बादलों का टुकड़ा चमकता
नीले से आकाश के बेक्ड्रोप पर,
खेतों की हरियाली उभरती
पत्ता-दर-पत्ता
उसके कैनवस पर,
लालिमा सूरज की कैद होती
नारंगी हरश्रृंगार सी
उसकी कूंचियों से ....
दूर से दिखाई पड़ती
रंगीन
शोख़
एक खूबसूरत तस्वीर ,
लेकिन….
लेकिन….
जो नहीं दिखता
जो नहीं उभरता
वो स्याह हो चला रंग इश्क का
शायद, वो छोड़ चली गयी उसे ...
देखो कैसे
सूरज की शोख़ी में,
फसलों की ख़ुशहाली में
अपने उँगलियों में समाई कूंची में
समेट रहा है उसे 'वो'
पगला कहीं का
दीवाना!
lovely!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Sush.... :)
DeleteAhh! what beautiful expressions about i suppose the romantic at heart. Are you talking about the romantic at heart painter abandoned by his lover or are you speaking about the romance in our day to day lives that fades as years pass by.It better be the former although i needed to emphasize the latter.
ReplyDeleteDo let me know.
Shivani, it's a pleasure to find you on my blog with comments that make me think/feel further :)
DeleteI am referring to the former but now I think it may be a good idea to come up with a piece with latter. May be someday...as you know the words chose me, it's not the other way round. But as far as the 'fading' away' is concerned, may be you will find something here which I wrote in 2011 (whew...time is flying)-
http://guptashaifali.blogspot.com/2011/10/everything-fades-away.html