हमारे चेहरे से दिल के भाव पढ़ लेती हो,माँ, ये तुम खुद हो, या ख़ुदा, विश्वास नहीं होता। “लड़कों से गलतियां हो जाती हैं,”ये मुल्क की सरकार चलाते हैं, विश्वास नहीं होता। मानवी सबंधों की क्या बानगी दे ज़नाब,”ओल्ड एज होम” खुल रहे हैं कस्बों में; विश्वास नहीं होता। शायर शब्द से, पहलवान कद से, और इंसान पद से,प्रतिभा पहचान की मोहताज़ है, […]
This lovely lad, drifted from the city of angels, gently carried away along with morning breeze smiling So do I, whenever I think of us together, because deep down I am the one, to have you. Though we don’t chat all the time, on a regular basis, the memories I have, of us side by side holding hands, […]
Muddaton baad bhi tere Muntazir teri rah tak rahe hain, Tu wapas laut aaye, hamari Duniya Inkalab ho jayegi. Waqt karega hamare Katl ki sajish, tu bhi Zara si pahal kar de, Kamyab ho jayegi. Chhodo Bhagwa, Hari Poshak, Siyasat ke rang hang hain yeh, Insan ban ja, Rab se sachhi Fariyad ho jayegi. Palkon ko nind se […]
Thokarein Insaan ko chalna sikhati hain suna,Ham Bekhbar, hame Rahbaron pe Aitbar hai. Wo Chaand hain, Khushshakl hain, Aasman me unki Raunak hai,Fir bhi iska hame Ilm hai ki Unka Daman Daagdar hai. Shaheedon ke Kafan ko Nilam kar Khaddar Kharidi hai,Ye Siyasatdaan Thehre, Aawam ki Chuni hui Sarkar hai. Hushn -Ishq- Daulat sab kuchh haasil kiya, khoya,Aye Nazneen ab hame Maan ke […]
Darkar thi ek adad jeet ki tumhe,Khudi ko khud se haraya karte hain.. Rishtey ko ahamiyat dete ho Kunwar’Paise ki khatir apne paraye ho jate hain.. Milta hai Mizaz in Badalon ka tumse Kunwar’kabhi garaz ke baraste kabhi hawa se rukh badal lete hain.. Ek pathhar dil Insan mila, Azad tha, Befikar tha,Chheni hathauri ki mar padi, but bane jate hain.. Zamhuriyat ki samajh […]
Where’s gone my childhood daysCan you bring it back!You, you, can’t you?Oh! I am just recalling it.It was when I was being loved most,just paddling, waving on the shore,Collecting insects, butterflies.,Playing endlessly.No care, no affair, no prayer. It was when I was called with my nicknameChattering, chirruping, kiting,Spreading the fume of lifeI haven’t been to a playschool.No fight, no plight, no […]
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