कुछ दर्द के शब्द नहीं होते,
एकदम चुप
मगर साथ चलते है वो हरदम.
हर दर्द,
हर ख़ुशी
पर छलक के आँखों
में आ जाते है,
कभी कोमल मुस्कान
तो कभी गहन एहसास
से सराबोर कर जाते है मन को.
साथ निभाते,
हाथ पकड़,
हर दिन हर रात
जेहन में आते है यह कुछ दर्द.
अजीब से है!
मुझे रौशनी दिखाते
कभी अंधेरो में जो खुद जन्मे!
सोचो तो उनका अस्तित्व
व्यर्थ,
मगर जानो तो उनका है
एक लक्ष्य आत्मिक
जोड़ दे मुझे जो 'शक्ति' से
जिसने तोडा मुझे भरपूर बल से
अजीब से है ऐसे कुछ दर्द!
Life is strange! Change is the constant change. Incidents/events in life sometimes leaves us with marks on our heart and mind. Marks, images, thoughts, realities, tears and feelings which we can never erase, which we never wished for in the first place. These marks are like shadows in the day and darkness in the night- ever with us. They happened for some purpose, HE gave them to us in hope we would cut straight through them and emerge stronger (though we were left hugely weak & hurted). Easier written than done and felt. If we stand up each day with a little hope and a little curve on our lips, we could pray for strength and faith through out the day. And I believe, sometimes it's no harm in giving up hope. May be, that's the best we can do on that day and wait for yet another day we can reshape ourselves to fight the pain inflicted on us. HE is there with us, even if, may be he shows his presence in the pain.
एकदम चुप
मगर साथ चलते है वो हरदम.
हर दर्द,
हर ख़ुशी
पर छलक के आँखों
में आ जाते है,
कभी कोमल मुस्कान
तो कभी गहन एहसास
से सराबोर कर जाते है मन को.
साथ निभाते,
हाथ पकड़,
हर दिन हर रात
जेहन में आते है यह कुछ दर्द.
अजीब से है!
मुझे रौशनी दिखाते
कभी अंधेरो में जो खुद जन्मे!
सोचो तो उनका अस्तित्व
व्यर्थ,
मगर जानो तो उनका है
एक लक्ष्य आत्मिक
जोड़ दे मुझे जो 'शक्ति' से
जिसने तोडा मुझे भरपूर बल से
अजीब से है ऐसे कुछ दर्द!
Life is strange! Change is the constant change. Incidents/events in life sometimes leaves us with marks on our heart and mind. Marks, images, thoughts, realities, tears and feelings which we can never erase, which we never wished for in the first place. These marks are like shadows in the day and darkness in the night- ever with us. They happened for some purpose, HE gave them to us in hope we would cut straight through them and emerge stronger (though we were left hugely weak & hurted). Easier written than done and felt. If we stand up each day with a little hope and a little curve on our lips, we could pray for strength and faith through out the day. And I believe, sometimes it's no harm in giving up hope. May be, that's the best we can do on that day and wait for yet another day we can reshape ourselves to fight the pain inflicted on us. HE is there with us, even if, may be he shows his presence in the pain.
Lovely poem...He is always there and without pain we will not understand the beauty of life. Pain makes us human...
ReplyDeletetake care...God Bless...
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ReplyDeleteजोड़ दे मुझे जो 'शक्ति' से
जिसने तोडा मुझे भरपूर बल से
अजीब से है ऐसे कुछ दर्द!
दर्द से भीगी अभिव्यक्ति दिल में निशाँ छोडती सी.