Sunday, July 25, 2010

MYSELF

मैं बन कर एक पक्षी
देखता  हूँ अपनी उड़ान को
बहूत निचे रह जाता हूँ
पंख है छोटे
मगर  ढाप
लेना  चाहाता
हूँ  saarae  आसमान को
दूर देख रह हूँ बादल
बादल ही बन जाता हूँ
बरस पडू सारी धरती पर
पूरी धरती को ही अपने में समां लेना चाहता हूँ
कैसी मोहिनी खुसबू है लाल गुलाब की
क्यों न मैं भी गुलाब बंनु
हर एक हो मेरी तरफ आकर्षित
ऐसी छबी बना लेना चहाता हूँ
कैसी हरी हरी हरियाली है
इन हरे हरे पतों की
मैं भी एक पत्ता बन जाता हूँ
सबब बनू बसंत बहार का
कुदरत रंग बदले मुझ से
मेरा रंग हो बहार का

Sunday, July 4, 2010

My Dreams and I

My Dreams and I
When go by and by
Life becomes a thruth
And all other a lie.

Becomes curious on every instant
Every moment I chant ..my heart chant..
Success makes me stimulant
Not even a matter remain no-chalant

Mammon not my aim
I have a wish of
Adenturous game

Candid my behaviou
capering feeling I maintain

My heart goes to them
From whom LOVE I gain.

Modern Younker, I

Modern Younker I
Always in dreams fly

In winsome mood
Try to be wren
Once gets in speed
Let myself forward as a train

Sometimes memories play this game
Shall impress me tomorrow
Shall give Colous in Sorrows.

My Desire

Desire be a whimsical
As a star woble and twinkle
Sorrows means me no wrinkle

HE would confer me attitute
Make that always tickle

Groans may cause
Wriggle and grizzle

HE would
Power my soul
Fight out these
Trifle and feeble.

Let my determine
not fickle

HE would
Award me humour
That matter me not
It it cold fierce breeze
or it drizzle

Candid and capering feeling
For I always truggle

HE would
Sow me a heart
With INFINITE love

May it be infinitesimal

Desire be a whimsical.........................

OUR HEART

Ours Hearts why cheat us
What cynosure we find
Is not reality only a gloss.

Our name wants fame
Not our deeds,
But mammon plays this game

It takes us to that way
Alround darkness
No hope of day.

Our life's end not this
Obesession not this fuss

Our heart why cheat us..................

I DONOT KNOW

No...No...
I donot know
Where we go
I and you
All Corrupt
And our World
A piece of Show

No...No..
I donot know
Where we go
I and you
All Masters
And my hands
Me disasters.

No...No....
I donot know
Where we go
All in love of Nation
And step steps
For destruction and conflagration.

No...No....
I donot know
Where we go
All we educated scholors
Hiding Black and white collors
Struggle for fame and dollars.

No...No...
I donot know
Where we go
I and you
All modern
And our heritage
Mummy Pappa's Craze.

No.......No........