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दो shabd, teen matra, chaar panktiyan, ek chhand
geeli farsh pe bikhre panne
kar syahi ki botal band

Aangan mein pasre kapde jo
sookh chuke the ghanton se
bhiga raha hai unko badal
aansoon se apne hans hans ke

Bauchharon ki masti ko
man aaj bada lalkar raha
adhrange panno ko main
man-beman se faad raha

Lafzon se man tha joojh raha
mausam woh bada nirala tha
garm tel ki khushbhu thi aur
haathon mein ek pyaala tha

Koshish ki kaafi maine par
shabd kahin fanse se the
shayad dekh tumhara belan
bechare sahme se the

Chhavi banaoon us pal ki main
shabdon ka ek jaal bunoon
tumhe samarpit karne ko ek
rang chhand ras raag rachooon

Mausam badle, tevar badle
sookha sa sawan aata tha, jaata tha
kahne ko thi jo baatein
kayar man keh na pata tha

Jaane kitne saalon pe
wah sawan fir se aaya hai
yaad dilane wah din fir se
kuchh bheege badal laaya hai

Yaad mujhe hai aaj bhi
Kal ke geet ka vaada hai
par sach -- mera banjar man
wah ek geet bhi aadha hai

Comments

  1. Those words are paint a lively picture..every time u read them..really nice! A hiatus of 7 months,and a worthy comeback! kudos!

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  2. bahut zyada machane laga hai
    control

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  3. last comment mera tha

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  4. really nice! i haven't read Hindi poetry for a long time and this one reminded me of old times. btw, i never knew you wrote Hindi poetries

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  5. rarely come across such nice piece in hindi in ne1s blog.....really good work!

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  6. @mangu
    tnx ... aur likhne ka tempo de diye ho :)

    @bish
    commenting like only u can ... anon anup ... waise wassup with ur blog?

    @sarkar
    aapki ichhaon ko maddenazar rakhte hue more hindi poetry comin up soon

    @sonal
    heartenin to see hindi readers around ... tnx for ur comments

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  7. acchha hai...
    thoda improvement.. ek saar karta to aur maza aata.. ras ko bar bar badla..may be intentional...
    keep it up

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  8. Ye Bahut hi pyari tha......Good

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  9. Ye Bahut hi pyari tha......Good

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  10. Dear Author blog.22crossroads.in !
    I regret, that I can help nothing. I hope, you will find the correct decision.

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