I believe in the imagination. What I cannot see is infinitely more important than what I can see.

Monday, July 16, 2007

santap




Rat ki barsat aur agle din ka prabhat..


sheetal mand chalti pawan ka aaghat..


kar raha hai aakarshit mujhe..


raah per pade huye jal ki boondo ka bikhraw..




ped poudho ki jagah ab mitti k teelo ne le li hai..


pakshiyo k kalrav ki sthan per ab vahno ka shor hai..


phir bhi kabhi kabhi mousam ehsas dilata hai..


humko phir se prakrti ki or le jata hai..




is rat ki barsat ne jaise dho diye dharti k sare pap..


kar diya pavitra itna ki man me uthe santap..


kyo prakriti k prem aur sheetalata ko chod kar..


kar rahe hai mitti k teelo ka maap..

3 comments:

bhavishya said...

nice poem!!!

paritosh said...

now i m your fan, and what i thinks is that u r an absolutely perfect person .

chirag said...

sahityika u are a damn good writer

keep going
nice to have a blogger frnd like u

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