"yoon" poems - Hello Poetry

Main Aur mere roommates aksar Yeh Baatain Karte Hain Ghar saaf hota to kaisa hota Main kitchen saaf karta, tum bathrooom dhote main hall saaf karta, tum balcony dekhte Log is baat pe hairaan hote aur us baat pe haste…. Main aur mere roommates, aksar Yeh Baatain Karte Hain Yeh hara bhara sink hai ya bartanon ki jang chidi hui hai Yeh colour full kitchen hai ya masalon se holi kheli hai Hai farsh ki nayi design ya doodh, beer se dhuli hui hain Yeh cellphone hai ya dhakkan, sleeping bag ya kisika aanchal, ye airfreshner ka naya flavour hai, ya trash bag se ati badboo Yeh pattiyon ki hai sarsarahut ke heater phirse kharab hua hai Yeh sonchta hain roommate kab se gum sum - Ke jab ke usko bhi yeh khabar hai Ke machar nahi hai, kaheen nahi hai magar uska dil hai ke kah raha hai machar yaheen hai, yaheen kaheen hai ! Toand ( pet ) ki ye haalat, meri bhi hai, uski bhi, dil mein ek tasvir idhar bhi hai, udhar bhi Karne ko bohot kuch hai magar kab kare hum Kab tak yoon hi is tarah rahe hum Dil kahta hai Safeway se koi vaccum cleaner la de ye Carpet jo jine ko zoonz raha hai, fikwa de Hum saaf rahe sakte hai, logon ko bata dain, Haan hum roommates hai – roommates hai – roommates hai Ab dil main yehi baaaat, idhar bhi hai udhar bhi.. Sab ko bata dain..

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Mar 10, 2014

Mar 10, 2014 at 11:38 AM UTC

ssmtabish

Dedicated to all those who have shared an apartment or are still sharing an apartment

Main Aur mere roommates aksar Yeh Baatain Karte Hain Ghar saaf hota to kaisa hota Main kitchen saaf karta, tum bathrooom dhote main hall saaf karta, tum balcony dekhte Log is baat pe hairaan hote aur us baat pe haste…. Main aur mere roommates, aksar Yeh Baatain Karte Hain Yeh hara bhara sink hai ya bartanon ki jang chidi hui hai Yeh colour full kitchen hai ya masalon se holi kheli hai Hai farsh ki nayi design ya doodh, beer se dhuli hui hain Yeh cellphone hai ya dhakkan, sleeping bag ya kisika aanchal, ye airfreshner ka naya flavour hai, ya trash bag se ati badboo Yeh pattiyon ki hai sarsarahut ke heater phirse kharab hua hai Yeh sonchta hain roommate kab se gum sum - Ke jab ke usko bhi yeh khabar hai Ke machar nahi hai, kaheen nahi hai magar uska dil hai ke kah raha hai machar yaheen hai, yaheen kaheen hai ! Toand ( pet ) ki ye haalat, meri bhi hai, uski bhi, dil mein ek tasvir idhar bhi hai, udhar bhi Karne ko bohot kuch hai magar kab kare hum Kab tak yoon hi is tarah rahe hum Dil kahta hai Safeway se koi vaccum cleaner la de ye Carpet jo jine ko zoonz raha hai, fikwa de Hum saaf rahe sakte hai, logon ko bata dain, Haan hum roommates hai – roommates hai – roommates hai Ab dil main yehi baaaat, idhar bhi hai udhar bhi.. Sab ko bata dain..

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***Tum se hi meri pehchaan hai. Atul yoon hi nahin bana main. Tum se hi meri zindagi hai. Aashiq tumhaara yoon hi nahin bana main. Tum se hi meri khushi hai. Pyaar tumhe aise hi nahin karta. Tum se hi meri santushti hai. Pyaar tumhe yoon hi nahin karta. Har kavita mein meri tumhaari hi jhalak hoti hai. Kavi bada main yoon hi nahin bana. Har saans tumhaari hi yaad dilaati hai. Zindagi ** meri tum yoon hi nahin kehta.*** ************************************************* *From you is my identity, Atul originates from you. From you is my life, I am your crazy lover. From you is my happiness, I love you just so seriously. From you is my satisfaction, I don't love you just for fun. Each poem of mine carries your imagery, I have been a seasoned poet worshipping you. Every breath reminds me of you, I call you my life not just for saying.*

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Mar 13, 2015

Mar 13, 2015 at 10:25 PM UTC

Atul

Tum Se Hi | From You Only (Prem Patr - A Love Letter In Hindi)

***Tum se hi meri pehchaan hai. Atul yoon hi nahin bana main. Tum se hi meri zindagi hai. Aashiq tumhaara yoon hi nahin bana main. Tum se hi meri khushi hai. Pyaar tumhe aise hi nahin karta. Tum se hi meri santushti hai. Pyaar tumhe yoon hi nahin karta. Har kavita mein meri tumhaari hi jhalak hoti hai. Kavi bada main yoon hi nahin bana. Har saans tumhaari hi yaad dilaati hai. Zindagi ** meri tum yoon hi nahin kehta.*** ************************************************* *From you is my identity, Atul originates from you. From you is my life, I am your crazy lover. From you is my happiness, I love you just so seriously. From you is my satisfaction, I don't love you just for fun. Each poem of mine carries your imagery, I have been a seasoned poet worshipping you. Every breath reminds me of you, I call you my life not just for saying.*

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Kaise manaoon teri ruswaiyon ko Kaise samjhaoon apni tanhaiyon ko Ki tu ja chuki hai yoon chodd k mujhko Ki tanhai bhi ab meri mujhey chidhati hai Ki jis se thi itni mohabat tujhko Wahi bana *** hai tera yaar mujhko Laut ana bhool k apni ruswai ko Nahi to samajh lena bana lia hai maine dost apni tanhai ko

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Aug 13, 2014

Aug 13, 2014 at 1:12 PM UTC

tarun-agarwal

khayal

Kaise manaoon teri ruswaiyon ko Kaise samjhaoon apni tanhaiyon ko Ki tu ja chuki hai yoon chodd k mujhko Ki tanhai bhi ab meri mujhey chidhati hai Ki jis se thi itni mohabat tujhko Wahi bana *** hai tera yaar mujhko Laut ana bhool k apni ruswai ko Nahi to samajh lena bana lia hai maine dost apni tanhai ko

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i found myself last night whispering your name under the shield of my duvet, willing myself to pronounce every syllable of your name to the darkness of my room. i looked up to the plastic stars on my ceilings, remainders of the childhood i once had, and said it: “yoon. jeong. han” every syllable clear and true. and it occurred to me, how beautiful your name was. “yoon” — the moon and the whistles of the wind, lulling me into dreamland. “jeong” — a masculine edge. and finally, the concluding “han” that returns it into its original softness. clean milky way. i’ve never expected to fall for a boy with your name. but i’ve always been fascinated with the universe and all the bright lights surrounding our blue planet. so i guess, it is only fitting for me to fall for a boy whose name means “clean milky way” so i whispered your name over and over into the night. yoon jeonghan. yoon jeonghan. yoon jeonghan. until the taste of it becomes as familiar as the quiet. and i swear, i saw the plastic stars on the ceiling growing brighter with every syllable. i whispered and whispered until i fell into morpheus’ charm, and awoke with a new realization: your name is my favorite sound.

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Feb 15, 2018

Feb 15, 2018 at 3:33 PM UTC

startlingstars

your name

i found myself last night whispering your name under the shield of my duvet, willing myself to pronounce every syllable of your name to the darkness of my room. i looked up to the plastic stars on my ceilings, remainders of the childhood i once had, and said it: “yoon. jeong. han” every syllable clear and true. and it occurred to me, how beautiful your name was. “yoon” — the moon and the whistles of the wind, lulling me into dreamland. “jeong” — a masculine edge. and finally, the concluding “han” that returns it into its original softness. clean milky way. i’ve never expected to fall for a boy with your name. but i’ve always been fascinated with the universe and all the bright lights surrounding our blue planet. so i guess, it is only fitting for me to fall for a boy whose name means “clean milky way” so i whispered your name over and over into the night. yoon jeonghan. yoon jeonghan. yoon jeonghan. until the taste of it becomes as familiar as the quiet. and i swear, i saw the plastic stars on the ceiling growing brighter with every syllable. i whispered and whispered until i fell into morpheus’ charm, and awoke with a new realization: your name is my favorite sound.

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Kya kasoor hai un masoomon ka... jinki jaan yoon bewajah lee jaati hai, Khush naseeb hain shayad insaan... Jinki rooh itne paapon ke baad bhi jee jaati hai, Kehte hain ki saaf dil walein humesha thokar khatein hai... Shayad isiliye inn bezuban janwaron ki hi bali di jaati hai. Mann mein aata hai kabhi kabhi... Kya haq nahi inhe bhi jeene ka, Kyu nahi hota pachtava insaan ko... Inn sab ke haq chheenne ka, Sharm si aati hai apne insaan hone par... Kyu ki insaaniyat toh insaan mein bachi nahi, Galat the shayad humesha se hum... Ki zindagi ki dor itni kachi nahi. By Sanmeet K Sethi @sks__quotes

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Jul 7, 2020

Jul 7, 2020 at 7:16 AM UTC

sks__quotes

Stop Animal Cruelty

Kya kasoor hai un masoomon ka... jinki jaan yoon bewajah lee jaati hai, Khush naseeb hain shayad insaan... Jinki rooh itne paapon ke baad bhi jee jaati hai, Kehte hain ki saaf dil walein humesha thokar khatein hai... Shayad isiliye inn bezuban janwaron ki hi bali di jaati hai. Mann mein aata hai kabhi kabhi... Kya haq nahi inhe bhi jeene ka, Kyu nahi hota pachtava insaan ko... Inn sab ke haq chheenne ka, Sharm si aati hai apne insaan hone par... Kyu ki insaaniyat toh insaan mein bachi nahi, Galat the shayad humesha se hum... Ki zindagi ki dor itni kachi nahi. By Sanmeet K Sethi @sks__quotes

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I dreamed of you when I was a child; thinking you were so much older than you probably are. Years of wisdom creased your crinkled eyes in my dreams. I felt the strength that you gave me, just by your spirit passing your courage into mine. I felt invincible, I was a survivor because you are a survivor. I am still a survivor because you let me go, thank you. Thank you for letting me thrive and to be free. As much as I would like to be with you or even hear your voice, I know I cannot. Not in this life. Perhaps in the afterlife, when our souls are free from all suffering, may we reunite once again, oh Birthmother. Yoon Young-hee. My birthmother.

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Nov 18, 2014

Nov 18, 2014 at 2:25 AM UTC

chaedron

Birthmother

I dreamed of you when I was a child; thinking you were so much older than you probably are. Years of wisdom creased your crinkled eyes in my dreams. I felt the strength that you gave me, just by your spirit passing your courage into mine. I felt invincible, I was a survivor because you are a survivor. I am still a survivor because you let me go, thank you. Thank you for letting me thrive and to be free. As much as I would like to be with you or even hear your voice, I know I cannot. Not in this life. Perhaps in the afterlife, when our souls are free from all suffering, may we reunite once again, oh Birthmother. Yoon Young-hee. My birthmother.

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September 30, 1995: My name is Ni Young Yoon, Nye Yun Yun, Nai Yung Youn, Nhi Yon Yün, Ni Young Yoon, I can only spell it out phonetically. Ni Young Yoon, the three syllables float in my mouth like the gibberish of a baby, bubbling out sounds, resembling a language I never spoke, but taste on my tongue, babbling to a mother I’d never know, but see in the mirror. My name was Ni Young Yoon. January 23, 1996: My name is Natalie Rose Sereda, Natalie, my dad’s favorite actress, Natalie, my mom’s favorite singer, Nata, my grandpa’s twenty-year-old nickname, Nat!, my younger brother’s call from downstairs, Neeeatalie, my older sister’s Chicago accent, My name is Natalie Rose Sereda, words tucked into the bed of my tongue fast asleep under the roof of my mouth, a baby wakes up after a long flight over, she is greeted at the gate, named in the airport, and in this moment, in the arms of her parents, she is born. My name is Natalie Rose Sereda.

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Dec 10, 2015

Dec 10, 2015 at 12:21 AM UTC

natalie-rose

We are born when we are named

September 30, 1995: My name is Ni Young Yoon, Nye Yun Yun, Nai Yung Youn, Nhi Yon Yün, Ni Young Yoon, I can only spell it out phonetically. Ni Young Yoon, the three syllables float in my mouth like the gibberish of a baby, bubbling out sounds, resembling a language I never spoke, but taste on my tongue, babbling to a mother I’d never know, but see in the mirror. My name was Ni Young Yoon. January 23, 1996: My name is Natalie Rose Sereda, Natalie, my dad’s favorite actress, Natalie, my mom’s favorite singer, Nata, my grandpa’s twenty-year-old nickname, Nat!, my younger brother’s call from downstairs, Neeeatalie, my older sister’s Chicago accent, My name is Natalie Rose Sereda, words tucked into the bed of my tongue fast asleep under the roof of my mouth, a baby wakes up after a long flight over, she is greeted at the gate, named in the airport, and in this moment, in the arms of her parents, she is born. My name is Natalie Rose Sereda.

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Ke tere hi khayaalon mein dil ye mera dhadakta raha, Main teri hi chaahaton mein ab tak yoon bhatakta raha. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ That in your thoughts, this heart of mine kept pounding, Desiring you, around the world until now I kept wandering.

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Jan 28, 2025

Jan 28, 2025 at 9:01 PM UTC

Atul

Khayaal-o-Chaahat | Thoughts & Desire

Ke tere hi khayaalon mein dil ye mera dhadakta raha, Main teri hi chaahaton mein ab tak yoon bhatakta raha. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ That in your thoughts, this heart of mine kept pounding, Desiring you, around the world until now I kept wandering.

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