Best Hua Poems


Premium Member I Love You

I Love You

Smokers of the world unite
Keep that ciggie burning bright
Nick O’Teen is having fun
Clogging, blackening the lung

Don’t you know that it aint smart
To let that fiend into your heart
There won’t be any looking back
After fatal heart attack

And when the girl that you adore
Says she’ll kiss your lips no more
She’s looking for a smoke free zone
Leaves you standing all alone

When you're just a year from death
Pleading, begging your next breath
Even though you've never seen her
Meet your new friend Emphysema

So smokers of the world unite
Keep that ciggie burning bright
You'll never have a friend so true
When every drag says, I love you




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The Devil Himself Hua hua hua hua

Zikr Aur Yaad

Mehfil me tera zikr hua,
dil me mayusi chha gayi,
shaam dhalte dhalte fir,
ek dafe teri yaad aa gayi......'agni'kosh

Dozakh Aur Sharab

Dozakh aur Sharab.........


Tere laboan ka rang mile ga gulaab mein
Teri nigah e naaz ka  nasha sharaab mein  

Mil jaye gar woh aik baar mujh ko khwaab mein
Rakh doon ga dil ko cheer ke unki janaab mein 

Dozakh mein mil rahi he mujhe peene ki saza
aatish bharak rahi he suboo-e-sharaab mein

Behre tashaffi aaen ge Muhammad e Mustafa
Bakshe gunah jayen ge roz e hisaab mein

Dil ki kitaab band na krna kabhi ay dost,
parhna likha hua he jo  roshan kitab mein

Moosa ko gadriye ki samajh aaee na jo dua,,.
makhmoor tha woh nikhwat e baar e  sawab mein

Du pal ka he suroor jo  rakhe Khuda se dooor
shaitan ka he shor o shar  sharb o sharab  mein

Peeri mein sab ko aati he yaad e khuda hee kion?
he lutf jab ho yaad e khuda bhi shabab mein

by mazHur


Jab Teri Qabr Se Guzarta Hoon

Woh chale bhi gaye to kia hua
Mein unhein roz yaad karta hoon

Dil mein rehta he bus khayal unka
Un hee kee dhun mein jeeta marta hoon


Kon hoon mein? samajh na paya kabhi
Khoj mein kion Khuda kee
rehta hoon?


Loag kuch aur hee samajhte hein
Soach per unki aahein bharta hoon.


Sochta hoon ke mein bhi mar jata
Jab teri qabr se guzarta hoon


Teri ruswaee ka he khauf
mujhe
Warna mein kab kisi se darta hoon?

Yaadein

Pichli shab ki tanhai mey ..
Yaadon ka aik album nikla .. 
Guzrey maho saalon mey 
Jis k safhey safhey per 
Her chehra kuch khta tha ..
Kuch tasveerein dhundli thiin bohat 
Kuch ka chehra shanasa daikha..
kuch ki aankhein shab ka ujala
Kuch ka chehra dhuwaan dhuwaan …
Kahan kis ney saath nibhaya tha ..
kahan kis sey dhoka khaya tha 
Her ik chehra ik baab tha jaisey .
Jin chehron ko sung sung chalna tha 
Zindgi ko guzerna tha..
Unhiin chehron sey dhoka khaya tha..
khud ko jaisey gunwaya tha…
gumaan yuun hua tha jaisey 
woh jo aansoo’on sey bheegi kuch tasveerein thin 
soi hui taqdeerein theen
zindagi k bisaat per ujrey huey 
merey khwabon ki taabeerin thiin …!!

Pyar Ka Ehsas

PYAR KA EHSAS
suni si wo jindagi , jisme na koi chah aur na wo pyar ka ehsas
badte rahe jindagi me,jis trah kaat rahe the hum jindagi
ek ichha hui kisi ko pane ki
hum ho jate pichhe , shayd na mile hume
par mil gyi wo khusi ,jo umid na hume
khusi hui, pyar ka ehsas hua us din
lga hume mil gyi manjil, par thi meri khusi do pal ki
chali gyi khusi humare daman se
khusi na mile ab hume dobara
un khusi ke palo ko man me bsa rakha hai
ab na aur khusi ki ichha hai hume
ab unhi khusi ke palo ko maan liya puri jindagi apni


People Petals

This is my translation of a Chinese Song dynasty poem and my response to the poem

Yan Jidao
To the tune of Mulan hua

Again, the east wind blows its heartless gusts
Smears flowers thick upon the ground like scarlet makeup blush
Emerald tower’s curtain no screen for sorrow’s view
Last year’s melancholy washes in anew
Am I not a fool to fret so over spring’s remains?
At every step shed my tears in vain
Instead, I’ll fill my wine cup to the brim
This full of fallen flowers I need to drink my sorrow dim

People Petals 
Fallen flowers do not linger in these days
When spring is greenhouse years and air-conditioned rooms
And workers plant the flowers for a time, then take their withered heads away
But no, it’s not in vain to fret and cry for all that falls and fades
The careless wind and strewn ground
A season mirror sending us our hearts
The flowers as if people petals that blossomed in our past
Faces gone, friends and neighbours, Christmas present aunts
Run to gather up those bits of life and stay their shades
Press them in my memory books and glue them fast
People petals still spread blush and dab the earth’s cheeks bright
The roads inside us still need tears to wash away the dust
Be summer rains and clear the skies for autumn gold
Even with the east wind shut outside and seasons small
We still know time and still grow old and feel how sorrow turns
Still the sowers, gardeners, sweepers
Still the faded fruits, the ashes and the earth

Teri Yaad

Teri yaad 

Muskurahat mai khoya 
Baat dil Mai liye arman 
Dhakan hai naraz 
Janey kaab hogi mulakat 
Taman hai jo ban gayi 
Badua Dori ka ehsas 
Kagaj mai chipa hai 
Waqut ki phehchan 
Kachdey ka deheyr 
Toota hua dil na 
Mangey koi payar 
Aab suno kasi hai tumhari 
Yaad ..........
Like the shadow walk 
Like the nose cry for smell 
Like the moment stop 
Like the road devide 
Like the lips lock 
Like the painting fill with nature 
Like Mai hi puri hai Teri yaad 
I love you meri jaan 

With love all 
Jagdish bajantri

Jism Hua Beyhal

jism hua beyhal 

Tum jo chalo phen kar payal 
Jo matko phen kar chandi
 apni kamar par tum jo muskurao
 laga kar kajal tum jo lo sansey bana
 kar phaheli mera jism hua
 beyhal paney tumhari jaan 

With love all 
Jagdish bajantri

Saza Mein Bhi Maza

Nazron se Tumne jo kaha humne bhi phir suna,
Ye nasha jo charha pehly tu na tha.

Uthayein jo nazarein tum ne dekha bhi phir hum ne,
Nighaon ka ye jo asar hua pehly tu na tha.

Khushbuyein jo mehkin dharkanein bhi phir behkin ,
Ye beqarari ka alam pehly tu na tha.

Saweiron mein lachargi Neendon mein awaargi,
Saza mein bhi maza pehly tu na tha.

I Gave You Name

I am happy that you are mine
I don't need drinks.....
You are mah rum mah wine


From where i bring the words for your praise
Gussa mat hua kro yrr ,everytime i need to chase
I know sometimes I behave so bad
But u r mine
It makes me feel glad

You make me complete
I never gonna cheat
Cheat; with our feeling 
With our emotions 
With our love, and
With our positions 
Which we have in one another's life
And i don't have any doubt 
That you are going to be my wife.e

Naino se Dil tk

Dil ki baatein dil tak hi thi,
Ya phir meri baaton mein bhi uska dil tha?
Uske dil mein chhupa hua ek raaz tha,
Jo dil ki jagah naino ne bayan kar diya.

Uski aankhon mein ek kahani thi,
Jismein har lafz meri nishani thi.
Woh khamosh thi, par keh rahi thi bahut,
Uski chup bhi ek zubaani thi.

Uske chehre pe jo halki si jhalak thi,
Woh mere sawaalon ki chhuti kasak thi.
Jaise woh meri dhadkan ko sun rahi ho,
Jaise mere khwaabon ko chun rahi ho.

Meri baaton ka asar tha, ya sirf fizaa,
Uski har ada mein chhupa tha mazaa.
Par uski khamoshi mein chhupa ek darr tha,
Jaise woh khud se hi bekhabar tha.

Ab bhi sochta hoon, woh kya kehna chahti,
Kya uski nigaahein mujhe apna maanti?
Ya yeh sirf mera bharam tha, koi chhalawa,
Jismein main dooba, magar usne bachaya?

Kahani adhuri hai, na jaanoon main khud,
Kya uske dil ka safar tha yeh jud?
Par itna yakeen hai, woh ehsaas saccha tha,
Uski aankhon mein jhalka jo sapna tha.

                                                            ~Shruti

Premium Member Guo Hua, Chinese painting genre

Its style is a journey for my mind
providing a world onto itself
with miles to meander
and crevasses to explore
with paths to follow
allowing my soul to wander



AP: 1st place 2026, Honorable Mention 2025

Submitted on April 25, 2025 for contest YOUR CHOICE V sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 8TH

Karwa Sach: Dhan Aur Rishte

U gujarna ab raaste pe badla badla sa lagta hai
Wo najariyan logo ka ab kuch kehta hua rahta hai
Pata nahi kuy ab rishtedar ijjat dene lage hai
Wo dost jo yaad tak nahi krte the aaj haal samachar aur sahuliat puchne lage hai
Wo karibi jo pata nahi kharab waqt me lupt ho gaye the aaj fir karib ho gaye hai
Wo samaaj jo haste the pata nahi ab haskar dusro ki baatein karne lag gaye hai!!

Karwa sach yah hai ki in sabke badlaav ke piche hai wah chij jise log kai nam se pukarte hai
Kabhi wah dhan, to kabhi paisa, to kabhi rupaye, kabhi sampati to kabhi daulat se jante hai
Naya rang aaya zindagi mein jab se maal-o-daulat mili
Har chera muskurata hai, har aankh lage hai mili-juli!!

Par socho zara, jo apno se juda ho gaye the kabhi
Woh kya sach mein apne hain ya sirf banaye hue sabhi
Samay ka chakkar aisa hai, kal jo tha woh kal nahi
Dhan ka mooh kala hai, pyar se badi koi pal nahi!!

Karwa sach to yah v hai janab, bhago aap is ke piche
Par dekhna kahi apne na chut jaye aur kuch atut riste na tut jaye
Rishton ki jamapunji ko hatho se sareaam kar do
Khudgarz duniya ke najar mein apno ko anjaan kar do!!
© Akash Jha  Create an image from this poem.

Gham-e-Ishq Mein Haara Hua Panchhi

Gham-e-Ishq Mein Haara Hua Panchhi  
Main apnon ka maara hua panchhi  
Raahay manzil ka pata aik shikari se pooch ke  
Main aik naye pinjray mein phansaya hua panchhi  

Meri hurmat ka imtihan hai, aur daanay hain kam  
Main maalik ka sataya hua panchhi  
Chaar din ki hai zindagi, teen guzar gaye pinjray mein  
Main apni taqdeer ka rulaya hua panchhi  

Chehchahane se main thaka nahi, lekin chup hoon  
Zang alood salakhon mein chhupaya hua panchhi  
Dhoop aur barish mein dekh leta hoon aksar  
Main neend se bedaar karaya hua panchhi  

Lagta hai umr poori ho gayi shayad  
Main pinjray se bahar uraya hua panchhi  
Thandi hawa aur burhapa mera  
Main aik shaakh pe baitha murjhaya hua panchhi  

Toofaan hai zyada, na ghar hai koi  
Main doosray panchhiyon ka khaya hua panchhi  
Ye bijli ki taar hai, oonchi mehfooz bhi  
Main har maut mara maraya hua panchhi

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