Ehsas

Ehsas ke saath

Afsos bhi hota hai...

Gar ehsas zinda hai to aansu bhi aate hai,

Aur hansi bhi...

Maine to jab bhi koshish ki rone ki khud pe,

Hansi hi aayi...

Aansu barish ban ke

Man ki sukhi mitti ko khushboo se sarabor kar jate hai,

Aur banjar ho chuki dharti par andekhe phul khil aate hai.

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Kagaz ke phoolo me mehek purani kitaab ki.... Zang lage guitar ke taar, aur dhun ek jaani pehchani... purani. Log kehte hai ki safar hai, par sab makaam dhundhte hai; Subah chale the, sham tak koi rah hume bhi dhundh legi...

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Raat ke kinare




Maine kholi jab kiwadi raat ki,
Dhue ke saath kuch khab bhi ud gaye…



Abhi bas bhor ki khat khat se khuli thi ankhe,
Abhit tak raat ke takiye pe hi padi thi main.
Abhi to bujh bhi na payi yhi shama sham ki,
Abhi to udte jugnuon ke par bhi na gine.

Abhi main sochti thi kaise bulau unko,
Koi pairon ke nishan ret par mile bhi nahi.
Abhi to tinka tinka jodti thi yado ko,
Abhi is pal ki parat bhi kaha uteri thi…

Magar kuch sochti tab tak hi darwaza khatka,
Subah ki dhoop mere khabo ko le udi.


2 comments:

  1. Sahi ja rahi ho bidu.....mast hai ek dum mast hai wah wah wah..subhan alllah

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  2. such a wonderful...poem...great..

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