Is kavita ke dwara, kavi apni soch ko vyakt kartey huye yeh kehna chahta hai ki, zindagi ke har ek mod par, humein ek ajeeb sa manzar nazar aata hai jahan khushiyan aur dukh ek saath rehte hain. Har ek aansu aur dard ke peechhe, hum apne jazbaat ko sambhalne ki koshish karte hain, lekin yeh dard kabhi khatam nahi hota aur har pal ek nayi kahani sunata hai.


Dil ke aangan mein ek ajeeb sa manzar
nazar aata hai,
Har ek aansu mein doobi raat ka samandar
nazar aata hai.
Kaise sambhaloon dil ko, yeh jahan toh
shishe ka hain,
Har jagah, har dil mein patthar nazar aata hai.

Yeh sheher hai saazishon ka, sapno ki dhundhli hai raahen,
Aasman ka chaand bhi ab tanha nazar aata hain.
Jahan dhoondte the hum apni khushiyon ka kinaara,
Wahin har pal, ek dard ka safar, nazar aata hain.

Zakhmon ka hai yeh qissa, dil ki kahani bhi adhoori,
Har ek lamha, ek parchaayi ban kar sath hai chalti.
Kahan rakhoon is jazbaat ko, jo naazuk hai itna,
Dil ke is rastey par bas udasi nazar aati hain.

Chup hai yeh duniya, magar dil mein shor sa hai beparwah,
Khud se hi door ho kar, sab kuch bikhra
nazar aata hain.
Ek ajeeb sa manzar hai, jo samajh na aaye kabhi,
Jahan har apna, ek gair-sa nazar aata hain.

Dil ke kone mein, dard ka ehsaas nazar aata hain,
Har khushi ke saaye mein, ghum ka saath
nazar aata hain.
Apni tanhayi mein bhi, humne dard ko apnaya,
Har muskurahat ke peeche, aansuon ka dard
chhupa nazar hain.

Iss safar mein, apne bhi ajnabee nazar aate hain,
Har yaad mein, ghayal sa dil nazar aata hai.
Kuch baatein jo kabhi kehni thi,
woh reh gayi adhoori,
Ab bas ek purani yaadon ka manzar nazar aata hain.

Is sheher ki bhi ek kahani hai, jo hamesha
chup rehti,
Beet gaye lamhe, magar unki dard bhari awaaz rehti.
Zindagi ke is mod par, dil ko sambhalna mushkil,
Har dil mein, har mod par, ek patthar ki si sakhti rehti.

Kabhi socha tha, ki khushiyon ka ek pal milega,
Magar sapno ke yeh manzar bhi ab ajnabee
nazar aate hain.
Kahan se shuru hui thi yeh kahani, aur kahan khatam hogi,
Dil ke iss safar mein, bas dard ki ek dastaan
nazar aati hain.

Toote hue arman, bikharte sapnon ki baatein
karte hain,
Har nayi subah mein, kaali raat ka andhera
nazar aata hain.
Jahan ek pal ke liye, khushiyo ki tasveer banai thi,
Ab wahi tasveer mein, sirf khamoshi ka chehra
nazar aata hain.

Jahan humne dhoondha tha sukoon apna ,
Wahin ab khamoshi ke saaye nazar aate hain.
Kabhi socha tha ki yeh manzar badal jayega,
Magar yeh khwab bhi ab adhure-se nazar aate hai.

Is sheher ke raaste ab dhundhla gaye hain,
Har mod par bas dard ka qissa nazar aata hain.
Dil ke gehrai mein, ab dard ke saaye hain,
Jahan har ek aansu, nayi kahani nazar aata hain.


“𝐙𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐤𝐢 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢,
𝐊𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐢 𝐜𝐡𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐞, 𝐛𝐚𝐬 𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐤𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢.”

- ʙʏ ʜᴀʀᴅɪᴋ ᴊᴀɪɴ. ©
© Hardik Jain