
Ek din, ..me thak-kar...,zindagi se tang aakar...
apne bachhon ko pass bithakar ..
unhe ye samjhaya karta hoon ...
kya khoya kya paya mene ..unko bayan karta hoon ...
"Me boodha ho chuka ab ..
haalat meri theek nahi ...
kaya se pareshaan hu apni ..
kuch bhi mere liye asaan nahi ...
Do kadam chalta hoon, to saan fool jaati hai ..
baith kar fir utha hoon, to kamar dukhh jati hai ..
mene tumko paala posa .. par ab bhi kuch zimmedariyan baaki hain ..
Meri do do sundar bitiya raani ... abhi inki shaadi baaki hai..
Dawaiyon ka kharch kam hota to shayad inke gehne banwa leta ..
chote ladke ki school ki fees ..wakt wakt par bharwa deta ..
Har baar tumhare manchahe tohfe..
Diwali pe laane ka waada karta hoon ..
Par kya karun bachhon ,chhat ko dekho ..
har saal marammat kiya karta hoon ..
Na jaane kab tak jee paaunga ...
magar sach kehta hoon .., hoon me jab tak .
ek baap ka farz nibhaunga ..
me mar jaun to mujh par kharch na karna ..
halka sa hoon,shamshaan tak le jaane ke liye koi gaadi na karna..
me naam kuch kar jaun tumhare ..
aisa to mee paas kuch bhi nahin..
Haan, ek maafi naama de jaunga ..
gar mere bachhon bhool hoye kuch ..
maaf kar dena ..,me Ganga Nahaunga........."
1 comment:
e feels as if.... the pen pens done his feelings in the way he potrays himself
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