Os
Hairaan ho kar jab khud ko dekhti hu
Aaine ke saamne tumko dekhti hu
Kaun hai……
Rooh ban ke utarta,
Jism banke sawarta….
Roz khudko samjhati hu…
Naadaan hai tu…koi nahi ,
Koi nahi jo ab…
Yahan tak pahuch sake….
Bedh sake is banjar , bejaan man ko…
Ek paani ki boond kya…
Dariya bhi nahi seench sakta
Ab ….is dhara ko….
Par kya karu……
Hansti hai…mujh pe rengti…
Tumhari komal fuharen…
Ponchh deti hu…kathorta se…
Baar-baar…….fir bhi
Bheeg rahi hu zaar zaar
Main os me….
कौन हूँ मैं…? एक कवियित्री , एक लेखिका ,एक दार्शिनिक या सिर्फ एक संवेदनशील मन …पता नहीं , पर कुछ तो है जो मुझे औरों से जुदा करता है …जान लूँ खुद को फिर बता दूंगी।
Monday, January 19, 2009
Friday, October 17, 2008
Father

The dearest pain is burning inside
The hold of his hand in my palm
I can feel the same….
When he was beside…..!
Leaping back , binding my thoughts..
No one else could love me a lot….!
He was best part of my heart…..
Oh God why You taken him apart.!
He is…. in my voice
He is….. in my cries
Paying attention to my bubbly talks…
And walking with me in my lonely walks.!
I usually see him in my closed eyes…
He wipes off my tears whenever I cry.!
He holds me firmly , affectionately smiles
And my life moves…again to rejoice…!!!
The hold of his hand in my palm
I can feel the same….
When he was beside…..!
Leaping back , binding my thoughts..
No one else could love me a lot….!
He was best part of my heart…..
Oh God why You taken him apart.!
He is…. in my voice
He is….. in my cries
Paying attention to my bubbly talks…
And walking with me in my lonely walks.!
I usually see him in my closed eyes…
He wipes off my tears whenever I cry.!
He holds me firmly , affectionately smiles
And my life moves…again to rejoice…!!!
Happy Birthday Papa......17 oct.2008
Saturday, September 6, 2008
KARZ

main be ekhteyaar hoke jabra sab karta raha
vo bachchi gode me liye gungunati rahi…….
tohmatein kitni hi lagi zamaane me..
udhaar maazi se leke vo muskurati rahi…
aap hi qutl aur aap hi munsib bhi bana…
vo har daag se daaman bachati rahi…
main use apni kaamyaabiyaan ginaata raha…
vo fakra apne baap ke sunati rahi…
bimaar baap ki khidmad bhi kya hoti…
karz beti ka maa ban ke vo chukati rahi…
vo bachchi gode me liye gungunati rahi…….
tohmatein kitni hi lagi zamaane me..
udhaar maazi se leke vo muskurati rahi…
aap hi qutl aur aap hi munsib bhi bana…
vo har daag se daaman bachati rahi…
main use apni kaamyaabiyaan ginaata raha…
vo fakra apne baap ke sunati rahi…
bimaar baap ki khidmad bhi kya hoti…
karz beti ka maa ban ke vo chukati rahi…
Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Tanhaiyaan bolti hain sabse meethi jubaa
Gar koi sun sake..samjhe ye daastaa
Goonjte sannate me apni saanson ki aawaaj....
Jaise jism de raha ho....rooh ko sada......
Maazi ko sisakte hue takti hain band aankhen....
Ho jaise nigaahoon pe khuda meherbaa...
lafjon me sanwaar sake na jinhe.......
ye hain vo chand khamosh roobaiyaa.....
tanhaaiyaan bolti hain..............
Thursday, April 24, 2008
MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY.....
I LOVE YOU.......
MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY
MORE THAN FEELINGS CAN CONVEY.
I BELIEVE IN YOU
MORE THAN WE BELIEVE IN GOD
MORE THAN WE BELIEVE IN SOUL.
I BELONG TO YOU
MORE THAN HEART BELONGS TO BREATH
MORE THAN LIFE BELONGS TO DEATH.
I DEPAND ON YOU
MORE THAN BUDS DEPEND ON TREE
MORE THAN PRAYRRS DEPEND ON THEE.
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