Jhulu jhulu Julu

Gahama kheta re buluchhi Julu,
Suna hey Ma,

Pakshi te asi basila khunta re
Kahila kichhi
Kuha kan se kahila, hey Ma.

Gahama kheta chamake jhat jhat
Suna kheluchhi doli
Dekha, hey Ma.

Dura akasha re uduchhi cheela
Khojuchhi kan,
Kuha ta, Ma
Surya sangare tara jete katha barta,
Pachara e udanta badal mananku,
Semane kahibe, hey Ma...

Camera bankei photo nele dishe
Pruthvi gol...
Bhabe, jadi madhtakarshan shakti na thanta,
Jhulu jhulu Julu emiti jai padanta Tuma kola re, hey Ma 🙏😇💓🎉🌷🌹

Khali : Bhara

Photo me bahut kuchh dikh jata hai
Jitna un sabdon me nahi

Jo Sunya ko nikalne chhune ke lie
Unke hath khali to rah jata h
Par jahan pe kuchh utar aya hua hai
ye najar ata hai

Ye log hathon ko kabhi taqte nahi
Wahan tanhai basti hi hai
Islie ye hathon ki pahanch se dur
Khudko lie chalte hein
Aur wohin khoke rh jate hein
Itne ghire hue rahte hein
Jo girta hai sunya se
Jasn ki caravan lambi si
Kisiki naam ki bansuri bajti rhti h
Man koyal gata hi rahta h
Amrut kalas chhalakta h
Ye nahaye hue kampte rahte hein
Adhe nind adhe jagran me rooh
Har adhe ghante me roop badalta h...
Kabhi bachpan ki masoom sidiyan chaddhte utarte hein,
kavi jawani ki kachhi sadkon pe ye ladkhadate hein...
Sard raton me jab baris ati h
Aur log kampte hein,
Ye log muskurate hein
Kanon me koi kuchh kahte hi rahta hai...
Hawa ki susu, badal ki garaj, barsha bund ki jhup jhup ko apne sur banake
Ye sunte sunte pagal badhavas jhumte hein
Ma dukh hota h
Na sukh
Pagal ho Tum
Kahe koi to bade bade budhhiman ankh kholke has dete hein...
Wo khudko kavi tanha kahte nahi.
Samay hi nahi is ahsash k lie.

Jab ye log galati se
Niche ajate hein
Duniya inko yakin dilane me lag jati h
Tu tanha h.
Bahut sare raaj
jinko raaj rakhne ki kasme khai hain
Unhi raaj ke khatir
Ye duniya ki haan se haan milate hein.
Han, mai tanha hun....

🦋🌟🥀Holi - A Bluish Lightening 🌹🎊🌿

Somewhere out there
Kumbhkaar is asleep
Hiding among the empty pots,
Leaving all his pending works-undone,
An explanation tag dangles
Somewhere around,
'I am small & a child, you see,'
& the devotee fans his face,
forgetting the wishes to be sanctioned,
Whispers, bewildered with the innocent maya, dancing upon the little eyelids, 'yes, sleep...
I guard'.
Defiant, enraged, the Unseen Anant hisses
Down below those pots,
Don't worry, i take care.
The Bluish smiles.

The flute silent,
Tinkling bells around anklet, tied,
Yamuna yet to be born,
Yashoda busy churning curd,
Demons lurking in the horizon....

In the meantime,
People cried, Holi hai,
In the external yards of Vrindavan,
And the colours started raining,
In a haste, Yashoda ran for the small baby, to protect him from the crowd and the colour-rain...
'.........Krishn........Krishn.........'
Her painful shrieks murmurs in the air, .....'where are you, son.....'


To silence her shrieks
Garuda chants-Aum.... a u m..... a u m.... unseen,
The conch sounds,
And forgetful of the universe
The little Blue sleeps,
To dream Radha, the Bliss*

The outlays are drawn now,
The Yamuna gussed out
From the canvas
Again a blue line with moonbeams as it's ornaments,
Reached Radha and incant in her ears, Krishn☆

The honeybee hums
To say
There are roses in the street
And lotus in Yamuna
Have bloomed
To write colour & spread fragrance



Holi

Sun upon the Bhang Field

The Sun moves drunk
forgetting, shedding all the dazzling rays to the depth of the bhang field one after the other, that calls out to him, 'O Sun, you are torturing, you are not to know what are we through...slow down ...'

Sun listens and his foot steps wavers further...
The wind howls tamas into his ears...
He says, oh no...
And drags his chariot on his own...

All the horses are stolem now, one by one by the unseen keepers of the greenish white bhang flowers.
somewhere they are there...
lying half concious in the lush sways of wind upon them...

He calls out there name
And wind howls back ... come sleep, you dont have to work...

Sun drags his stubborn, heavy feet and almost closing eyes among the series of foggy entrapments throughout the day, as cloud embraced him tightly...
Only to fall into the dip velvety dips of the bhang valleys in the evening.

Raah, Raahgujar aur Ek Ghar

Ek ghar ki talas
Aur ankh me jam jae pani,
Dil me sans...
Sapno me ash...

Galiyan, anginat
Jeise khul gai ho jadui duniya
Ek ke baad ek
Aur sahar v hajar..
Kaunsa chhuon
Kaunsa kud jao
Kaunsa dekho
Muskil hi hai sab...

Itni aparichit paridhiyan,
Dar lage jamne ke lie
Mitti, hawa aur asman
Jeise kuchh thanda thanda baat kar rahe hon mere khilaf...

Bharosha na talas pe h
Na khud pe ab
Bas, Tere jo laal jhande dikh jaen jahan, sochun basera kar lun kuchh din waha,
Jab tak fir se Tera hukum na ae-
Yahan se ab uthna h, uth ja ...

Ate hue ki aparichit mahol,
Jane samay lambe pehchan ki ankhon se niharne lage jab kya karun, ye Tune par kaha nhi tha ...
Galiyan, khet khalihare, janwar, panchhi kab apne ban jate hein,
Tu chhupae rakha tha, rakhta h..
Bas jana h, kah, ankh mund, chhati mund us jagah se chal dena h ...

Tere lie upar se hoga asan...
Par Tu v jo hota mere jagah,
Sayad kahi jata hi nahi,
Na jane ki bahana kr mitti ban jata ya asman,
Sayad hai v...
Tere aur aukat v kya...
Har jagah se hath hilana, hasna, bandhna, satana, yehi kam bas rah gaya...

Tu raah
Ham rahgujar
Ab ghar v khojna kya...


Ghar
19.01.202,
Room No-03,
DMPG,
Lawgate
Near LPU,
Phagwara
Punjab

Melody, Juice, Fragrant World & You

Dear,
You hold the land of frgrance for me...
How solitary, silent and yet dancing, a picture- that is real in a place where imagination shrinks and leaves hands...
You stand like a male moth,
Entraped like a sweet melody in a musical istrument, losing the keys,
Sofltly murmuring when wind blew my name to you.

You walk softly in the far away untouchable world, real slow footsteps , heavy with the load life has become for you,
The life which was meant to be and screams to be shared with me,
You drag it along like a heavy ornament upon the breast of a newly wed bride...
You drag it like a bllod stained cloak upon a monk's shoulder
Yet you smile,
As the Sun comes out with pigeons playing in your mind's innumerable windows... soft wings creating whirrring music; you listen with an intent heart, trying to breathe life, which is not there.

You imagine rain in summers,
Wet varandahs, thick with moss, as my voice rings in your ear, you go up up and up into another world of your creation, holding a white fuming coffe mug,
Or folding your beautiful, long hands,
putting a smile of content in your leaps, and gratitude flooding your eyes -for nothing...

Big whitish soft silky curtains fly above your head and come back caressing your musky face,
You hold the world I belong in my dreams ...
Oh, dear stranger, how important you are to me
Yet you stay unlisted in my practical life...
O Prince of my thousand books !

You dwell,
As the 6 am alarm -over the Horizon-- mellow mix chimes, from within a lovelorn melody, You appear before me with your thick environment - a vision - i swifly make a journey to the live picture frame where you live, moist like a juice bottle, my walking difficult, my breathing uneven, .
O, The other name of my life!

I calculate in my mind how you are not mine,
how you are not mine,
At the end i land up with
You are mine,
Every time with a different intense consciousness.
My Jayant,
My own Jayant
My very own Jayant,
Wherever, however different, beyond comprehension, still mine...
Jayant ...




*Melody, Juice, Fragrant World & You
6am
11.12.19

Patangâ

Patanga....

Ye man patanga
Ude ghume
Tere roshani ki ird gird...
Lage
Abhi chhuem Tujhe
Abhi lage milo jana baki hai

Itna kareeb us roshani ki
Manjeel to hath ki pash
Fir ye bekalpam keise
Ye ghurnan keise
Ye chah keise bechain rahne ki
Kahan se likhwa kar aya ye man
Ghume ghure itne itne ban ye man Tujhe Chand man kr
Tujhe light man kar
Tujhe roshani man kar
Tujhe ujala jaan ki man kar...

Tere dwar khole na
Wese hi Tu band band
Fir v itna ujala Tere pash
Is raat bhar ghumne ke lie kafi lage
Tu khole aur jalae
Ya thanda kar de
Ab kaunsa sochna h
Bas ghumna h
Ye raat bhar
Na jane kis pagalpan ki
dhun pe chadh kar...