मिलने की आस

रसरंगीन शमा हो जाता है 

 जब याद किसी की आती है । 

 पलकों पर अश्रुकण के बौछार उतर आते हैं 

 आशा के दीप लिए मन डोला सा लगता है । 

न जाने हर्षित ये दिल कब होगा 

हर पल शोला ये उगलता है। 

 नींद नयन छोड़ कर भागे 

हर पल उसी की याद सतावे । 

मुद्दत कब अपना चमत्कार दिखलाएगी 

 जब उनसे हमारी मुलाकात करवाएगी । 

उनके दिल की  दीवारों पर नाम होगा मेरा 

न जाने  कब होगा ऐसा सवेरा । 

न जाने  कब होगा ऐसा सवेरा

जब वो आयेंगे  और हमें पास बुलायेंगे 

मुझे वहाँ ले जायेंगे जहाँ होगा बस हम दोनों का बसेरा 

 न जाने  कब होगा ऐसा सवेरा । 

 न जाने  कब होगा ऐसा सवेरा 

जब तनहा दिल को मंजिल मिल जायेगी

और चारों ओर होगा बस प्रेम का बसेरा 

न जाने  कब होगा ऐसा सवेरा । 

                                                               ---shilchan

poem ref: Milne Ki Aas...

लड़की

सुन  रे लड़की 

तू न मुरझाना 

क्यों कली बनी तू 

तू खिलजाना । 

 

 तुझको है आज 

सुगंध फैलाना

                                                                                     अपना पराग फूल  बन 

                                                                                   दूसरों तक पहुचना ।

 

तू कर सकती है 

उनका नाश 

जिन्हें नहीं तेरे 

सुगंध का आभास ।

 

हाँ तेरे में

माता शक्ति का वास 

बस तुझे होना 

इसका ऐहसास ।

 

तू नयी सुबह  

क्या देख रही 

बस आज 

अभी खिलजा । 

 

क्यूँ काली बन 

अंदर ही अंदर घुट रही 

फूल बन 

अपने तेज़ को फैला । 

 

अगर कोई तुझे 

मोड़-मचोड़ 

मचता है

 अपने अपने सुख का शोर । 

 

तब तू अपने 

काँटों द्वारा 

कर सकती है उनके 

धीरज को तोड़ ।  

 

हाँ अभी सूर्य है 

इस दुनियां में 

जो दे सकता है

तुझको  रौशनी । 

 

बस तू खिलजा 

और चारों ओर 

अपने सुगंध 

को फैला । । 

 ----shilchan

Poem reference:  Ladki

ग्राम जीवन

 

आहा ग्राम जीवन भी क्या है 

क्यों न इससे सबका मन भाये । 

थोड़े  में निर्वाह यहाँ है 

ऐसी सुविधा और कहाँ है । 

यहाँ शहर की बात नहीं 

अपनी अपनी घात नहीं । 

यहाँ गटखते चोर नहीं 

तरह तरह कि शोर नहीं । 

गुण्डों कि न यहाँ बनाती 

ईज्जत नहीं किसी की जाती । 

सीधे साधे  भोले भाले 

हैं ग्राम जीवन मनुष्य निराले । 

एक दूसरे की ममता हैं 

सब में प्रेममयी समता हैं । 

यद्दपि वो काले हैं तन से 

 पर  अति हैं उज्जवल मन से । 

अपना यह मिट्टी  का घर है 

गोपट चिन्हन आँगन तट  हैं 

रखे एक ओर जलघट हैं । 

खपरैलों  पर हैं बेलें छायीं 

फूलें फलें हरी मन भायीं 

काशी फल कुसमाण्ड कहीं है 

कहीं लौकियाँ लटक रही है । 

है जैसा गुण यहाँ हवा में 

प्राप्त नहीं डॉक्टरी दवा में । 

संधया समय गाँव के बाहर 

होता नंदन विपिन निछावर । 

अतिथि कहीं जब आ जाता है 

ठहराया जाता है जैसे 

जैसे कोई सम्बंधी हो ऐसे । 

शिक्षा का प्रकाश यदि होता 

बहता बिमल बुद्धि का रोता । 

तो ग्राम स्वर्ग बन जाते 

पूर्ण शांति में सम  जाते ।। 

 

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On demand of viewers, I am posting the Hindi poems in Hindi. Poem ref: Graam Jeevan
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Graam Jeevan

Children listen to stories from grandmother and I too use to listen when I was kid. One fine day my grandmother told me something very creative about herself - She was a good student and was passionate about studies, embroidery and cooking. She told me a poem thereafter.

You people won't believe but this is true. My grandmother won prize in poem recitation for this particular poem when she was in class Vth . She liked the poem and remembered her prize winning ceremony throughout her life. The poem describes the simple and peaceful essence of rural life which is much different from the stressful and deceitful urban life. Hats-off to you grandma( daadi maa/mammaji - the way I call her).

The poem writer is unknown and the poem is written using Hindi words.
This poem is dedicated to my Late Grandmother.

Here it goes...

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Aaha gram jeevan bhi kya hai                           

Kyon na isse sabka mann bhaye!

Thode mein nirvaah yahan hai

Aisi suvidha aur kahan hai!

Yahan shahar ki baat nahin

Apni-Apni ghaat nahin!

Aadam mar ka kaam nahin

Anachaar ka naam nahin!

      

Yahan gatkathe chor nahin

Tarah-tarah ki shor nahin!

Gundo ki na yahan banaati

Izzat nahin kisi ki jaati!

Seedhe-saadhe bhole bhale

Hain graam jeevan manushya niraale!

Ek dusre ki mamta hain

Sab mein prem mayi samata hain!

  









Yadhapi woh kaale hain tann se                                            

Par ati hain ujjawal mann se!
Apna yah mitti ka ghar hai Gopat Chinhan aangan tatt hai
Rakhe ek oor jalghat hain!
Khaprailon par hain belen chhaain
Phoolein-Phalein hari mann bhai!
Kaashi phal Kusmaand kahin hai
Kahin laukiyaan latak rahi hain!

 

Hai jaisa gunn yahan hawa mein

Praapt nahi daaktari dawa mein!

Sandhaya samaya gaon ke baahar

Hota nandan vipin nichhawar!

Atithi kahin jab aa jaata hai,  thahraaya jata hai jaise,

Jaise koi sambandhi ho aise!

 Shikchha ka prakaash yadi hota

Bahta bimal buddhi ka rota!

Toh graam swarga bann jaate

Purna shaanti mein samm jaate!!

 

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P.S: All the pictures are taken on the outskirts of my village.

Ladki

Here is a poem written by me when I was in class X. This poem is dedicated to all the girls and  women who have been deprived of various needs and amenities - the girl who is a child laborer, the girl child married forcefully, the girl who is abused by the society and the list continues.

The poem is written using Hindi words and has an indirect meaning, i.e "Rupak Alankar" which we call metaphor in English has been used here.

Here it goes...

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Sunn re ladki

Tu na murjhaana

Kyun kali bani tu

Tu Khiljana!!

Tujhko hai aaj

Sugandh failana

Apna paraag phool bann

Dusron tak pahuchana!!

Tu kar sakti hai 

Unka naash

Jinhe nahin tere

Sugandh ka aabhas!!

Haan tere mein

Mata Shakti ka waas

Bas tujhe hona 

Iska aihsaas!!

Tu nayi subah 

Kya dekh rahi

Bas aaj 

Abhi khilja!!

Kyun kali bann

Andar hi andar ghutt rahi

Phool bann

Apne tej ko faila!!

Agar koi tujhe 

Mod-machod

Machaata hai

Apne sukh ka shor!!

Tab tu apne 

Kaaton dwara

Kar sakti hai unke 

Dheeraj ko tod!!

Haan abhi surya hai

Is duniyan mein

Jo de sakta hai

Tujhko roshni!!

Bas tu khilja

Aur chaaron oor

Apne sugandh 

Ko failaa !!

                                     -----shilchan

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Luck

What is LUCK?

We often hear people saying "He is lucky, he has accomplished a lot; I am not lucky like him".
Here is a small poem written by unknown. The poem is written using English words.

He worked by day

And failed by night

He gave up play

And some delight

Dry books he read

New things to learn

And forged ahead

Success to earn

He plodded on with

Faith and pluck

And when he won

People called it luck.

I hope, we all will be lucky this year.

Time is Precious

        Hey friends, New Year has arrived so first of all I wish everyone a very Happy and Prosperous 2014.
Let's take resolution to be better than before and give our best shot in everything we do.  
        Here is a small article which I read somewhere during my school times and thought of putting it here before I go with my next poem. I am not sure about the writer name, if anyone is aware then please let me know. The article is written using English words.

Here it goes...

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To realize the value of 1 year

Ask a student who has failed in his exam.

To realize the value of 1 month

Ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.

To realize the value of 1 week

Ask the editor of a weekly.

To realize the value of 1 day

Ask a daily wages laborer. 

To realize the value of 1 hour

Ask the lover who is waiting to meet.

To realize the value of 1 minute

Ask the person who has missed the train.

To realize the value of 1 second

Ask the person who has survived an accident.

To realize the value of 1 millisecond

Ask the person who has won a silver medal in Olympics.

                                                                                   

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