MANAH

Yada kada anayas hee mera mann
Un raston pe badh nikalta hai
Jo raahein kisi manzil tak nahi jati
Unsey tootakar kuch naye rastey zaroor nikaltey hain.

Nirih mann nahi jaanta jeevan main
Kai vadey ankiye nibhaney hotey hain
Kuch nai batein banani hoti hain
Kuch beetey lamhein sanjoney hptey hain.

Wo nahi jaanta un jatil pehluon ko
Jinmain uljha hua, kab koi suljha hai
Wo samajik rudhiwaad, wo naitik shisht achaar
Parey hai mann ki samajh ke ye kritrim sansaar.

"Kathni karni aur soch teeno main bhinnta
Maya ke alag swaroopon ko sanchit karta
Muskurahton main nana dard chipay
Manu kyun jeevan bhar dhalta jaye?"

Ye saral mann jigyasa se parey shaant
Jo ulajh gaya uskey aagey ki door tham
Aagey badh kuch navin paney ke laalsa main
Kadam uthata toh hai, anayaas hee...

Samaj ki bediyon main kasey shareer ko
Ye udaan bharney ke kwaab dikhata hai
Jo bita usko bhool kuch naya apnana sikhata hai
Samaaj ko apney sa saral banana chahta hai.

Aashaon ko badhawa deta hai nirbhik
Niras baton ko raspurna bananey ko atur
Un bisrai tarkeebon ko udelta hai
Jo samay chakra ko ghumakar saral kar dein.

Ek kabhi na khatm honey wali jung
Jo shareer ke saath bhi nasht na ho shayad
Uski mashaal thamey chal nikalta hai rahon par
Jo rahein kisi manzil tak nahi jaati...

Yada kada anayas hee mera mann
Un raston pe badh nikalta hai
Jo raahein kisi manzil tak nahi jati
Unsey tootakar kuch naye rastey zaroor nikaltey hain.

चाहता हूँ...

ख्वातिनों हज़रात एक इकबाले जुर्म करना चाहता हूँ...
भरी महफ़िल में मैं अकेले किसी का दीदार करना चाहता हूँ।
मैं कुछ कहूँ तो ऐतराज़ न हो बस ये इल्तेजा है...
की बंदा मैं मोहब्बत फिर एक बार करना चाहता हूँ।

अफसोस न हो ना कह पाया, उनसे, जो हाले दिल था..
खुदसे करना रोज़ शिकायत, वो दौर अजब मुश्किल था।
ना जाने क्या क्या सोचा, क़ि उनसे मिलकर बोलेंगे...
आज रुबरूं बैठे हैं वो,जिनको माना हासिल था।

उनके चेहरे का भोलापन,वो बेबाक नयन दो पागल
घिर आती शाम की जब भी लहराता उसका आँचल
उसकी बोलि उस्की बातें, उसका काजल काला
उसकी आँखों में खो जाता मैं जैसे बिरहा का बादल।

उन बेतरतीब निगाहों को जबसे देखा, चाहता हूँ
दिल ही दिल में की मोहब्बत,इसकी सज़ा चाहता हूँ
मैं कुछ कहूँ तो ऐतराज़ न हो बस ये इल्तेजा है
कि बाँदा मैं मोहब्बत फिर एक बार करना चाहता हूँ।

Maa...!

Main tumko shabdon mein kehdun
Itna mujhko gyaan nahin
Tum lakshmi ho tum seeta ho
Par maa, tumko abhiman nahi.

Bedh sametey jag bhar ka tum
Ho juti huee nij karm mein
Nij karm hai dujon ko dena
Jaisey ho ye maa ke dharm mein.

Tum svachha saral sheetal ho maa
Tum sneh prem ka vaas ho
Jeevan daayee, poshak, palak
Maa tum tri-devon ka awaas ho.

Hai aadi-ant tum mein vileen
Maa ho vasudha aur neer bhi
Ho jwala bhi, ho vaayu bhi
Maa tum neel gagan na teer bhi.

Tumsey paakey jeevan maa
Main jeevan kram se mukt hua
Ab aur nahi kuch karna maa
Main shashawat se yukt hua.

Janey kya kya peeda sehkar
Tumney mujhko pala maa
Main hatthi, moorkh, uttand baal
Phir bhi itna prem udala maa.

Main kha lun, pee lun, so jaun
Bas meri tabiyat yaad rahi
Tumney nij trid trid de dala
Mujhsey sukhi koi aulaad nahi.

Terey haathon ka bhojan maa
Jab khata tab jee bharta tha
Jab tujhsey dur raha hun maa
Main lautun ghar jee karta tha.

Main der kabhi jab lauta ghar
Tumney chinta mein daant diya
Merey pasand ke bhojan ko
Apney hissey mein se baant diya.

Main roya toh tum bhi royee
Main hansa agar, tum muskai
Main hissa hun maa ke dil ka
Tum har pag meri parchayee.

Main jeena seekha tumsey maa
Tumsey achhey ka bodh mila
Sab rang tumhi ne dikhlaye
Satt - Bai Ni Aah, Pee Na La.

( Bai-ngani, Ni-la, Aa ( h ) - smani, Pee-la, Na-rangi, La-aal )

Vat vrikhsh sarikhi sthayee tum
Vyaapak ho, haanth pasarey ho
Jab chahye le lein vatsalya
Jo bhi maa tumko pyarey ho.

Tum shubhasheesh ka strot sakal
Tum avlokit, tum punya, prabal
Ho reedh meri kaya ka tum
Tum vani veena ki nirmal.

Tumney nij mann ko di udaan
Tumney chalna bhi sikhlaya
Jab gira mujhey sambhala maa
Tumney duniya ko dikhlaya.

Bin maa terey, kya hun main ?
Ye samjh supta sa sapna hun
Tujh bin nahi mujhey jag bhata
Tu hai toh sabka apna hun.

Sab rishtey rang badal lein maa
Tum bas, tumsi hee hoti ho
Koi kuch bhi boley maa
Tum merey honey ki anubhuti ho.

Main jal hun maa tum kalash koi
Tum nahi toh main batein bikhri
Main nirbal, bhula-bhatka hun
Tum saahas ho, tum disha meri.

Jitna bhi keh lun kam hai maa
Shabdon mein wo baat kahan
Jo ban paya tumney dhala
Meri khudki aukaat kahan.

There's YOU...

The life in your words
That brings me peace
That takes ma soul with it
London, Paris and Greece.

The way you talk, if u know
Is like an angel's breath
I cannot tell how it looks,
But sure as hell, feel beneath.

I adore the skeptic you are
There is a child, in conflict
No matter what the odds are
The kid just won't submit. . .

There's surprise in you
I wonder, if its just how I feel
Making routine sound rhetorical
I guess its your enticing zeal.

You are like water... in make
Clear, calm, rippling, astute
And manifest like the wind
Blowing life into a flute.

Your smile is gentle n tiddly
Just the way you are
Sometimes you are cranky
But no one.. comes at par.

Your worries are intriguing
& You are so much more
I could listen to you talking
Shut in behind, a missing door.

I can quote a thousand gestures
Some comman and some rare
Gosh... It's you at one hand
On the other I don't care. . .

Feelings are like Babies

Feelings. . .
Are like babies
Except
We don't have to feed them
To breed them
They grow on their own. . .

Belief
Is like adolescents
Except
It is not about a notion
Its complete devotion
They make decisions known. . .

Desires
Are like grown ups
Except
We don't have to say
To make them stay
They stay in hearts they own. . .

Hopes
Are like oldies
Except
The more we know
The lesser we show
They travel parts less known.  . .

अम्मा बाबूजी

केहते हैं ऊपर वाले ने
जब माँ बाप बनाए थे
अपनी जगह धरा पे उसने
अपने अंश जनाए थे।

है मात पिता की क्या उपमा
ये पूज्य प्रभू से होते हैं
जो भगवन इनमें बसते है
ये पात्र अनोखे होते हैं।

बाबूजी की ऊँगली धरकर
मैने जग सागर पार किया
अम्मा की छाती लगकर मैंने
जीवन का आहार किया।

आचारों में सु-सभ्य बना
थी बाबूजी की सीख सदा
पर पीड़ा का न नीड़ बना
अम्मा से सीख प्रियम वदा।

जिज्ञासा और सूझ बुझ को
बाबू जी ने पनपाया
अहं, क्रोध, औ लालच से
बचना अम्मा ने सिखलाया।

आगे बढ़ना, गिरकर उठना
बाबूजी से सीख सका
आदर, प्रेम, स्नेह पाया
अम्मा के आँचल तले ढका।

बाबूजी की सहछाया में
बोली सीखी, व्यवहार मिला
अम्मा की मनोकथाओं
सही गलत का बोध मिला।

मूल मिला, अभिप्राय मिला
अम्मा बाबूजी के कारण
एक सपने को इक रूप मिला
अम्मा बाबूजी के कारण।

Is It Okay. . .

Is it okay to be dreaming
With your eyes open wide
Is it okay to be walking
In a maze without a guide...

Is it okay to be smiling
With no one sitting around
Is it okay to be flying
With your feet on the ground.

Is it okay to be dancing
To the music in your head
Is it okay to be singing
A poem we once read.

Is it okay to be patience
When the world falls apart
Is it okay to keep going
After stumbling at the start.

Is it okay to be seeking
When the eyes cannot see
Is it okay to be crying
When we're merry as can be.

Is it okay to be hoping
When all the reasons fail
Is it okay to be moving
With wids against the sail.

Is it okay to be kind
When all seems hostile
Is it okay to forgive them
After it's been a while.

Is it okay to be loving
While keeping it to you
Is it okay to be waiting
With no one to come through.

Is it okay to be crazy
If being so makes sense
Is it okay to admire
A child's ignorance.

Is it okay to be stupid
If it brings about a smile
Is it okay to be tired walking
With someone, that extra mile.

Is it okay to be twitching
When awaiting a reply
Is it okay to have feelings
The ones you don't deny.

Is it okay to be asking
The things that we know
Is it okay to be hiding
The things we must show.

I don't care. ..

Swift as a thought
Firm as a gaze
Calm as a dew
Quiet as the rays...

Just fast and stern
At peace and warm...
There is you at one hand
On the other, gosh. . . Your charm

Harsh as a breath
Sweet as a peach
Kind as a river
Open as a beach. . .

Just strict and nice
Giving and lucid...
There is you at one hand
On the other,  your eyes livid.

Cute as a cupid
Wild as a fire
Blunt as a machete
Deep as a desire...

Just romantic and ruthless
Mostly direct with insight
There is you at one hand
On the other, your sight...

Poised as a knight
Clique as a wine
Deep as an ocean
Merry as a chime

Nobel and distinct
Mature and mobile
There is you at one hand
On the other, your style...

Fluent as a fountain
Mystic as a spell
Rare as a black pearl
Precious as a jewel

Flowing mysteriously
Not comman and so dear
There is you at one hand
On the other, I don't care...