Archive for August, 2012

I shall bow

August 19, 2012

I never knew as a boy
What can be termed a decoy?
What can be called happiness and joy?
It was just innocent stage to enjoy

As the time moved on
Many changes took place and gone
There was further expansion
Life had joy with beautiful extension

No one to stop and enough of space
Life was meant to be an open race
No restriction for scaling the ladder
I was only claimant and bidder

What makes you to keep head high?
Life is to be guided by principles sans lies
Never to deceive and never to betray
Only on scene permanently to stay

This may help in long run
As struggle is on in hot sun
“Come what may” approach may enlighten way
The story of success can’t far away

Life with honor and name
There remains nothing to be blamed
No guilty conscious to feel shame
God only knows where from such feelings came

Only those people can look high
Who have the strong wings to fly?
High ideals and goals to try
No room to shed the tears and cry

So I am here on the world stage
Where it is proved with passing of an age
Individual may have his own identity
But can never be without the blessings from almighty

मिटने के कगार

August 17, 2012

मिटने के कगार

दुनिया मिटने के कगार पर है
आग के साथ राख के ढेर पर है
कब हो जाय खत्म उसका इन्तेजार है
हम सब उसके वाकई में गुनाहगार है

भक्त सभी है पर सबको कुछ न कुछ चाहिए
जहा आसानी से मिल पड़ा वहा पहुँच ना चाहिए
सवा रूपये के बदले में सवा लाख चाहिए
येही भक्ति है जो आज साख पर है

न मांगो कोई वरदान जगत को सुधार ने का
अपने आप ही कम हो जायेंगे बस समय को है आनेका
धरती मैया दबी जा रही बोज के मारे
सबी डूब जायेंगे आते आते किनारे

न मिलेगा वक़्त सुधर ने का
या नहीं होगा समय सोचने का
जो भी करना है अभी ही करलो
वरना समय को अभी से ही परख लो

दुनिया ने इन्तेजाम कर लिया है
अपने ही खात्मा का जिम्मा उठा लिया है
बस एक बटन दबाने की ही देर है
बाकि बचेंगे वो राख के ही ढेर है

कोई नहीं चाहता आग को हाथ लगाये
सोते हुए नाग को जबरदस्ती जगाये
जो भी करेगा सैतानी जरुर भुगतेगा
सब खाक हो जायेगा और कुछ नहीं बचेगा

नादानी न कर इनसान तू मिटटी का बना है
तुने एकदिन इस जहाँ से चलते बनना है
फिर क्यों झोक रहा है सारे जहाँ को इस आग में?
अभी भी वक़्त है बहार आनेका उस नाग की चुड से

Question like

August 17, 2012

I have always hated the cage

It is darkest period of an age

How come one is imprisoned?

In solitary cell and confined

 

I find no answer

May be with fewer

How do you feel rain shower?

Do you ever realize its power?

 

In open and under sky

Any time venture out and try

Freedom, freedom you cry!

Birds with wings may elate and fly

 

Freedom is dear to all

Respect it with lovely call

Honor and see it is not compromised

Allow them to live as promised

 

I am for liberty and peace

Peaceful life to be spent at ease

No worry for being questioned

Liberty and freedom is not to be mentioned

 

Even release of tiny insect may give me joy

Is it not the real chance to look at and enjoy?

We are born free and must think on those lines

Everybody has to right to feel free and fine

 

If at all it is possible for me

I shall confine none and make them free

If freedom is desired by me and liked

Why at all it must stand disliked?

 

Let one day come for all to celebrate?

Enjoy under open sky and liberate

Shun the bondage and life under yoke

It is not the bad question but cruel joke

 

Liberate all those animals even

Let them be passionately driven

If I prefer tension free life under sky

Mind should not fight lots of questions like why

Beggar’s death

August 16, 2012

No one cried over his demise
When his body was found at our premise
He might have tried to knock the door
But we were fast asleep in door

We used to give him some food
When he passed in street with health looking good
He won’t beg of his own but always thanked
When offered something that he cheerfully drank

For many days we had noticed his absence
It was giving us shock not to witness his presence
We believed in his well being even though he was not related
As we felt good for him and humanly feted

Some one shouted by his name as beggar
We ran out of premises and noticed there
His motionless body with no movement
We felt bad and cursed his death with resentment

Even though something had forced him
He never used to bother and troubled them
He will stare at the sky and murmur
Laugh gently as if wanted something to offer

For whatever reason at least he deserved descent burial
The decency at this time was essential
Anybody would want to be happily taken away
The last rituals were to be observed is this way

His eyes were wide open and wanted an answer
I shut it with hands and offered its closure
“What was a purpose in leading such life?”
As it was spend on edges of sharp knife

As he had no one to look after
We took all responsibility there after
He was given nice bath and offered good cloths
The destination point was observed after his death

Pakizaah-pure

August 16, 2012

Pakizaah* as they call it for pure

I am very much sure

No such religion has existed

Where only purity is insisted

 

One1/10 of income for poor ( for jyarat*) donation

Just deep feeling with relation,

I salute and admire great teaching

The only way open for reaching

 

What a way to observe fast in holy month?

To feel close in heart with nothing in mouth

Only prayers and good wishes for brethrens

For well being of others with all such concerns

 

I wish each and every word is followed

No ill wish is carried further or allowed

No religion teaches love lost game or hatred

Only peace at heart and silently to be lead

 

“Come to me I shall take care”

Leave everything and just pray for

I shall be there with you at every step

Such is the message for wrong doers as slap

 

I wish all the success for them in prayers

They are the real followers and conveyors

Follow the path with earnest and strong faith

I hope none can dare to threaten including death

 

*Pakizaah.. pure… *Zyarat.. donation

मेरी वांछना

August 15, 2012

मेरी वांछना

मेरी वांछना ही मेरा सन्देश है
शांति ही मेरा पैगाम है
खुशाल रहे “भारत में सबलोग
खुशियाँ बांटे और बनाये ऐसी सोच

क्यों न हम उसे और सुन्दर बनाये?
दिल विशाल रखे और समंदर जैसा बनाये
न हो किसी के मनमे रंज और पीडन
करे हर चीज़ का आकलन और बुरी का खंडन

हम जहाँ को स्वर्ग तो नहीं बना सकते
पर उसे नरक बनता भी नहीं देख सकते
जो भी बन पड़े हमसे हाथ जरुर बटाएँगे
जहाँ न पहुंचे कवी वहां भी हम जरुर पहुंचेंगे

मेरा भारत है सर्वश्रेष्ठ और महान
हम सब है उसकी चहेती संतान
क्यो ना करे आज मिलकर गुणगान
मिले चारो और से उसे हर तरह का सन्मान

भारतवर्ष था महान और रहेगा भी
झंडा ऊँचा लहराएगा आसमान में भी
हम सब करेंगे उसकी रक्षा और रखवाली
आज का दिन ख़ुशी का है और लाएगा चेहरे पर लाली

Tri color

August 14, 2012

Tri color may be furled tomorrow in the sky
We raise our head and try
Look! It is our national flag
Freedom is there and in bag

Yes, we have made progress
Clean roads are their with smooth surface
Yet we need to strive hard and chase
All our dreams that were not realized in some cases

We look towards stable nation
Cordial atmosphere with strong relation
We are seen with high hope
Our progress is constant and non stop

We lack many things
As new nation we may miss certain things
Yet some lapses are not to be forgotten
The basket is certainly having few eggs as rotten

What do we reiterate on this Independence Day?
Look towards leadership and shut the eyes any way?
No we need to improve and warn leaders
You may face same grave as ours

Millions starve for the want of food
Our crop is bumper and good
We can feed domestic people
As we as help those who are in trouble

We need warehouses and not stadiums
We need to balance with equilibrium
Grain should not rot in open
The situation should not slip out of hand and turn

Let freedom be seen in truest form
Let national wealth remain at home
Foreign help is necessary and welcome
Yet neighborhood should prove troublesome

Raise head with honor and assert
We shall be second to none in desert
We shall come up with green belt and make revolution
Country may witness real progress with firm resolution

Gentleman manner

August 14, 2012

He was drunk and unconscious

Knew nothing what had made him famous

It was excessive drink and no control over action

People used to hate him with hostile reaction

 

He was kind at heart but no gentleman like manner

In this civilized he was just new and beginner

He always took care not to disturb any one

This was the only reason he was least hated one

 

No one has been successful so far

To come out of old habits and shine like star

Doe he not know that it was ruining his reputation?

He knew it well but had little hesitation

 

Every day he will take oath not to drink

But strong urge may make him to sink

He will resort to same old habit

Drink more to loose control and faint

 

“I want to improve” he told me in person

He was helpless and cited many reasons

Some thing serious had taken place

He wanted to escape from intense chase

 

He was punishing himself and suffering

He had nothing else for offering

He will fold the hand and request

Apologize for bad conduct and wish the best

 

Everybody liked his behavior

He was kind and known for good humor

I always sided with him for his bad habit

Otherwise he was good man and as human very much fit

 

Oh,son

August 12, 2012

 Oh, son where were you all these years!
I wanted to hear that sweet voice of yours
In this lovely world I missed you for long time
You were not even asking me in prayer times 

What has happened to you?
You were obedient, honest and true
What made you to be of forgetful nature?
You schooling, education and everything was made very much sure 

You used to come and weep by my bed side
I could feel the tears drop and the words you wanted to confide
I was helpless my dear son when you were just a kid
I was moved by your presence and it spun my head 

I left this beautiful land on fateful day
I knew you were dragged and taken away 
Your crying words still echo ears
I could understand your pain and fears 

Years after years have turned into decades
My memory is now completely faded 
You were not to find single second for mother
What was reason for all these years to bother?

I heard little fainted voice from distance
I loved some words closely for instance 
You were asking for few minutes to talk 
How can I afford to neglect you and walk away?

For all these years you might have been busy with your family?
May be facing tough life for scaling ladder not available readily
Yet it speaks of ignorance and ungratefulness on your part?
The life might have brought you glory but what a bad end with good start 

Now you have found the little time
That too after retirement when no one hears you sometimes
It speaks of little childish attitude
But all my feelings for you do not dilute

For all these years you did not care
To see agony on my face and bothered 
Mothers are still mothers and shall remain unique
Forget everything even if lately offered kick

I have no words to offer
As not many people may differ
Speak in different tone and not side
But I am always with you whenever you face danger and collideImage

Oh,son

August 12, 2012

 Oh, son where were you all these years!
I wanted to hear that sweet voice of yours
In this lovely world I missed you for long time
You were not even asking me in prayer times 

What has happened to you?
You were obedient, honest and true
What made you to be of forgetful nature?
You schooling, education and everything was made very much sure 

You used to come and weep by my bed side
I could feel the tears drop and the words you wanted to confide
I was helpless my dear son when you were just a kid
I was moved by your presence and it spun my head 

I left this beautiful land on fateful day
I knew you were dragged and taken away 
Your crying words still echo ears
I could understand your pain and fears 

Years after years have turned into decades
My memory is now completely faded 
You were not to find single second for mother
What was reason for all these years to bother?

I heard little fainted voice from distance
I loved some words closely for instance 
You were asking for few minutes to talk 
How can I afford to neglect you and walk away?

For all these years you might have been busy with your family?
May be facing tough life for scaling ladder not available readily
Yet it speaks of ignorance and ungratefulness on your part?
The life might have brought you glory but what a bad end with good start 

Now you have found the little time
That too after retirement when no one hears you sometimes
It speaks of little childish attitude
But all my feelings for you do not dilute

For all these years you did not care
To see agony on my face and bothered 
Mothers are still mothers and shall remain unique
Forget everything even if lately offered kick

I have no words to offer
As not many people may differ
Speak in different tone and not side
But I am always with you whenever you face danger and collideImage