"namak" poems
Ek chand gumsum sa hai
Door desh rehta hai.
Jab b puch lo kyu udas hai
Koi baat nahi kehta hai
Kya kho gya hai uska jo door desh me dhoondta hai
Sans is zami me hai
To vha ku ghumta hai.
Muje fark yun padta hai
Ku Maine is chand ko haste hasate dekha hai.
Ladte jhagadte roothte manate dekha hai.
Us chand Ka taqiya b uski ankho ki nami mehsus karta hai.
Bhai jan to hai par aapi ammi ki kami mehsus karta hai.
Vo vha aasman ki talash me gya hai
Apne sapno k jahan ki talash me gya hai.
Ab use is shehar ki chamak b raas ni aati
Kabhi bethkar sochta hai k is shehar kash na aati.
Maa ki panv ki jameen ko jannat hai janta hai.
Jo samne se jhagdta tha phone pe ammi Ka Sab kha manta hai.
Us chand Ka dil b toota hai kisi se keh ni paya
Sab kuch saha Akele
Bas Roye bina reh na paya
Ab Dard kam hai Bas kasak baki hai
Khalish baqi hai jakhm pe thoda namak Baqi hai.
Or Hume intezar hai k vo chand Jane ab Kab hasega
Kab utha k tasveer zindagi ki usme rang bharega
Chudi bindi mehndi libaz Sab shaunk thode kam ** gye hai
Ye Sab dekh k hairan hum ** gye hai
** skta hai ye likha b use na pasand aye
** skta hai nazarandaz kare ya nazarband kar jaye
Hume yakin hai vo Khud k Masle hal kar legi
Sabr or dua dono mile h use aj ni to kal kar legi
Dhal jayega jald vo saya jo chand pe aj betha hai.
Ek chand gumsum sa hai
Door desh rehta hai.
Ek chand gumsum sa hai
Door desh rehta hai.
Oct 25, 2022
Oct 25, 2022 at 9:16 AM UTC
Kabhi Kabhi to main apne aap per Has padta hu
Itna gyan prapt kar liya fir bhi
pathar ki murti samne hath jod kar khada hu
Kabhi Kabhi to main apne aap per has padta hu.
Sau chuhe to humne bhi mare,
namak dalkar bhi humne khae par
jab haj per pahunche tab pata Chala
ki vah sab to viarth tha.
Dharm aur Bhakt ki kya yah dosti badi aanokhi hai
buddhu pahla wala banata hai,
dusre wala samjhata hai ki buddhu kaise banaa hai.
Tu jise maine dekha nahin bus khali teri batay hi suni hay
To ab tu hi bata k tuj par kesay visvas Kar Lu
par tu bataee ga bhi kesay
Kabhi Kabhi to main yah sochta hu
ki agar tu na hota to kya hota ?
Agar tu hay us Ka bhram na hota to yah pakshpath na hota,
tu alag mein alag aisa mahsus na hota
insan insan ke barabar hota.
Maine suna hai ki har Kan mein hai tu
To tere liye ye ghar banane ki itni jid kyon?
Tu kya tu nahin chahta use jagah per ek bhavya vidyalay bane?
Kuch dost to mere aise bhi hai ki jab ab dharm
per vivad hota hai tu yah sunana nahin bhulate
ki unhone yah dharm granth pada hai
aur sathi sath yah bhi nahin bolate
ke tu bhi yah dharm granth pad.
Agar dharm granth padhne ke baad ahankar aata **
to vah granth na pado to behtar hai.
Vishvaas ki kai paribhashaye hai Jaise
Shaniwar ko chana, tel aur chappal
Na khaya, lagaya aur kharida jata hai.
Or jab poochho k kyon?
To uttar aisa milta hai jis per vishvaas nahin hota.
Vishvaas karo To prashn nahin,
aur prashn Karo to tumko vishvaas nahin,
yah kaisi andhvishwasi mayajaal hai
jismein ek ke liye suraj nila hi, To dusre ke liye hara hi
Aur teesra aankhen kholne ko taiyar nahin
kyunki use ine donon per VISHVAAS NAHIN.
Oct 10, 2020
Oct 10, 2020 at 4:32 AM UTC
Fasana bayan kr raha hoon apni rooh k hoslo ka..
Mujh gareeb..nacheez ko manzilo ka nishan mila..ye karam tha mere kuch azeez doston ka
Apne hoslo k dum pe.. Jhoojhta raha Zindagi se.. Main subah shaam.. din raat..
Hunar ki kalam se hi likhoonga apni taqdeer..Jigar me dhaan li thi ye baat
Zakhm khata raha Dil par bahut waqt tak.. Walid ka kaha maan kar..
K baccha bana rahega toh bacha rahega..saare sabak zeher ki tarah peeta raha..sabhi ko apna maan kar
Seekhne ki koi umra nahi yaaro.. Har pal ye zindagi naya sabak seekhayegi..
Dil khol k jholi bhar lena..jeewan roopi kashti yehi paar lagayegi
Mushqil daur me kai martaba mehsoos ki.. Maine khuda ki maujoodgi apni bagal me..
Uska sehlana..mere sir aur meri kamar me..
Kandha numa sirhana diya kai dafa usne sisakti rooh ko..
Dilasa diya..Tujhe mazboot banane ko imtihan le raha hoon tera intaha tak..Tu hosla rakh..Main hoon toh!
Waqt ne bhar diya sabhi zakhmo ko marham bankar..
Namak jo baha tha aakhon se..woh mere pairo ki zameen..sir ki chat ban gaya hai chankar
Har pal shukrana karta hu khuda teri rehmat ka..
Dua kubul krta hai tu sabhi ki apne dar pe..karz hum adaa kr nahi sakte..teri is zehmat ka
Meri sabhi doston ko ek maskeen hidayat hai..
Kissi bhi cheez se Insaani zindagi ki kimat kam hai..kyu issi ki bahutayat hai..
Manzilo ka nasha hai toh chamkao apne hunar ko is kadar..
Jhuka do un sabhi namurado ko..lage honge jo hosle **** karne tumhare..zindagi ki har dagar par😊
Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 4:58 AM UTC
Are ye to batao tum chahte ** kya?
Alag thalag bhi kar doge, jo pana chahte **
vo pa loge ham bhi bhul jaenge
magar itihaas nahin bhulega.
Dange bhi karaaoge, khedh bhi jataoge
ek baat yaad rakhna tum bada pachtaoge.
Namak wali rotiya khilaoge, pani wali chai banaoge
Bin karan lathiya chalvaoge
Aazad desh bolkar media ko zukaoge
Dhayan bhatkakar chai va biskut bhi tum khaoge
Per ek na ek din apne aap ko katghare may paoge.
CAA ke naam par humay daraoge
betu ke kazag makang kar
bahar ka rasta dikhaoge
kapdo ka rang dekh kar
chronology tum samjhoge
antinational bolkar har prashn ko tum dabaoge
Jo aag tumnay lagai vo kesay bujaoge
Aaesi hi lagaygi us maa ki k phut phut kar marjaoge.
Bus mann ki baat tak simit rahakar
kaam ki baat bhul jaoge.
Ek press conference to hoti nahin tumse
tum kya aatmnirbhar banaoge
Saal dar saal shrif aarakshan ko hi tum badaoge,
China ko jhutha bolkar, detention camp banvaoge.
Marne ke bad shidha tum narak mein hi jaaoge.
Ek baat yaad rakhna dost
tum bada pachtaoge,
TUM BADA PACHTAOGE.
Oct 10, 2020
Oct 10, 2020 at 4:31 AM UTC
Mat rok mujhe
Mein sharabi hu
Mat rok mujhe
Mujhe doobne de
Darta hua sa ghulta waqt
Isharoo isharoo me ghumta
Ghumsum sa zakhm...
Namak sa amber e aashiqui
Mat rok mujhe
Jane de janha koi theekana na **
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 12:51 AM UTC
Bhaiyon aur behnon
Aao karein charcha unki
Jinki leh na bahe toh
Hojata hay ghanghor apraadh
Fir mehek achi ** ya buri
Dil mein bas reh jati hay baat
Zaika hai inka bhi anokha
Magar chonk ke bina kaisa swad
Aao karein charcha unki
Jisse hum khetey hain jasbaat
Apni marzi ke yeh hain maalik
Time par dikhate hain aukaat
Kabhi bina namak,
Aur kabhi cheeni *** ** toh
G par dil khol dete hain laath
Feb 4, 2020
Feb 4, 2020 at 3:13 PM UTC