sust awaaz kareeb aayi..
suna maine.....
aankhon me boondon ko bhare
dard ka sauda karne aaya
tha wo....
sardi ka mausam..
december ki tesari taarikh
dilchaspi badh gayi thi meri
usme...
mukammal saudagar tha wo
soye saare zakhmo ko
kured kar jaga diya tha usne....
dono ke dard ko ek rang
me mila diya tha usne..
murjhaye sukhe kayi gulaab
saath laaya tha..
roz ek gulaab leti thi main
usase...
ek auns dard bhi pee leti thi
uske badlke wo muskura deta tha
yehi sauda tha roz ka hamara...
mahino ye silsila zari raha
ek din apni awaaz samete
wo saudagar chala gaya..
us din se dard dua ban
phal raha hai mujhme..
dheere dheere main
dehekene lagi hoon..
yakeen hai mujhe
main raakh nahi banungi..
dhuaan ban udd jaaungi..
falak par pahunch baadal
ho jaaungi..
murjhaye sukhe gulabon ko
liye
baras jaaungi uss saudagar par
usse aisa kabhi mehsoos
nahi hone dungi
ki.......
usne ghaate ka sauda
kiya tha...
About Me
- divya
- ye prashn saral bhi hai aur kathin bhi....apne bare me kuchh likhna...ye tau satya hai mujhse behtar mujhe koi nahi janata..aur ye bhi sach hai ki mujhse kam mujhe koi nahi janata...pasand kya hai ye tau aur jagah bhi likha hai maine..yahaan kya apne napasand ke baare me likhun...aatankwaad..dohre roop..desh ko bantne wale log..sakht napasand hai mujhe.. kavita likhna..apne bhawnao ko shabd dena hai mere liye..andar ki kasmasahat se khud ko swatantra karne ka jariya.. mujhe janana meri kavitaon se bahut asaan hai.. haan..main ek wud be doctor hoon...tau hoon na main ek rochak talmel doctor kaviyatri ki..yahi pehchaan hai meri!!!
4 comments:
murjhaye sukhe kayi gulaab
saath laaya tha..
roz ek gulaab leti thi main
usase...
ek auns dard bhi pee leti thi
uske badlke wo muskura deta tha...!!!
this mazm shows ur maturity... good one...!!!
hope to hav some more from ur side like this one..!!!
maturity at its best!!
speechless...I have no words to describe how this poem makes me feel....cant comment on this one except that its superb as always!
hi......... i just saw ur profil in orkut....... really gr8 gal u r. kuch to baat hai tumme.... bahut dard hai tumhari kavita mein... its my pleasure if tum meri dost bano.
Friends are God's way of taking care of us.
Friendship doubles your joys, and divides your sorrows.
Friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet
when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
A friend is like a four leaf clover,
hard to find but lucky to have.
Friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet
when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
So ho jaye DOSTI>>>>>>>
thanx rohit...
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