Saturday, March 9, 2013

Hindi Poem - Apne huye Begane


Jo Hath Dushman se mil jate hai,
Woh apne kaha reh jate hai?

Woh Dard dushman ke vaar mein kaha hota hai
Jo Dard Apno ke begane ho jane ka hota hai.

Kapta hu, Sehmta hu, Pareshan hu,
Magar apne dil ka hal kise Sunau.
Jinse thi ummeed wahi toh apna na raha.
Kal tak jispe tha bharosa yakin,
aaj wahi apna na raha.

Us ghadi par aaj bhi hai afsoos jab apna samaj hath thama tha.
manjilo door chalne ka vada kiya tha.
sath sath hasne aur rohne ka vada kiya tha.

Magar Jab Ghum ke badal barse, Jab yeh bijli hum par thi giri.
Jab sawan tha phoot kar roya, Jab bhich gai thi apno ki lashe
Tab jispe sabse jyada tha bharosa, Jise thi sari ummed,
Woh the sirf tum, woh the sirf tum.

Nakli aasuao me dubba, aaya tha tu bhi maram lagane
Yaad hai woh waqt jab hath rakha tha tune sirhane.
Maloom na tha ki woh maraham ke bahane tu sakhm de jayega.
Apnepan ke bahane, begana kar jayega.


Kabhi behbas ho kar khudpe hasta hu.
toh khud ko kahi chupa leta hu.
Magar Aaj phir himmat jutata hu.
Haar na manne ki, akhri dum tak ladne ki
Khudme Shakti aur Vishwas jagata hu.
Waqt phir badlega, Aur duba suraj kal phirse niklega
Badlav ki aandhi me tum bhi beh jaoge.
Mere aansuo ke seh-labh me tum bhi doob jaoge.

Mere andar ka soya abhiman jagata hoon.
Swayam hi sansar vijay karne ka pran karta hu.

- Navneet Singh Chuhan

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Navneet Singh Chauhan.

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