Sochna hi kehna nahin hota
Shabd jodne padte hain
Kehna hota hai.
Chhuppi bolti hai
aisa suna bhar hai
Tumhare jaane ka sannata
Shabd ki parchhaiyon ke beech
Khamosh hi to hai tab se.
Kab suni tumne aawaazein
Maine to pukaara nahin
Mujhe pata hai
Sochna hi kehna nahin hota
Shabd jodne padte hain
Kehna padta hai.
Lekin.....
Shabd laaoon kahan se
Mere vyakaran ki jyamiti mein
Sangya tum thin,
Shabdawali tum,
Kriya tum.
In-hi shabdon ke judne se
to banti hain baatein
Mera sannata nahin bolta mujhase
Kuchh baatein karni hain
Mere shabd waapas dogi mujhe.
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About Me
- Kumar Anshul
- We think. Ideas sometime take the shape of poetry , sometime prose, sometime memory, and most of the time nothing. I stack nothings at Interface (my first blog). For prose, I try and capture them on ‘fiction-in-life’. Poems go in serching for rhythm. Jugalbandi with Piyush has a separate blog, and so has forwards. There are more things, more genres coming. What do I do with them? Start a new Blog page.
2 comments:
badh chale jab age to fir wapas na mango woh sab.. jao pathik kai aur rasta tumhari raah dekhta hoga
Anshul yeh tumhari ab tak ki sabse behatareen kavita hai.
mera sannata nahin bolta mujhse...
mere shabd wapas dogi mujhe...
inka koi jawab nahin.kitni hi baar..baar baar main aakar yeh kavita padh jaata hoon...exellent expression hai...
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