Thursday, 28 August 2014

Light shines where no Sun goes

Gift From Mukesh: A Solar Light!

Light shines where no sun goes;
Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart
Push in their tides;
And, broken stars with glow-worms in their heads,
The things of light file through the piles of universe
To touch the dark rooms to enlighten them,
And the mind heals...

A candle in the eyes flickers slowly;
And shows a twisted, dark road,
A set of smiling eyes,
Two sets of foot-prints, side by side,
Stretching to horizon to ask the sky
For a little light or a Moon,
And the heart heals....


Dawn breaks behind the blinds;
From north pole to south pole
A three year old smile spreads
Filling up the the bruises,
The deep pits of the Moon
And slides like a sea;
Nor fenced, nor staked
Light breaks on secret lots,
Divining the oil of tears...
And the soul heals...

Wednesday, 27 August 2014

~ Najranaa

Sabkuchh sahlun mai,
Sab me gujar jaun...
Ye mila hai Tumse,
Tumhare se sari Shakti hai
Jo Tum kavi mere samne ake khade ho gae
Aur haske mujhe ankho me apna kah gae
Us ek najar ke lie,
Us ek chhuan ke lie,
Ye jeevan bhar ka tap kam hai,
Koi v aag ka jharna kam hai,

Yehi Tumse najrana mila mujhe,
Aur yehi najrana mere se Tumko hai!

*
chookar mere man ko kia Tune kya ishara...
http://youtu.be/uu1QPl7mWQA
Hmmmmmm ummmmmmm
Ummmmmm huuuunnnnnnnn
Tu Jo Kahe Jeevan Bhar
 Tere Liye Main Gaaoon (2)
 Geet Tere Bolon Pe
 Likhta Chala Jaaoon (2)
Mere Geeton Mein
 Tujhe Dhoonde Jag Saara
Chhookar Mere Man Ko
 Kiya Tuney Kya Ishara
Aaja Tera Aanchal Yeh
 Pyaar Se Main Bhar Doon (2)
 Khushiyan Jahan Bhar Ki
 Tujhko Nazar Kar Doon (2)
Tu Hi Mera Jeevan
 Tu Hi Jeene Ka Sahara
Chhookar Mere Man Ko
 Kiya Tuney Kya Ishara
 Badla Yeh Mausam
 Lagey Pyaara Jag Saara
 Chhookar Mere Man Ko
 Kiya Tuney Kya Ishara
Chhookar Mere Man Ko
 Kiya Tuney Kya Ishara
*
Kishore_Mukesh*

~Ankh-Akash

Koi nahi hai yahan pe...
Koi kuchh bola v nahi hai,
Megh chhae jaroor hain,
Par Barsha ab tak barshi v nahi hai...
Fir ye dil-dariya uchhal gaya keise,
Ye ankhon me itni pani keise...
Kyun chhalke chhalke se mere ankh-akash...
 

~Meghaashlesh

Barshuk Megh ki nashili aslesh me
ardh-murchhit Dhara...
Kahan se ye megh ae,
Kitni dur se chalke, rengte,
adha-ankh munde
akash-samudra me tairte tairte,
Kahan se ye ae...
Kaunsi parvat ki chuda me se hote hue gujre...
Kaunsi bahti hui sarita ki anusaran karte hue ae...
Jane ye Tumhare ankho ko chhute hue ae...
Jane ye kya kahne ae...
Eise jo nischup khade hain...
Jeise kuchh jante nahi,
Kuchh karna nahi...
Jeise ek hajar ek dariya bhar ki pani
apne chhati me samete hue nahi,
Eise chhae hein ye,
Eise jhuke hein mere asman par,
Jeise khula ho kisi Mauna-Manaa ki chitthi!
 

Tuesday, 26 August 2014

~Sirhane ki Phul~

~Sirhane ki Phul~

Raat ki phool sirhane rakhke
Jo so gai mai..
Wo mahka raat bhar...
Par pata na chala mujhe...

Raat bhar wo batein karta raha mujhse...
Ajeeb sa phool -
Gussailaa hai-to gali v diya mujhe,
Jab kuch mai na boli,
Aur fir gali dete dete thak jab gaya...
Udas kuchh dhun gane laga...
Aur mai jhumte hue soti rahi,
Sirhane ki phool mahakta raha raat bhar..

Ab raat sesh ko phul murjhaya hua sa...
Chehra fika fika...
Par naak me leke lagai,
Wohi mithi dhimi khusbu...
Aur kuchh batein ankahi...
Phenk keise deti,
Fir se takiya ke baju me rakhke
Kaha-dhanyavad phul,
Raat bhar batein karne ka,
Aur gana sunane ka...
Tab bola phul-'Kahogi nahi-Gussaila!'
Maine haske 'na' kaha.

Saturday, 23 August 2014

nao-ghar!

Wo nadi…wo chhota sa nao-ghar aur Tumhara dibya-sparsh…
Jungle  ke nibhrut ilaake me hote hue
Chal pade wo pani ki raste me…
Sath me chale tara-bhara asman
Aur ek adha chhipa chand…
Jeise Tumhare lomash chhati me mere ashrit seer..

Nao chale ki taren chale,
Jungle chale ki ham chalein, kaun jane
Par Tumhare safed sherwani,
mere heena se range kalai me
run jhun bahat sare chudiyan, kahein -
Tumhare ankhon me muskan ki daur
aur mujhme neha ki jhula chale
jane ye nao chale na chale…
pani ki bahav jaroor chale…

itni thandi hai…
aur Tumhare chhati ki bistaria eise me mulayam, ushum lage,
eise me ankh lagne ko hai ki Tum jagao-
hey, dekho, parde ke pichhe se Chand ne jhanka hai,
Tumhe dekhne…
Aur mai Tumhare unglion ko naak me lagaun,
Khusbu kisi barfili gufa me jalte hue aag ki jeise hai,
Bhaye mujhe…bahat…
Mitha se has dena Tumhara
aur pukarne par ‘hun’ karna apnapan se….

Bhor se jab ankh bhi na khuli ho,
Chand apne ghar jae na jae sochta ho,
Raat ko andehera phir bhi jakad  ke dhare ho,
Tab kisi sugandh ki amantran se uthke beithun mai,
Sirhane ek adhe khile kamal ka guchha…
Tumhare man ki mahak ko mere tak lata hai…
Aur fir se Tum chale ate ho mere pash,
Dhire se ankho se haste hue,
Parda hatake…
Mere hath ki heena se ajeeb khusbu ae…
Aur chand chhup jae Tumhare ankhon me!
Nadi, nao ka ghar…ye aaranya-snigdhata
Tumse mujh tak chalte ae…


A Page from my Diary

The car has started...
And i am not able to shut the car door...
As if it is stuck...with the electric pole...
As if it is his wish and mine too combined
have created this small effect-
the car door is open and stuck...
and my feeble fingers shaking
with the desire to hold his face in my hand
is very feeble now...
i am trying...
and yes i am shy...
He is standing some inches apart ...
To my left... And i am not able to lift my eyes...

Now at last i could do it....
Closed the car door...
before closing i could see
He is aching to do it for me...
the confused little steps he had taken
to extend his hand, his feet unsure..
.told me everything. And now the car had started...
He is left behind...
I am being snatched away from him....
And the gap between me and him is gradually increasing...
my heart howling with affection and love for him...
I want to run to him...run very fast...
and reaching him, mingle in his arms...

He is still standing there...
And i wanna go to him...

'The Flying Leaf'
~A Page from my Diary~

Friday, 22 August 2014

Madhu-Ksyudha

*Madhu-Kshyudha*/ Pile phul ka paudha/
Madhu, MadhuMakshi aurMadhu-Kshyudha



Pile phul ka paudha
Khilta rahta hai,
Jane, kaam hai jeise ye ushka,
Aur bojhil phulon se achha bhi lagta hai.

Ek byast MadhuMakshi,
Har phul ke andar tak jakar
Jane kya karta hai,
Dikshya dekar ke ata hai,
Ya khud dikshit hokar ke ata hai!
Pata nahi chalta!
Suna hai, madhu ka karovar hai uska,
So madhu lekar ke ata hoga,
Kahan, uske muhn to mitha dikhta nahi
Khali lodhra* se dhaka rahta hai
Eise me Madhu-byapaar hota keise hai!

Phulon ko puchhun sochti hun,
Par ye to eise hain
jaise kuchh jante hi na ho...
Bas khile hain...
Sahnai jeise lambe lambe pile phul,
Unhe dekh kar lagta hai,
We na madhu ke bare me jante hain,
Na MadhuMakshi ke bare me
Par bhitar unke madhu-bhandar hai!

Kya ye phul sach me kuchh nahi jante
Inka ye nirlipta bhav
kya mere ankho ke lie hi hai!
Kahin eisa to nahi,
Kisi ajeeb bhasha me MadhuMakshi se
ye batein karte rahte hein...
Jo mere samajh ke pare hai.
Kya sare ke sare phul ek hi hain-
Phul-pran, us paudhe ke!
Itne sare roop dhare hein to kebal
MadhuMakshi ki ashant Madhu-Kshyudha
Shant karne ke lie....

Jharokhe ke upar parda sarkaun,
Sab bojhil ankhon se...
Ab kuchh nahi...
Na harabhara paudha,
Na phul, na phul-pran,
Na madhu, na MadhuMakshi,
Sab bojhil.
Bas nila-narangi parde
Dhire se lahraen pankha ki hawa me,
Jane wo kya dekhe us aur,
Aur kya samjhein!








*parag, phul-renu

Wednesday, 20 August 2014

ye kaun hai...

Lagta hai pakshion me koi
baat chhid gai hai
Kuchh to kahte ja rahe hain
Aur ekaki gilhari jeise sakshi ho-
pakshion ki chahakne par chu chu ka
Mohar lagaye ja raha hai.
Pata nahi masla kya hai...

Itni shor gul me bhi subah ki
shanti maun khadi hai
Jeise kuchh sun nahi pa rahi ho...
Ek tallin mudra me -parvat kandar me
Tapaswini ho jeise.

Prakruti ki adima shant aangan me
Kuchh nisabd padapaat...
Koi hai... Koi nahi hai ki jhule me...
In chupchap jhulte hue patton
ko sab malum hai..
Ye gunguni dhup janta hai -
Koi hai...!

Pedon me patton ki hariyali ka dwar...
Usme se chhote mote chhidr me se
Bhumi ko chhune ki chah me
Niche girta dhup,
Ake kaid ho jata hai thandi chhaon ki
Makhmali bistruti par...
Ek dam sheetal hai ye soi padi chhaon
Isko garam nahi kar pata dhup,
Bas nahi chalta ya nahi chahta, kaun jane
Par ankh mundke let jata wohin par,
Itni badi lambi yatra karke jo aya hai..
Surya se nikal ke in thandi chhaon
Ko chhune ke lie hi to gira hai...
Han, koi hai...  

Pedon ke upar ke pile phul
Jo aj hi khile hain, dhup me nahate,
Madhumakshion sang batiyate,
Nayi pahchan karte kahte,
Koi nahi hai.
Dekhte nahi kalka phul niche gire hue hein,
Afsosh nahi girne ka...
Kisiki thake hue pairon ko aram dene ke lie
Bade chah se bichhe pade hue hein...
Ek narm kalin dhup ki reshami dhage se...

Koi dur se a raha hai-fir dur jana hai...
Aye, jaye-kya fark padta hai...
Raah -chhaon, dhup aur phulon me dhake
Bichhi padi hai...
Koi hai...
~ye kaun hai...

Friday, 15 August 2014

Jayant: A Special Message!

The way I felt good with Him,
The way I felt stupid enough to do anything,
when he is around...
The way I felt the child in me becomes free,
when he is around...
The way I chill out, care free, unconscious of my moves
when he is around...
The way I enjoy every moment,
when he is around...
The way I believe every good thing happens here
when he is around...
The way I believe all the fairy tales have a happy ending
The way I believe in me that I am good,
when he is around...
The way I find the world a good place to live in,
when he is around...
The way I love me,
The way I look at him and find myself dissolved in him,
Has never happened before I met Him...
He came and He gave me this special message!

~Jayant: A Special Message!

Tuesday, 12 August 2014

A Calling

Wind howls within the hollow bamboo,
Squeezed, twisted it yearns 
As the jungle anima calls out for something…
Listening to the murmur… the spirited music in the sleepless nights
The Artist thought why not put in some design
S/He sighed heavily and Vanshika came into life…

~A Calling

Thrown

S/He throws crystal balls from the closed fists...
and life comes out in myriad forms and shapes and colours...
The interior is the same ancient dust particle 
Mixed with light, flies here and there 
in the vast limitless universe...

Bhojbaaji

Kya bol Tote ko sikhate ho Mohana 
mujhe bhi sikhao,
jab ud jae panchii,
ya kho jae banshuri,
tab mai hi gaa liya karun,
Kya bol sikhate ho Mohana,
mujhe bhi sikhado,

itni narm nayanon se
jo panchii ko niharoge, Kanha,
kahin apne pran me usme na dal dun...
chhuan se jo itni chahat bharoge,
dur dur hi kahin
neha ki nadi bane bahane lagun...

kya bhojbaaji karte ho Narmile,
dard ke samandar me
khushi ki chhoti si tari baahe mai jaun...
Tumhare hi tarf jaun...
har jagah Tum dikho...
aur kahin nahin bhi...
kya bhojbaaji karte ho Narmile,
thoda mujhe bhi sikhao...

~Awajein


Rukha sukha subah me
Jab Tulsi ki paudhe ko
Dhire narm hatho se Suraj chhuen,
Yahan, is balcony me;
Tumhare ankhein khole
Chup chap si mere bhitari Kothari me,
Aur shor uthe....

Hawa hilae wind chime ko
Kabhi dhire kabhi jorse...
Ting tang, tunung, tang..
Inverter me chalta hua fan kahe-
Tanne, tanne, tanne, tanne...
Tum ho Tum ho...Tum ho...
Aur birana me koi roe bina awaj kie...

Han, wo panchhi v aj bol gaya hai,
Jo us raat ko chahaka tha
apne Sathi ke sath
Jab raat bhar mai Tumhe
gaana gaakar sunai thi...
Ye tab ki baat hai,
Aj subah nind kholte hi
Wo panchhi akeli kuchh bolke gai hai,
Jane Tumne kuchh kahla bheja hai!
Tulsi ki baag me Bhanwra
ata nahi kabhi
Par Kanha ate hein,
Nisabd ate hain...
Par har aur nishani chhod jate hain!

Tulsi phalta phulta dikhai dene lagti hai...
Patto me badhautri aur jaan bhara rahta hai,
Tabhi janu, Kanha ake gaye hain,
Ya yehi kahin Tulsi van me
Chhupke soe pade hain,
Radha ne to murali chura rakhi hai,
To bolen v to bole keise,
Banshi chup si hai,
Chup hain Banke,
Rai v chup hai...

Kahin koi shor nahi,
Fir mere andar kya madhu-makshian
Ghar kar gai hain...
Ghoon bhoon Ghoon bhoon
Awajen chalti rahti hain...
Aur jharokhe ke pash wali diwar se
Kabutar bol pade,
Jab Suryaalok unhe halke se chhunle,
Tab...

Wo khile hue do gulab,
Dur dur...
Hare patton ki karaagaar me,
Kavi na najdeekian jaan sake,
Ek dusre se kuchh kahne ke lie
Suraj ko Sakshi banate gae...
Kiranein kaam karein chithhi ka,
Sandesha idhar se udhar hoye,
Dur se hi ek duje ko kahein
Han, ham hain,
ham hain, Tumhare lie...









~Awajein
Hyderabad
12th August 2014

Sunday, 10 August 2014

Chand Phool

Raat bhar mahakte juhi ke do phool,
Mere takiya ke baju me,
Jane kitni batein karte gae,
Pahar pe pahar bitta gaya,
Char pahar jab jane ki tayari me...
Pakshi kakali me bolke gae-

Raat ki sesh hone par
sukh jaroor gaye hein ye do phool,
Par ab v mahakna baki hai,
Wo satej narm safed pankhudian
nahi rahe, sikud gae,
sukh gaye brunt aur rang v badal gae..
Par deh-diya me atm-jyoti jeise
Ant tak sugandh phailate gae...

Ye do phool Tum aur mai,
Ye mahak pyar hai...
Jo kavi malin na hoe,
Raat bhar chale,
Chandni ko chunar banae,
Taron ki kalion se saje,
Bhor hoe jab,
Na Chand, na Chandni,
Na Tara-bhara angan,
Par fir v ye zinda rahe, khile...


~Chand Phool
 

Single Self

When i open my eyes
i see God-
taken various shapes 
of the flora n fauna, animals and humans-
smiled at me with tender mischief!
i asked what? what made you smile...
do You like me?
Dear God stopped smiling and gazed into my eyes,
-it is not you and me...
i appear before you in hundred forms
only to make you realize-
You are me!
there is no you and me...
everything you see is Me
and I am You!
it's always has been a Single Self-Story!