"chot" poems
Nai umangey nai tajgi,
Laker aai subah aaj ki.
Aaj subah kuch hoga khas
Sab ko yeh hoga ehasah.
Nai subah ki nai bauchhar
Sabko mile khub sara pyar
Yahi hamari dua hai rab se
Sabko khusiaa mile ham sb se.
Aai nai bouchhar,
lekar khub sara pyar.
Nai umange......
Har muskurahat hoti hai kimati
Par log karte eski na ginti.
Har din har roj
Karte ham eski khoj.
Sbki khusiaa rahe salamat,
Ham sb ki yahi hai amanat.
Jb khamosi chaye
To hm sb muskuraye
Ye duniaa ki rit ham sb nibhay,
Agar chot lagti koi apno ko
Bahot dukh hota mere es dill ko
Magar mai na sochi kv aoro ki
jo phirte hai dharti pe bina apno ke,
Par muskil hai sb ko ye bat batana.
Ye duniaa me apni aawaj uthana
Ye bouchhar aai bahot pyar lai,
Barsat ke sath nai subah aai.
Nai umange nai tazgi,
Lekar Aai subah aaj ki.......!!!!!!
-ROHINI-
Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 10:24 AM UTC
aaj khamoshiyom ki ghata hati
mere chehre se,
sab ko lagi chot ,
hamare lawzo se.
muskil me gujari hu mai pichale kuch din,
jo yaad kr ke aashu nikale nanyano se,
na lagi bhukh aur
payas v gawaya.....
magar dill me ek aash ruki thi ..
hogen dur khamoshiyo ki ye ghata ,
bas yeh soch k muskuraye
aaj khamoshiyo mki ghata
hati mere chehre se ...
sab khush huye mere is pal se....
Rohini
Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 2:36 AM UTC
when this endless anchal of dhanekhali sari
continues to make dip-swimming
in the bottomless water of the paddy
and if into the colour of her fore-finger
enters repeatedly some whole-noons of the chot-boshekh
and from the more depth of the ceiling-fan
comes out the ordour of the open-hair of the village-orange
then with that lac-saliva wouldn’t an easy pandel
be constructed on the roof
its water will be made begin as well
that white cloud … that life of this concrete …
beforehand to it … with a garland of flowers of the sun-plant
around her neck… let her be seated on this branch of peepul branch… for once
taking the warmth of the kites flown after having a thread-cut
let the cows of man be productive by a few inch more
Sep 14, 2010
Sep 14, 2010 at 5:34 PM UTC
Chal paddi thi gaadi taka tak
Hawa shayad thoda zaada hi bhar diya
Befikri ka safar, aa pohoncha uss keel par
Tamasha, shayad thoda zaada hi bhar diya
Ab pahiya toh tha rubber ka hi
Humara kya isne kadar kiya
Gir pade hum, lag gayi chot
Fir humare dard ne bhi asar kiya
Ab iss keel ko bhi hum kya koosein
Kambakht hai toh yeh lohe ka diya
Sadak se dosti ki aas hum hi laga baithe
Bhool gaye ki yeh toh hai bas ek zariya
Humne kaha kuch pal yahin bita lein
Puncture banane ka kaam fir shuru kiya
Pahiya toh fir bhi chal jayega janaab
Yeh reh jayega banke chhed,
Humne na kissi se kabhi zikr kiya
Jun 27, 2021
Jun 27, 2021 at 4:01 PM UTC
Azeem ush shaan sach aur
bedardii haaye!
Toot toot ke roya tu!
Humme kaun hai gunegaar?
Tum mere gunegaar?
ya men tumara gunegaar?
Har chot bekhudee men
bhi bakhuubii
dukhti hai!
Ae mere dil ke
humdard! Bharosa nibha
in baaton mein sahan ke
andaaz ko dhundke!
Kissi ka aasara ** paaye,
jo laaye dil ki boli labon pe!
Aisi duaa ** paaye in
shabdo mein!
Shivpriya
#shivpoetesspriya
Jan 4, 2020
Jan 4, 2020 at 7:06 AM UTC