"bohat" poems
Traffic came to a halt as signal turned red again,
I heard a small kid knocking at the window pane.
I looked up suddenly and met his eye,
My face turned frowzy - not sure why?
Begging for a 10 rupee note in exchange of a flag,
Scores of other such items he carried in his bag.
Something about the set of his face suggested a despair,
Maybe he wanted to say something but he couldn't dare.
Maybe his leaders had covertly kept an eye on him,
Thus flagging him down from expressing his whim.
He just pretended that everything is fine,
Was it because otherwise, he would've nothing to dine?
I looked into his eyes, which couldn't hide it all,
Gently I started reading through his eyeball.
The desire to be rescued from poverty and pain,
The outlook over his dreams to start all again.
The delicate and subtle hands were badly bruised,
The plight of his innocence had left me confused.
The tears went unseen and the voice unheard,
Aspirations of flying high like a free bird.
Three, two, one and the signal turned green,
He flashed a gentle smile and passed by the scene.
Throughout that day, my mind was confronted with the thought,
His silence was loud, apparently speaking a lot.
(Shayad uski khamoshi bohat kuch keh gayi thi...)
Who will provide them all the necessities?
And help them with their basic amenities!!
Who will find them a decent vocation?
Food, shelter, clothing and education!!
Mar 19, 2017
Mar 19, 2017 at 11:10 AM UTC
Bohat dukh hay ke tumne mujhe chora
Bohat dukh hay ke tumne mujhe apna na samjha
Bohat ghussa hay ke tumne mujhe chora
Bohat ghussa hay ke tumne mujhe apna na samjha
Mere Paas to is dukh ko baatne ke liye bhi koi nahi
Mere Paas to aisa bhi koi nahi jispe apna ghussa nikalun
Ekk tum he to thi Jisse apna har gham baat ta Tha mein
Ekk tum he to thi Jisse baat karke Mera ghussa Kam Hota Tha
Tumhe to mene wo wo batein bataayn Jo kisi se keh nahi sakta
Tumpe to mene itna bharosa Kiya jitna kisi pe Kar nahi sakta
Apna saara dukh in alfazon pe nikalta *** mein
Andaza lagao Meri bebasi ka
Andaza lagao mere akele pan ka
Apna ghussa in lafzon ke zariye Kam karta *** ab
Aakhir kab tak likhta rahun ga ye sab apne gham aur
Apne ghusse ko mitane ke liye
Aakhir kab tak
Kabhi to mujhe sache Dil se samjha Hota
Sirf tumhare liye to jeeraha Tha mein
Sirf tumhare liye to ye Dil Tha zinda
Sirf tumhare liye to ye saansen chalrahi thein
Abto apne apse nafrat hogayi hay
Ye zindagi bojh bangayi hay
Meri kismat mein Aakhir kyun thi itni bezaari
Aakhir kyun Tha mein itna badkismat
Aakhir kyun
Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 11:45 AM UTC
Ek Baar Suno Kuch Aisa Hua
Wo Mujh Ko Mili Main Us Ko Mila
Izhar Hua Iqraar Hua
Wo Dost Bani Main Yaar Hua
Usey Ishq Bohat Mujhe Pyaar Bohat
Hum Dono Mein Takraar Bohat
Phir Ek Din Kuch Yun Hua
Wo 6od ke Gayi Main Toot Gaya
Phir Ek Din Hum Kuch Yun Millay
Wo Tanha Thi Main Akela Tha
Bas Hum Do Thay Aur Koi Na Tha
Woo Rone Lagi Main Bebas Raha
Na Pyar Na Hi Izhaar Raha
Bas Farq Sirf Itna Hi Raha
Main MITTI KE UPAR ROTA RAHA...
Wo MITTI KE ANDAR SOTI RAHI...
Aug 3, 2016
Aug 3, 2016 at 3:49 AM UTC
There are aunties all around us, appreciating their daughters,
"Meri beti khana bohat acha banati hai"
"Meri beti ne tou pura ghar sambhala hai"
And then comes me.....who has a lazy **** to even make morning chair;(
Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 12:12 AM UTC