Jb b tumahri pari preshan hoti thi
Uske saath uske Papa ki himmt hoti thi
Yha to bs roti rh jaati hn
Tumhara intezaar krti rh jaati hn
Koi b mere paas ni aata
Isliye kai baar dil sehem sa h jaata
Bhai.. Tri vo ladai yaad aati h
Jo mj rote wqt b hsa jati h
Or jb Tra, mera US trha dhyan rkhna yaad aata h
Vo hste wqt b mj rula jaata h
Is Hostel ki zindgi ne sbko door kr dia hai
Or Bs hr mode pe akela krke cchod dia hai
Kaash bdi HI na hoti ME
To ab b PAPA ki vhi pari HOTI ME
Maa ki vhi laado hoti ME
Bhai ki vhi shararti bhn hoti ME ..
Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 11:41 AM UTC
Aj brri shiddat se toot k yad aya hae wo
chaha b to toot k tha main nay usay
wo pehli mulaqat..
mje acha lga tha wo
usko b shaed!
lgi achi thee main
wo b khamosh tha..
chup to main b thee..
uski ankhun nay kaha kch
suna main nay b tha buhat kch
suno!!
main tmen kch kahun!
mje tm say muhabbat hai
kash! mje tm mil he jao kbi
arzu to ye he hai abi
buhat khamosh muhabbat krti hn tmen
tm mere pas ajao na!
tm he say to kehna hae..
tm he say sb kehna hae
mje tm say muhabbat hae
sirf tm say muhabbat hae
aur yae b jan lo..
aur tm maan lo..
tm sirf.. mere **
Sirf mere **
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 6:51 AM UTC
bewafa agar wo hote to unse shikayat mai kar leta,
pyar to aaj bhi unse hi karta hu,
tab shayad shikwa bhi kar leta,
na wo bewafa hai na mai shikayat kar sakta hu,
vo to bas door hai mujhse,
tab shayad khud ko unse door kar leta,
bewafa agar vo hote to unse shikayat mai kar leta....
yun to kai baar vo muhse rooth jaya karte hai,
tab shayad mai khud hi unse rooth jata,
ab vo yaad bahut aate hai,
tab shayad unhe bhool jane ki koshish mai kar leta,
yaad me unki ab bhi aansoo bahata hu mai,
tab shayad unhe yad na aane k gam me ro leta,
bewafa agar vo hote to unse shikayat mai kar leta....
baarish jab hoti aur vo sath nahi hote,
to akela hi us barish me bheeg leta,
tanha hu mai aaj bhi unk bina,
tab shayad unhe kareeb lane ki koshish na kar pata,
ab to bas jindagi beet rahi hai unk aane ki ummeed k sahare,
shayad tab khud ko mita diya hota,
bewafa agar vo hote to unse shikayat mai kar leta.
May 18, 2019
May 18, 2019 at 4:55 AM UTC
Tu meri jindagi, tu mera khvaab hain
Tuje yad karate, mere ye jajbat hain
Mujhe yad tere, yu to har alfaj hain
Par tu agar pas ** to lage meri sanse mere pas hain
Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 3:55 PM UTC
Meri zindgi
meri har khushi
meri chahten, tm he to thay
mje tm he say muhabbat thee
tm he to meri jan thay
koi bta day tm ko b
k tm ** ab tk na-ashna
tm nay mje tora hae
mera dil kahan tm nay chora hae
mje tm nay chorna he tha to!
q mje tm nae chaha tha!
q mje tm nay jana tha!
main aj kahay deti hn
tm ko main ab bhool jaon ge
tm ko kbi na staaon ge
kbi main yad na aon ge
tm thay meri zindgi
muhabbat ki thee tm say he
aj kahay deti hn main ab
tm say mjko ** gye nfrat
tm say muhabbat khtm hui
toot gaye sb naate rishte
dil say kahay deti hn main ab
lay li jga nfrat nay..
Muhabbat kho gye kahen..
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 6:38 AM UTC
Jab bhi khush hota hu ye sochkar k kuch aur paas aye ** tum mere,
Kismat har baar tumhe aur door le jati hai....
Har baat yaad karne lag jaata hu jab bhi mai,
Teri majboriya mujhe kuch aur yad karne ko majboor karti hai.....
Tere pyar me tujhe sochkar hi tere aks ko choone ki jab jab koshish karta hu,
Har bar kismat mujhe khud k koi aur hone ka ehsas karati hai.....
Har jarre me jab teri tasveer najar aati hai,
Tab bhi na jaane ku aankhon se ojhal hone lagti **
Bhoolkar bhi agar koshish karoo k ye ehsaas hi bahut hai k tum meri **
Naa jaane ku tu un ehsaason me bhi kuch aisa kar jati hai,
k yaad rakhta hu tumko aur tu kuch aur door chali jaati hai.......
** gya hu adat se majbur fir bhi tumhe pyaar karta hu,
aur ye dillagi hai k har baar tumhe aur pyar krne ko majboor kar jati hai......
May 10, 2019
May 10, 2019 at 6:48 AM UTC
He is ancient steadfast
I am sure he was here when the world was created
I am sure he will be here when it ends
His gentle face carved with hard lines
He poured forth knowledge in his native Persian tongue
He called me Shohre
I learned it was his sister's name
He looked at me like a granddaughter and treated me just as sweet
“Ghabl az enghalab...”
Before the revolution...
After which would follow painful reminiscing of
The days before the current regime
When wine bubbled out from Shiraz
Men and women danced late into the night
And soft voices wove love songs in street cafes
“Ghabl az enghalab moalem dar daneshgah boodam.”
Before the revolution I was a university professor.
“Yeki az daneshjooyanam Ahmedinejad bood.”
One of my students was Ahmedinejad.
And in English, clear as hate,
“He was a *******
One night I stayed back for extra lessons
We ate cherries from Costco and
Read excerpts from his autobiography
Pages crafted from right to left, vignettes of
His military service in Mashhad
And consequent teaching career
“Ba'ad az enghalab...”
After the revolution...
Was always followed with war stories
Political dissidents lost to Evin prison
Sharia law imposed on moderate minds
Escaping Iran by night with a phony visa
“Ba'ad az enghalab dar ketabkhane bayad kar konam”
After the revolution I had to work in the library.
“Khoastam yad bedahm, pas man o zanam be Amrika raftim.”
I wanted to teach, so my wife and I came to America.
He has not been home since 1981.
On December third of 2009 he walked smugly into the classroom
Setting a tape player happily on a desk.
He opened a folder from right to left
Produced a well-worn cassette
And played Happy Birthday, in Persian, for me.
He smiled at me with hands folded throughout the song
As I’d imagine he had smiled at
All the other special women in his life named Shohre.
He never played Happy Birthday for any of the other students.
Or gave them cherries,
Or went to their weddings,
Or held them while they cried when their grandfather died.
I do not know what he saw in me
But in each other we found family years and miles away from home.
Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 5:37 PM UTC
Kyu?
Jab karte ** itni mohabbat hamse,
To phir tum chipate hi kyu **
Jab tum mere bin ek pal bhi na reh pate **
To phir mujhse dur jate hi kyu **
Jab tumhara dil mujhe pana chahta hai,
To tum use satate hi kyu **
Jab najare churani hi hai tumhe mujhse,
To phir mere samne aate hi kyu **
Tum kehte the na ki mai tumhari nahi ** sakti,
Jab mai tumhari ** hi nhi sakti,
To phir mujhe tum itna yad aate hi kyu **
~your smiling queen :)
Aug 11, 2019
Aug 11, 2019 at 11:05 AM UTC
Teri yad hain ek khvabo ka jharana
Jise yad karake yu doob jana
Fir aankho pe nami ka achanak se aana
Ehasas hain karata vo gujara jamana
teri yad . . .
-----------------------------: :--------------------------------
( Karunakar )
Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 12:29 PM UTC
yad a ekam dluoc I fI
noitalsnart ni tsol saw eno on erehw
!eb dlouw taht yad yppah a tahw O
dniknam sah ydalam retaerg tahw roF
kcal elpmis ruo naht
.gniwonk fo
sdnim lautum ruo fo gniwonk ehT
dlog naht thguos erom si
revlis naht suoicerp erom
dnoyeb dna raf dna
derised erom
. sevlesmeht sthguoht eht fo yna naht
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 12:09 AM UTC
TERE DIL ME RAHNE KA SHAUK THA HAMEE BETAHASHA ;
TERE SATH KII IS DIL KOO TALAB THI;
TERE LABH SE KUD KA NAAM SUNNE KA ZID THA…
TU ZINDAGI TOH PAHLE SEE THI MERI;
AUR SHYAD AB ZEENE KA KARAN BHI HOO *** …
CHAH KAR BHI TERE KARIB AANE SE DARTA HUU;
DIN RAAT TUJHE SOCH KAR BHI LABH *** LANE SEE DARTA HUU;
TIL TIL KAR TERE SATH KO MARTA HUU….
AUR KOI PUJHE TOH BAS, HAS KAR ITNA KAHTA HUU;
WO EK MUSAFIR THI JISKI MANJIL MAI NAA THA ;
WO EK CHAKOR THI JISKA CHAND MAI NAA THA;
WO EK DARIYA THI JISKA SAHIL MAI NAA THA…
EK BAR FIR SEE USKEE LIYE YEE DIL MACHAL RAHA HAI;
FIR SEE NAYE SAPNE DEKHNE KOO YEE DIL MAR RAHA HAI ;
KAISE SAMJHAUU IS NADAN PARINDEE KOO ;
KII TUU EK BAR FIR TUTNE KI OOR BADH RAHA HAI….
WOO KAHTE THE IS JHUTE ISK KI BATEE NA KIA KARO;
DIL TUMHARA HAMME CHOR KISI AUR KE LIYE BHI DHARKEGA ;
KUCH DIN ME AASHIKI KA BHUKAR BHI SAR SEE UTREGA ;
PAR AB KYA BATAE JANAB KOO ,
DEKHE UNHE TOH MANO EK ARSA SAA HOO GAYA;
PAR AAJ BHI WOO HAR EK PAL ENN SANSOO ME RAVA HAI;
AAJ BHI IS DIL ME BAS UNKI HI JAGAH HAI;
UNKI YAD ME AAJ BHI RAATE KATHI HAI HAMARI;
FARK BAS ITNA HAI HAMARI CHAHTE EK DUSRE SEE JUDAA HAI….
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 1:03 AM UTC
after Yona Wallach (1944-1985)
Let's have it!
I came for the show!
Strip the Torah
to its essence
where not one word can hide
caress it with your Yad
singing in a lovers voice
an ancient burlesque
and when it's done and dressed again
parade it dancing through the congregation
a fitting encore
to a fine performance
as we almost fall over each other
to touch it
slipping spiritual dollars into its belt
the temperatures rising
like a finished prayer
that even makes the Malachim sweat
in their heavenly heights.
Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 5:55 PM UTC
Papa ka office se ghara aana
Bhag kar unke pass jana
unke samne masumiyat se apne hath ko failana
yad karte ** n, jara soch kar batana
Dosto ko roj naye ajib-ajib namo se chidhana
Bhai-Bahan ko bina bt satana
School na jane ka roj naya bahana
Chupke se dusro ka lunch box kha jana
yad karte ** n, jara soch kar batana
Andhere se darkar maa ki aanchal me chup jana
Papa ki kandho par baithkar mele me jana
Khilono ke liye jid P arr jaana
Choti choti galtiyon par maa ka thapki lagna
Yad karte ** n, soch kar batana
Na tension thi duniya ki,
na tha paisa kamana
Kya the bachpan ke bhi din
jaisa mano Sare khushiyo ka fasana
Yad karte ** na, jara soch kar batana
May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 3:59 AM UTC
Aj phir likhne ko dil chaha
chun k gehry alfaaz se
kyun phir rone ko dil chahy
bach kar sab he fasaad se
azab hain ye din do chaar se
har mor par har ik jazbat se
aj likhun mein apne bare
ya likhun sab kuch aap par
aap tw chor gaye choti c baat par
aap tw bhool gaye dekh k halat par
Aj phir likhne ko dil chaha
Aj phir yad kar k rona chaha
Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 1:55 AM UTC
(SHE IS SAYING THESE LINES WHEN HER HUSBAND THINKS THAT HIS WIFE IS CHARACTERLESS),,,,,,,,
MERE DIL KI BATAIN DIL MAI HI REH JAENGI,
TUM YAD KAROGY JAB TO SHYAD ANKHEN BHAR JAENGI,
JO TERI NAZRON MAI GALAT HU, KISI KO DHOKHA DEKAR CHHORA TO NHI MAINE,
KHATA BHUT JISE MANTA HAI, TUJHE ANDAR TAK TODA TO NHI MAINE,
GALATIA HUI HONGI, DHOKHA TO NHI DIA TUJHE,
MUJHE ROZ GALAT THEHRATA HAI, KABHI SOCHA HAI, KITNA DARD HOTA HOGA MUJHE,
TERE LIYE MAINE KHUD KO MARA HAI, SHYAD TU KBHI NA KR SAKE,
MAINE JO MITAEA HAI, SHYAD BIKHAR KE TU NA SIMAT SAKE,....
Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 1:28 AM UTC
They say its all in your head kid
Put the pen to work, get the checks kid
Ouuuuuuuuuu
Off with neglecting
Let the money talk
Let the money walk
Ouuuuuuuuuu
They say it's all about the benjamins
Money Conquer they wanna make US Bonkers
Make Us Conquered.
Make us they casualties
Turn them into fantasy
On to making checks kids
It's a hex kid
It makes sense kids
On to making cents kids,
Put the world with the greed essence.
Money rules the world and its insane kid
But who rules the life, for me they name is Way Big.
But Imma, Conquer It, On and On Till I'm Way Big.
Moving to the Top Conquer won't stop
Need an another bottle of ***** to plot
Talking to the Gin that lives within
All I wanna Do Is Conquer Sin
On another level A problem Kids
Another problem needs conquering
Yad a Yad A Yah. And Conquering.
More Gems I Do Plot, to Conquer kids.
UnStoppable
UnStoppable
Take the future
For you are UnStoppable
Lotsa dough, own Lotsa of dough
Money is the first thing to conquer, so.
Reap what you Sew, Reap what you Sew
Seep In The Drow
Then on to the next ***
Ouuuuuuuuuu
Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 6:39 PM UTC
Interestingly enough, a city filed with intoxicating dress, yes, I like the chucks and baggy pants, no I do not wear it myself, but I appreciate the look, with the Giants hat, let me write you a vignette, techies tools talking bout tacky office gossip and girls they will never **** bahaha and iPods ipods iPods fueling a sweet melody for the ride in boxcar boxcar. Yas yad yas
People going to and from work , quieter, contemplative, examining their tax returns, the hat pulled down straight
people, ticking, tocking, the images of content, staring up with amusement, the people talk of beer, of business, in seriousness, the pamphlets, the trends, counters, crawlers, beggars, in solitude, all of them
have
lovers, insecurities, mal adaptations, taking the drug that says that the life is alright, and thats alright
the little town looks so real to them, they, use the crosswalk, they, stop at the red stop sign, they, don't make eye contact, because their purpose is
to purpose, their purpose is their power lunch, a power lunch, of a sandwich, what of a sanwhich? and what does that have to do with the urban life?
the power meal, designed with purpose, for purpose, in chairs that are made for rain, in intersections made for walking, in red lights made for stopping
and aliens must be amused, by the order, the roots must be...facinating
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 5:29 PM UTC
To be submerged in world and Word, in Word
That is the world, in words that are the Word
Written in holy fire, the eternal Song
In which and through Whom the world is breathed into being
The Torah scroll unrolls the years of creation
The pages of the Talmud frame the law
As in the statute-structure of the ark
Or as a tabernacle of the soul
To read the words, to chant the Word, to sing -
To be the yad in the great Hand of God
Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 3:59 PM UTC
_**Mano to jeevan ek chah hai
Mritu ek kathor sach
Jo aaya hai so jayega
jise koi jhutla nahi sakta hai**_
☘☘☘
**koi hamare liye fool bo jata hai
Aur koi hamare liye kanta
par in fool bone walo ko hm marke bhi bhula nahi pate hai
Aur kanta bone walo ko yad karke bhula dete hai
hamme kya kami hai jo in fulo ki jagah kante bo jate hai
Aur ye kante aane wali pidhi ko bhi chubha de jate hai**._
☘☘☘☘☘
Aug 9, 2020
Aug 9, 2020 at 12:09 PM UTC