Poem 25 – World Is Beautiful

World is beautiful,
not like a piece of diamond,
but like a droplet of rain,

world is beautiful,
not like a success of business tycoon,
but like a struggle of a farmer,

world is beautiful,
like a morning shine,
like an evening sunset,
like a smile of a child,
like a drizzling rain,

world is beautiful,
not like a shiny car ,
nor like a sparkling minaret,
neither like a busy shopping mall,
but like a beach,
like a green forest,
like a glittery star,

world is beautiful,
beautiful like a rainbow,
beautiful like a open air,
beautiful like a bangle,
beautiful like you ||

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POEM 23

Badi koshish se daala Tha humne rang un panno par ,
Badi muddatein lagi thi un rango se panno ko sajaane Mein ,
bahut hi muhabbat se humne un panno ko jod kar ek kitaab banai Thi ,
phir ek toofan aaya , kch baarish Hui ,
kch bijli chamki , halki si ek aag lagi ,
un chingaariyun ne badrang kar diya har ek panno ko ,
aur aaj Mai Hun bilakhta Hun har ek sajawat par ,
un rango ko talashta Hun pile panno par ,
Ki saayon ko dhoondhta Hun jinki wajah se rang daala Tha ,
ek mayus si muskan liye hue us pal ko kosta Hun,
par ab na saaye aate hai baat karne us sajawat Ki ,
na koi raahgeer aaya hai poochne Ki kaun sa rang kis ko ishara Karta hai ,
log magan ho Gaye us toofan ke baad phir se apni zindagi Mein ,
par main hoon aaj bhi khoya huya Hun un yaadon Mein ,
 us kitab ko liye Mai baitha Hun ,
 sochta Hun us rango ko,
unki sajawat ko ||

 

POEM 21

Har taraf aah nikli hai ,
har taraf log gamgeen hain,
har taraf lahu bikhra hai,
har taraf log kahufzada hain,

ye kaisa dastoor ho gaya is jahan ka,
log pyase hue jo chand tukdon ke liye,
na in ashkon ko dekhtein hain wo khaufnaak chehre,
na inko nazar aati hai masoomiyat bilakhte bacchon ki,

ye diwane kch aise pagal hue hain is duniya mein,
ki kohram sa mach gaya hai har ek zarre mein,
na jane kis gaflat mein ye baithe hain ye hamlavar,
kch bhi na milegi inhe is hasti zamin ko rulakar.

POEM 20

Mai bikhra hun Kisi taash ke patto ki tarah,

Pahle Mai bahut suljha hua karta Tha,

Kisi ne mujhe andar se jhagjhor Diya,

Mera Dil  Yun hi nahi udaas baitha hai,

 

Mai Patton ko dekhta hun to rango ko dekhta hun,

jab jal niharta hun to Kuch nazar nahi aata,

Mera aks dikhta Hai nashe me ladhkadata aadmi sa,

Kya karun khud par yakeen nahi hota Hai ,

 

Bahut rang birangi duniya Hai bahut se rangon me bhari hui,
Mere Jivan hi Hai bs bawan(52) Patton me simat Gaya,

Kisi ne bahut zor se jhtaka Tha mjhe kabhi,

Mera Dil Yun hi nahin udaas baitha Hai !!

POEM 19

maine dekha to nahi kabhi ,

ki ye khushi kya hoti hai ,

mai apni tanhayi me itna gum raha ,

bhool gaya ki ye hansi kya hoti hai ,

 

wo jo log dikhte hain jhund mein har taraf ,

bahut khush nazar aate hain,

unki kismat kahen ise ya hunar unka ,

jidhar bhi dekho logon se gire nazar aate hain,

 

bahut udaasi si hai zindagi mein mere,

kya bataun zindagi ka lutf kya hota hai ,

bs guzar rahi hai kisi undekhe ki talaash mein,

kya bataun ye intezaar ka gham kya hota hai ||