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Àŧùl Aug 2019
A swansong of the Indian Partition...
Kal humaare ghar ke diye bujhe rahenge,
Kal hum kuch rishton ke liye rote rahenge...

Tomorrow the lamps of our home will remain put out,
Tomorrow we shall keep crying for some relations...

Rishte un bantwaara hue kheton se,
Rishte un bhatakte hue jawaanon se...

Relations with those partitioned farmlands,
Relations with those misguided young men...

Rishte us chamakti Multani mitti se,
Rishte us damakti Pakhtunkhwi **** se...

Relations with the glistening soil of Multan,
Relations with the bright snow of Pakhtunkhwa...

Rishte Ganga ke us Bangali muhaane se,
Rishte Sindhu dariya aur samudr ke us mel se...

Relations with the Ganga's Bengali estuary,
Relations with the confluence of Indus and the Sea...

Rishte us Balouchi kapaas se,
Rishte udhde un kapdon se...

Relations with that Balouchi cotton,
Relations with those clothes torn away...

Rishte luti us izzat se,
Rishte mari us bahu se...

Relations with the disrobed honour,
Relations with the slain bride...

Rishte jo sajaaye the mandap mein,
Rishte jo likhaaye the jannat mein...

Relations decorated inside the temple,
Relations written in the paradise...


Tomorrow is the Independence Day of India.
An Independence attained at such high costs.
A nation divided by the illegal British occupiers on communal lines in a hotchpotch.

My HP Poem #1759
©Atul Kaushal
Mira Dec 2018
Purane rishton ko bhulake
Naye Rishtey banane hum chale.

Aansoowon ke bahaar leke
Khoyi huwi muskurahat dhoone hum chale.

Kismat ka maara fira,
Aapno ka saath chuta,
Dil toh toota huwa hai humara...
Phir bhi,
Umeed ki roshani liye
Ek nayi zindagi
Phir se jeene hum chale....
Hindi Poem
Mayank Garg Jul 2020
Sirf ek minute lagta hai
Rishton ka mazak udane mein

Par saari umar beet jaati hai
Ek rishta banane mein
Do you agree ??
Anshika Oct 2020
Yaha rishton ke jaal mee aapko fasaya jata hai... Aur jab aap uss rishte ke bandhan mee bandh gye aap toh aapko apne matalb ke liye uksaya jata hai....
Jab matlab bakhubi nikal jaye toh aapko wapes see bewakoof banaya jata hai... Aur yee silsila hai jaari iss duniyaan kaa waah re duniyaan tu bhi na jane kitne rang ek girgit kee tarah dekhata jata hai....

Na puchoo haal uss saksh kaa jo apne sakshiyat bhula kee dusre kee kaam aata hai... aur anntt mee usee saksh ko ek pagal kaha jata hai... Waah ree duniyaan tu bhi na janeee kitnee logic lgataa hai.
Purva Barva Jun 2020
क्या खुबसूरत है, ये रिश्तों का समा भी,
जो दूर है, उनसे एक पल का भी फासला नही,
और जो साथ है, उनसे फास्लों के अलावा कुछ नही,
कुछ अपने होकर भी पराये है,
तो कुछ पराय होकर भी अपने,
रिश्तों के इस सफर में, ये रिश्तों के धागे,
कुछ अलग ही उलझे है, कुछ उलझे हुए ही ठीक है,
तो कुछ सुलझ जाए तो ही बेहतर है!
फिर भी खुबसूरत है, ये रिश्तों का समा!!!
Mayank Garg Jul 2020
Rishton ke naam bhi kitne ajeeb hote hai

Kehne ko toh voh dost hain

Par parivaar se jyada kareeb hote hain
Taa'miil-e-bandagi ke hinaii-kaagaz par
Ta-umr kaaliik pothti hain maine
Na theek se kufr kar saka hoon
Na theek se ibaadat hui hain

Mashq-e-tasawwur me baa'is-e-hasraton ka
Ta-umr qatl-e-aam kiya hain maine
Na theek se aabaad ** saka hoon
Na theek se barbaadi hui hain

Rishton ke bosiida sahn-e-gulzaar se
Ta umr bas kaante hi jode hain maine
Na theek se dosti kar saka hu
Na theek se dushmanii hui hain

Tark-e-ta'alluqaat ke shatranj-baazii mein
Ta-umr faqat maat khaayi hain maine
Na theek se dhoke khaa saka hu
Na theek se dhokebaazi hui hain

Mere gunaaho ki salaabat ke khayaalon mein
Ta-umr 'aalam-e-barzakh me guzaari hain maine
Na Khuuda se ruu-ba-ruu ** saka hu
Na Ibliis se mulaqaat hui hai
cyn 21h
kehne ko mai keh bhi du,
bolne ko mai reach out bhi kar du,
par wahi lagta hai ki kaun samjhega, aur kaun sun ke taal dega.
kyunki baat toh sab ko banani hai,
ab fark kaise kiya jaaye,
ki jis par bharosa hai, woh nahi todega.

ab nakaab tumhare kitne gehre hain,
aur kitne kitne, kis kis ke liye hain,
ye mujhe nahi pata.
jaise tumhe mere nahi,
mujhe tumhara kuch nahi idea.
lekin yahi cheez —
kuch padh ke lagta hai ki isko bhej deni chahiye,
kuch dekh kar lagta hai ki shayad baat ** rahi hoti,
toh ye tumhare liye hoti.

jo tha, woh hai nahi,
bigaada shayad hum sabne.
sambhal kar chalne wale hum woh aise,
jo gire toh uth na paaye,
shayad bina dekh ke chalte,
toh kahin toh pahuch jaate.
ek baar milkar baat hoti,
toh sab theek kar bhi dete — shayad.

par duniya hi kaisi agar sorted ** zindagi toh?
shayad ye regret rahega,
ki ek baar ye bhi teri taraf aa jaati.
tujhe samajh aa jaati, ki dikhta sab hai,
bolna bhi kaafi kuch hai.
shayad kabhi bolu nahi,
kyunki bola toh tha— duniya se fark nahi padta,
lekin tujhe padta hai.

ab akele kaise chala jaaye,
jab chalne ke liye bhi do saath chahiye.
toh tu nakaab ke saath hi sahi,
aur mai dooriyan banaye hue —
shayad yahi destiny.
lagta toh nahi badal paayega,
par kabhi choice aati hai,
bol de aakar directly.

logo ka hona isn’t something you hate,
sab sahi chal raha tha,
logo ke aane ne bigaad diya.
baaton ne, nakaab aur khelon ne.
kyu nahi utar sakte ye sab jo tumhe chupaye hue rakhta?
kyunki jo maine suna, woh kuch aur,
jo tujhe laga, woh tune bola nahi.
ab kya sach, kya jhooth — kisko maalum.
baat karega mujhse?
koi aur zariya hai tere paas?

sabki planning lekar chalte toh ye life,
game play nahi hoti?
jo aate hain sirf jaane ke liye,
dil lagate hain sirf todne ke liye.
dhoka, beech mein aa jaana,
kya kya nahi keh dete.
dohrate hain apne shabd,
magar kehne ke liye sirf nahi.
dikhate ki dillagi dard deti,
par kya matlab — sacche hi nahi.

give up karna itna easy,
logo ka kehna itna sunna itna aasaan.

pyaar kehte kisko hain?
agar dard hona hai,
toh kyu?

ek pal yahi,
doosre pal gayab —
kahin nahi.

kya tu tha bhi kabhi?
kyu karna ye bhed-bhav,
kyu dikhana itna sab,
kyu wapas aana jaise sab sahi.

dil hi dil se rootha ab toh,
kahani hai kiski,
kya sahi, kya galat?
agar sab khatam hona hai,
toh shuru kyu hi karna?

har cheez ko soch soch kar agar ghut ke marna hai,
toh ye anginat kahaniyaan,
jo milti hain ek doosre se,
itne saare bichde hue,
jaane-pehchaane chehre jo ban chuke hain.
kabhi kuch the, ab ajnabi se.

in dino ki baat kuch aisi ye,
kabhi socha hai hum ye jo jeete hain,
ye khel khilone ki tarah.
chances par believe karte hain na,
kisliye? kya hai?
kya layak hain hum iss sab ke?

soch samajh ke chalna nakaami, kamzori.
bina soche chalne wale nakamyab, bewakoofi.

ye jo bade kehte the pyaar,
puri zindagi nibhate rehna,
adjust karna.
darr lagta hai —
kahin phas gayi toh?
phas gayi aur nikal na paayi toh?

kya galtiyaan ko jaan ke ki jaayein, galtiyan hoti hain?
kya maaf karna bhool, ya phir pyaar?

falling out?

pyaar mein baar baar girna agar **,
toh ye kya pattharon par chadhna bhi kuch aisa?

falling in love with the same person again and again.

kuch iss tarah se bewafaiyo kar,
ki tere baad mujhe koi bewafa na lage.

hote hote pyaar ** gaya,
aur jin rishton ko zor laga kar todna padta hai,
woh jude hi kyu the,
agar tutna aasani se nahi tha toh?

“pata hi nahi kya chahiye aadhi zindagi.
kuch better paane ki chah mein,
safer option chun kar,
safe side reh kar,
zindagi bita dete hain.
saari zindagi kaash aur agar ke beech mein phas ke reh jaati hai.
dil jaanta hai usse kya chahiye,
ishaare bhi karta hai,
par humme sunna nahi aata.
naa karke pachtaane se accha hai,
karke bhugto.”

kitna purana ye, sirf mujhe hai pata
aakhri from 'metro...in dino'

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