Baarishon men bhigaa huaa haraa bharaa badan meraa
sharad ritu ki teekhi dhoop men, tinake saa woh sookh gayaa.
dard ke saath paal rahaa thaa jigar men chupchaap jise,
ek thes lagi aur yaad ke pulindon ka zakhma phoot gayaa.
tera aanaa hi nahi huaa is benaseeb ke toote ujaad ghar men
jod rakhaa thaa is khandahar ko, aas ke saath hi toot gayaa.
tairkar paar kiye the jisane, woh lakh samundar gahare
sunaa hai ki chullu bhar ashqon men hi khud doob gayaa.
Sharad ritu- season of autumn; Tinakaa- blade of grass; Pulindaa- bundle; Zakhma phootanaa- oozing from wound; Ujaad ghar- ruined house; Khandahar- ruined house; Samundar- ocean; Chullu bhar- quantity contained in the hollow cup made by the palm of the hand(small quantity); Ashq- tears
Amazing...
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Profound Thought!
Excellent! As I always say...you must publish a Kavita Sangreh!!
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