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Main Usko Bhool Kar Khush Hoon

Haqiqat Hai Yaqeen Karlo,
Main Usko Bhool Kar Khush Hoon....
Mohabbat Marr Chuki Hai Ab,
Main Usko Bhool Kar Khush Hoon

Badalti Rut Ki Wajah Se Tabiyat,
Kuch Hai Bojhal Sii….
Unse Mera Haal Na Pocho,
Main Usko Bhool Kar Khush Hoon...

Tumhe Kya Weham Hai Kyun,
Raat Bhar Milne Nahi Aaty.???
Aye Mere Neend Ki Pariyon
Men Usko Bhool Kar Khush Hoon

Udaasi Saare Ghar Mein,
Phaili Jaati Hai Ghum Bankar….
Tum Har Dewaar Par Likhdo,
Main Usko Bhool Kar Khush Hoon

Maala pherat jug bhaya, mita na manka pher,
karka manka daari te manka manka pher.

Ibadat ke liye Ghalib ne is khayal se Tasbih Tod di

kya Gin gin ke Naam luu uska Jo Be-Hisaab Deta hai !!
 
Does any one from india remember this 7th std poem in hindi......


Basanti hawa

Hawa hoon, hawa main
Basanti hawa hoon

Suno baat meri, anokhi hawa hoon
Badi bawali hoon, badi mast-maula
Nahi kuchh fikar hai, badi hi nidar hoon
Jidhar chaahti hoon, udhar ghoomti hoon
Musaafir ajab hoon
Hawa hoon, hawa main
Basanti hawa hoon

Na ghar-baar mera, na uddeshya mera
Na ichchha kisi ki, na aasha kisi
Na premi na dushman
Jidhar chaahti hoon, udhar ghoomti hoon
Hawa hoon, hawa main
Basanti hawa hoon

Jahan se chali main, jahan ko gayi main
Shahar, gaanv, basti, nadi, ret, nirjan
Hare khet pokhar jhulaati chali main
Jhumaati chali main
Hawa hoon, hawa main
Basanti hawa hoon

Chddhi ped mahua, thap-thapa machaaya
Giri dhamm se fir, chadhhi aam upar
Use bhi jhakora, kiya kaan mein "koo"
Utar kar bhagi main, hare khet pahuchi
Wahan gehuon (wheat) mein lahar khoob maari
Hawa hoon, hawa main
Basanti hawa hoon

PAhar do pahar kya, aneko pahar tak
isi mein rahi main
Khadi dekh alsi, liye sheesh kalsi
Mujhe khoob soojhi, hilaaya-jhulaaya
Giri par na kalsi!
Isi haar ko pa
Hilaai na sarson
Jhylaai na sarson
Hawa hoon, hawa main
Basanti hawa hoon

Mujhe dekhte hi, arhari lajaai
Manaaya-banaaya, na maani na maani
Use bhi na chhoda
pathik aa raha tha
usi par dhakela
hansi zor se main
hansi sab dishaaein
hanse lah-lahaate
hare khet saare
hansi cham-chamaati
bhari dhoop pyaari
Basanti hawa mein
hansi shrishti saari
Hawa hoon, hawa main
Basanti hawa hoon

हवा हूँ, हवा मैं
बसंती हवा हूँ।

सुनो बात मेरी -
अनोखी हवा हूँ।

बड़ी बावली हूँ
बड़ी मस्तमौला।
नहीं कुछ फ़िकर है
बड़ी ही निडर हूँ
जिधर चाहती हूँ
उधर घूमती हूँ
मुसाफिर अजब हूँ।
न घर-बार मेरा,
न उद्देश्य मेरा,
न इच्छा किसी की,
न आशा किसी की,
न प्रेमी न दुश्मन,
जिधर चाहती हूँ
उधर घूमती हूँ।

हवा हूँ, हवा मैं
बसंती हवा हूँ!

जहाँ से चली मैं
जहाँ को गई मैं -
शहर, गाँव, बस्ती,
नदी, रेत, निर्जन,
हरे खेत, पोखर,
झुलाती चली मैं।
झुमाती चली मैं!

हवा हूँ, हवा मै
बसंती हवा हूँ।

चढ़ी पेड़ महुआ,
थपाथप मचाया;
गिरी धम्म से फिर,
चढ़ी आम ऊपर,
उसे भी झकोरा,
किया कान में ‘कू’,
उतरकर भगी मैं,
हरे खेत पहुँची -
वहाँ, गेंहुँओं में
लहर खूब मारी।
पहर दो पहर क्या,
अनेकों पहर तक
इसी में रही मैं!
खड़ी देख अलसी
लिए शीश कलसी,
मुझे खूब सूझी -
हिलाया-झुलाया
गिरी पर न कलसी!
इसी हार को पा,
हिलाई न सरसों,
झुलाई न सरसों,

हवा हूँ, हवा मैं
बसंती हवा हूँ!

मुझे देखते ही
अरहरी लजाई,
मनाया-बनाया,
न मानी, न मानी;
उसे भी न छोड़ा -
पथिक आ रहा था,
उसी पर ढकेला;
हँसी ज़ोर से मैं,
हँसी सब दिशाएँ,
हँसे लहलहाते
हरे खेत सारे,
हँसी चमचमाती
भरी धूप प्यारी;
बसंती हवा में
हँसी सृष्टि सारी!

हवा हूँ, हवा मैं
बसंती हवा हूँ!
--केदारनाथ अग्रवाल
लेबल: केदारनाथ अग्रवाल |
 
Chah Nahin Mai SurBala Ke
Gehnon Mein Guntha Jaaon
Chah Nahin Premi Mala Mein
Bindh, Pyari Ko Lalchaon

Chah Nahin Samraton Ke
Shav Par, He Hari Dala Jaaon
Chah Nahin Devon Ke Sar Par
Chadhon, Bhagya Par Itraoon

Mujhey Tod Lena Banmali,
Us Path Par Tum Dena Phaink
Matra Bhoomi Per Sheesh Chadhaney,
Jis Path Jaayen Veer Anek


The Yearning of a Flower Desireth not to be on the young lass’ Tresses…living twice all over, Desireth not to be in a garland Binding, enticing young lovers, Desireth not to rest on the mortals Of Emperors – aren’t we equally God’s own? Desireth not to be on the heads of Gods To take pride in mere fortune, Pick me out, O Gardener! Strew me on the path that the Brave tread To sacrifice for Motherland! Let me, in obeisance, bow my head!


 
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Mohabbat seekh ker kerna...
K bin seekhe mohabbat ka safar dushwar hota hai.
Girebaan taar hota hai
Kabhi inkar hota hai Kabhi iqrar hota hai


Mohabbat seekh ker kerna...
K bin seekhe mohabbat to serabon ki kahani hai
Dukhon ke raj-dhani hae
Jo kal ban jaay ga baadal
ye dariya ka wo pani hai


Mohabbat seekh ker kerna....
K bin seekhe mohabbat to azab-a-zindgi thehri
Sarab-a-zindgi thehri
Na ho takmil jis ki wo
Kitab-a-zindgi thehri



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Mein aese shaakhs ke Masoomiyat pe kia likhon
Upne khataon mein bhe jo mughe bhalla he laga
khawab dene pe qaadir tha jo mere nazroon mein
Azab dete hue bhe mughe khuda he laga



(Mir dard)
 
Deep jis ka sirf mehellaat hi main jalay,
Chand logon ki khushyon ko lay ker chalay,
Wo jo saye main har maslihat kay palay;
Aisay dastoor ko,
Subh e bay noor ko,
Main naheen maanta,
Main naheen jaanta.

Main bhee kha’if naheen takhta e daar say,
Main bhee Mansoor hoon, keh do aghyaar say,
Kyun daraatay ho zindaan ki divar say,
Zulm ki baat ko,
Jehel ki raat ko,
Main naheen maanta,
Main naheen jaanta.

Phool shaakhon pay khilnay lagay tum kaho,
Jaam rindon ko milnay lagay tum kaho,
Chak seenon kay silnay lagay tum kaho,
Iss khulay jhoot ko,
Zehan ki loot ko,
Main naheen maanta,
Main naheen jaanta.

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ishq mein tere kohe gham sar pe liya jo ho so ho
aesh-o nishaate zindagi chhod diya jo ho so ho

Aql ke madrase se uth, ishq ke maikade mein aa
jaame fanaa bekhudi ab to piya jo ho so ho

hijr ki jo museebatein arz kiin uske rubaru
naazo adaa se muskura kehne lagaa jo ho so ho

hasti ke is saraab mein raat ki raat bas rahe
subhe adam huaa numoo, paaon uthaa jo ho so ho

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Duniya ki mehfilon se uktaa gya hoon ya Rabb
Kya lutf anjuman ka, jab dil hi bujh gya ho?

Shorish say bhaagta hoon, dil DhoonDta hai mera
Aisa sakoot jis par taqdeer bhi fidaa ho

Marta hoon khamoshi par, yeh aarzoo hai meri
daaman mein koh ke, ik choTaa saa jhonpRa ho

Azaad fikr se hoon, uzlat mein din guzaaroon
dunya ke gham ka dil se kaanTa nikal gya ho

lazzat sarod ki ho chiRiyon ke chehchehon mein
chashme ki shorish mein baaja saa baj raha ho

gul ki kali chiTak kar paighaam day kissi ka
saaghar zara saa goya, mujhko jahaan-numa ho

ho haath ka sarhana, sabza ka ho bachoona!
sharmaaye jis se jalwat, khlawat mein woh ada ho

maanoos is qadr ho soorat se meri bulbul
nannhay se dil mein us kay khaTka na kuchh m'ra ho

Saf baandhay donoN jaanib booTay haray haray hoN
nadi ka saaf paani tasveer lay raha ho

ho dilfareb aisa kohisaar ka nazaara
paani bhi mawj ban kar uTh uTh kay dekhta ho

Aaghosh mein zameen ki soya huwa ho sabza
phir phir kay jhaRiyon mein paani chamak raha ho

paani ko choo rehi ho jhuk jhuk ke gul ki Tehni
jaisay haseen koi aa'ina dekhta ho

mehndi lagaaye sooraj jab shaam ki dulhan ko
surkhi liye sunehri har phool ki qabaa ho

raaton ko jalne waalay reh jaain thak kay jis dum
Umeed unki mera TooTa huwa diya ho

bijlee chamak kay unko kaTiya m'ri dikhaa de
jab aasmaan pe har soo baadal ghara huwa ho

pichle pehr ki koy'al, woh subaH ki muazzin
main uska hum-navaa hoon, woh meri hum-nava ho

kaanoN pe ho na mere dair o haram ka ihsaan!
rozan hi jhoNpRee ka, mujhko sehr-numa ho

phooloN ko aaye jis dam shabnam wuzu karne
rona mera wuzu ho, naala meri dua ho!

Is kham'shi mein jaain itne buland naalay
taaron kay qaafilay ko meri sadaa dara ho

Har dardmand dil ko rona mera rulaa day
bayhosh jo paRay hain shaayad inhein jagaa day!
 
झाँसी की रानी
रचनाकार: सुभद्रा कुमारी चौहान
सिंहासन हिल उठे राजवंशों ने भृकुटी तानी थी,
बूढ़े भारत में भी आई फिर से नयी जवानी थी,
गुमी हुई आज़ादी की कीमत सबने पहचानी थी,
दूर फिरंगी को करने की सबने मन में ठानी थी।

चमक उठी सन सत्तावन में, वह तलवार पुरानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

कानपूर के नाना की, मुँहबोली बहन छबीली थी,
लक्ष्मीबाई नाम, पिता की वह संतान अकेली थी,
नाना के सँग पढ़ती थी वह, नाना के सँग खेली थी,
बरछी ढाल, कृपाण, कटारी उसकी यही सहेली थी।

वीर शिवाजी की गाथायें उसकी याद ज़बानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

लक्ष्मी थी या दुर्गा थी वह स्वयं वीरता की अवतार,
देख मराठे पुलकित होते उसकी तलवारों के वार,
नकली युद्ध-व्यूह की रचना और खेलना खूब शिकार,
सैन्य घेरना, दुर्ग तोड़ना ये थे उसके प्रिय खिलवार।

महाराष्ट-कुल-देवी भी उसकी आराध्य भवानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

हुई वीरता की वैभव के साथ सगाई झाँसी में,
ब्याह हुआ रानी बन आई लक्ष्मीबाई झाँसी में,
राजमहल में बजी बधाई खुशियाँ छाई झाँसी में,
वीर बुंदेलों सी विरदावली सी वह आई झाँसी में।

चित्रा ने अर्जुन को पाया,शिव से मिली भवानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

उदित हुआ सौभाग्य, मुदित महलों में उजियाली छाई,
किंतु कालगति चुपके-चुपके काली घटा घेर लाई,
तीर चलाने वाले कर में उसे चूड़ियाँ कब भाई,
रानी विधवा हुई, हाय! विधि को भी नहीं दया आई।

निसंतान मरे राजाजी रानी शोक-समानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

बुझा दीप झाँसी का तब डलहौज़ी मन में हरषाया,
राज्य हड़प करने का उसने यह अच्छा अवसर पाया,
फ़ौरन फौजें भेज दुर्ग पर अपना झंडा फहराया,
लावारिस का वारिस बनकर ब्रिटिश राज्य झाँसी आया।

अश्रुपूर्ण रानी ने देखा झाँसी हुई बिरानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

अनुनय विनय नहीं सुनती है, विकट शासकों की माया,
व्यापारी बन दया चाहता था जब यह भारत आया,
डलहौज़ी ने पैर पसारे, अब तो पलट गई काया,
राजाओं नव्वाबों को भी उसने पैरों ठुकराया।

रानी दासी बनी, बनी यह दासी अब महरानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

छिनी राजधानी दिल्ली की,लिया लखनऊ बातों-बात,
कैद पेशवा था बिठुर में, हुआ नागपुर का भी घात,
उदैपुर, तंजौर, सतारा, करनाटक की कौन बिसात?
जबकि सिंध, पंजाब ब्रह्म पर अभी हुआ था वज्र-निपात।

बंगाले, मद्रास आदि की भी तो वही कहानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

रानी रोयीं रनिवासों में, बेगम ग़म से थीं बेज़ार,
उनके गहने कपड़े बिकते थे कलकत्ते के बाज़ार,
सरे आम नीलाम छापते थे अंग्रेज़ों के अखबार,
'नागपूर के ज़ेवर ले लो लखनऊ के लो नौलख हार'।

यों परदे की इज़्ज़त परदेशी के हाथ बिकानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

कुटियों में थी विषम वेदना, महलों में आहत अपमान,
वीर सैनिकों के मन में था अपने पुरखों का अभिमान,
नाना धुंधूपंत पेशवा जुटा रहा था सब सामान,
बहिन छबीली ने रण-चण्डी का कर दिया प्रकट आहवान।

हुआ यज्ञ प्रारम्भ उन्हें तो सोई ज्योति जगानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

महलों ने दी आग, झोंपड़ी ने ज्वाला सुलगाई थी,
यह स्वतंत्रता की चिनगारी अंतरतम से आई थी,
झाँसी चेती, दिल्ली चेती, लखनऊ लपटें छाई थी,
मेरठ, कानपूर, पटना ने भारी धूम मचाई थी,

जबलपूर, कोल्हापूर में भी कुछ हलचल उकसानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

इस स्वतंत्रता महायज्ञ में कई वीरवर आए काम,
नाना धुंधूपंत, ताँतिया, चतुर अज़ीमुल्ला सरनाम,
अहमदशाह मौलवी, ठाकुर कुँवरसिंह सैनिक अभिराम,
भारत के इतिहास गगन में अमर रहेंगे जिनके नाम।

लेकिन आज जुर्म कहलाती उनकी जो कुरबानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

इनकी गाथा छोड़, चले हम झाँसी के मैदानों में,
जहाँ खड़ी है लक्ष्मीबाई मर्द बनी मर्दानों में,
लेफ्टिनेंट वाकर आ पहुँचा, आगे बड़ा जवानों में,
रानी ने तलवार खींच ली, हुआ द्वन्द्ध असमानों में।

ज़ख्मी होकर वाकर भागा, उसे अजब हैरानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

रानी बढ़ी कालपी आई, कर सौ मील निरंतर पार,
घोड़ा थक कर गिरा भूमि पर गया स्वर्ग तत्काल सिधार,
यमुना तट पर अंग्रेज़ों ने फिर खाई रानी से हार,
विजयी रानी आगे चल दी, किया ग्वालियर पर अधिकार।

अंग्रेज़ों के मित्र सिंधिया ने छोड़ी रजधानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

विजय मिली, पर अंग्रेज़ों की फिर सेना घिर आई थी,
अब जनरल स्मिथ सम्मुख था, उसने मुँह की खाई थी,
काना और मंदरा सखियाँ रानी के संग आई थी,
युद्ध श्रेत्र में उन दोनों ने भारी मार मचाई थी।

पर पीछे ह्यूरोज़ आ गया, हाय! घिरी अब रानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

तो भी रानी मार काट कर चलती बनी सैन्य के पार,
किन्तु सामने नाला आया,यह था संकट विषम अपार,
घोड़ा अड़ा, नया घोड़ा था, इतने में आ गये अवार,
रानी एक, शत्रु बहुतेरे, होने लगे वार-पर-वार।

घायल होकर गिरी सिंहनी उसे वीर गति पानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

रानी गई सिधार चिता अब उसकी दिव्य सवारी थी,
मिला तेज से तेज, तेज की वह सच्ची अधिकारी थी,
अभी उम्र कुल तेइस की थी, मनुज नहीं अवतारी थी,
हमको जीवित करने आयी बन स्वतंत्रता-नारी थी,

दिखा गई पथ, सिखा गई हमको जो सीख सिखानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।

जाओ रानी याद रखेंगे हम कृतज्ञ भारतवासी,
तेरा यह बलिदान जगावेगा स्वतंत्रता अविनासी,
होवे चुप इतिहास, लगे सच्चाई को चाहे फाँसी,
हो मदमाती विजय, मिटा दे गोलों से चाहे झाँसी।

तेरा स्मारक तू होगी, तू खुद अमिट निशानी थी,
बुंदेले हरबोलों के मुँह हमने सुनी कहानी थी,
खूब लड़ी मर्दानी वह तो झाँसी वाली रानी थी।।
In Roman......
Sinhasan hil uthey raajvanshon ney bhrukuti tani thi,
budhey Bharat mein aayee phir se nayi jawani thi,
gumee huee azadi ki keemat sabney pehchani thi,
door phirangi ko karney ki sab ney man mein thani thi.
Chamak uthi san sattavan mein, yeh talwar purani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Kanpur key Nana ki muhn boli bahen chhaveeli thi,
Lakshmibai naam, pita ki woh santaan akeli thi,
Nana key sangh padhti thi woh Nana key sangh kheli thi
barchhi, dhal, kripan, katari, uski yehi saheli thi.
Veer Shivaji ki gaathaayen uski yaad zabani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.


Lakshmi thi ya Durga thi woh swayan veerta ki avatar,
dekh Marathey pulkit hotey uski talwaron key vaar,
nakli yudh-vyuh ki rachna aur khelna khub shikar,
sainya gherna, durg todna yeh they uskey preeya khilwad.
Maharashtra-kul-devi uski bhi aaradhya Bhavani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Huee veerta ki vaibhav key saath sagai Jhansi mein,
byah hua ban aayee Rani Lakshmi bai Jhansi mein,
rajmahal mein baji badhai khushiyan chhaee Jhansi mein,
sughat Bundelon ki viroodaavalee-si woh aayee Jhansi mein.
Chitra ney Arjun ko paya, Shiv sey mili Bhavani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Udit hua saubhagya, mudit mahalon mein ujiyali chhayee,
kintu kaalgati chupkey-chupkey kali ghata gher laayee,
teer chalaaney vaaley kar mein usey choodiyan kab bhaayee,
Rani vidhva huee hai, vidhi ko bhi nahin dayaa aayee.
Nisantan marey Rajaji, Rani shok-samani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Bujha deep Jhansi ka tab Dalhousie man mein harshaaya,
Raajya hadap karney ka yeh usney achhaa avsar paaya,
fauran fauj bhej durg par apna jhandaa phehraya,
lawaris ka waris bankar British Raj Jhansi aaya.
Ashrupurna Rani ney dekha Jhansi huee birani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Anunay vinay nahin sunti hai, vikat shaasakonki maaya,
vyapari ban daya chhahta tha jab wah Bharat aaya,
Dalhousie ney pair pasaarey, ab to palat gayee kaaya
Rajaon Nawwabon ko bhi usney pairon thukraaya.
Rani daasi bani, bani yeh daasi ab Maharani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Chheenee rajdhani Dilli ki, Lucknow chheena baaton-baat,
Qaid Peshwa tha Bithur mein, hua Nagpur ka bhi ghaat,
Udaipur, Tanjore, Satara, Karnatak ki kaun bisaat?
jabki Sindh, Punjab Brahm par abhi hua that vajra-nipaat.
Bengaaley, Madras aadi ki bhi to vahi kahani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Rani royee rinvason mein, Begum gum se thi bezaar,
unkey gehney kapdey biktey they Calcutta key bazzar,
sarey aam nilaam chhaptey they angrezon key akhbar,
"Nagpur key zewar le lo, Lucknow key lo naulakh haar".
Yon pardey ki izzat pardesi key hath bikani thi
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Kutiya mein bhi visham vedna, mahalon mein aahat apmaan,
veer sainikon key man mein tha apney purkhon ka abhmaan,
Nana Ghunghupant Peshwa joota raha tha sab saamaan,
bahen chhaveeli ney Ran-Chandi ka kar diya prakat aahvaan.
Hua yagna prarambh unhey to soyee jyoti jagani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Mahalon ney di aag, jhonpdi ney jwala sulgayee thi,
yeh swatantrata ki chingari antratam sey aayee thi,
Jhansi cheti, Dilli cheti, Lucknow laptey chhayi thi,
Merat, Kanpur, Patna ney bhari dhoom machayi thi,
Jabalpur, Kolhapur, mein bhi kuchh hulchul uksani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Is Swatantrata Mahayagna mein kayee veervar aaye kaam,
Nana Ghunghupant, Tantya, chatur Azeemullah sarnam,
Ahmedshah Moulvi, Thakur Kunwar Singh, Sainik Abhiram,
Bharat key itihaas gagan mein amar rahengey jinkey naam.
Lekin aaj jurm kehlati unki jo Qurbani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Inki gaatha chhod, chaley hum Jhansi key maidanon mein,
Jahan khadi hai Lakshmibai mard bani mardanon mein,
Lieutenant Walker aa pohoncha, aagey bada jawanon mein,
Rani ney talwaar kheench li, hua dhandh asmanon mein.
Zakhmi hokar Walker bhaga, usey ajab hairani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Rani badhi Kalpi aayee, kar sau meel nirantar paar,
ghoda thak kar gira bhoomi par, gaya swarg tatkaal sidhaar,
Yamuna tat par angrezon ney phir khayee Rani sey haar,
vijayee Rani aagey chal di, kiya Gwalior par adhikar.
Angrezon key mitra Scindia ney chhodi rajdhani thee,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Vijay mili, par Angrezon ki phir sena ghir aayee thi,
Abkey General Smith sammukh tha, usney munhki khayee thi,
Kaana aur Mandra sakhiyan Rani key sangh aayee thi,
Yudh kshetra mein un dono ney bhari maar machayi thi.
par peechey Hughrose aa gaya, Hai! gheeri ab Rani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

To bhi Rani maar kaat kar chalti bani sainya key paar,
kintu saamney naala aaya, tha woh sankat visham apaar,
ghoda adaa, naya ghoda tha, itney mein aa gaye avaar,
Rani ek, shatru bahuterey, honey lagey vaar-par-var.
Ghayal hokar giri Sinhni, isey veer gati paani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Rani gayee sidhaar chita ab uski divya sawaari thi,
mila tej se tej, tej ki woh sachchi adhikaari thi,
abhi umr kul teis ki thi, manuj nahin avtaari thi,
humko jeevit karney aayee ban Swatantrata-naree thi,
dikha gayee path, sikha gayee humko jo seekh sikhani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.

Jao Rani yaad Rakhengey yeh krutagna Bharatwasi,
yeh tera balidaan jagavega Swatantrata avinasi,
hovey chup itihaas, lagey sachchai ko chahey phansi,
ho madmaati vijay, mitaa dey golon sey chahey Jhansi.
Tera Smarak tu hi hogi, tu khud amit nishaani thi,
Bundeley Harbolon key munh hamney suni kahani thi,
Khoob ladi mardani woh to Jhansi wali Rani thi.
Translation.
Jhansi Ki Rani (The Queen of Jhansi)

1
The throne got shook, and the tension erupted among the Raajvanshs, the royal heirs of the throne,
In aged India, a new wave of youth was spreading,
All the inhabitants of India had realized the worth of their lost freedom,
All of them had decided to get rid of the British rule,
The old swords started glittering again like new ones in the form of the freedom movement in 1857.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

2
She was as dear to the Nana (Nana Ghunghupant ) of Kanpur as her real sister,
Her name was Laxmibai and she was the only daughter of her parents,
She had been with Nana from her early childhood, since she was a school student.
Spear, knife, sword, axe (all different types of weapons used in her time) were her companions all the time.
She had learned by heart the valorous stories of shivaji (a renowned king of Maharashtra).
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

3
No one could guess whether she was Laxmi or Durga devi ( Durga Goddess , also called Bhavani ) or reincarnation of Devi durga,
Her expertise in using a sword made the people of Marathward (Pulkit) wonder,
They learned the war strategy of how to attack the prey,
To ambush her prey and to break the vanity were among her favorite supports,
Maharashtra-kul-Devi (The goddess of the Maharashtra ) was as dear to her as Bhavani (Durga Devi )
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

4
With valor in a grand festival, she got married in Jhansi,
After her marriage, Laxmibai came to Jhansi as a queen with shower of joy,
A grand celebration took place in the royal palace of Jhansi. That was a good luck for Bandelos that she came to Jhansi,
That was as Chitra met with Arjun or Shiv had got his beloved Bhavani (Durga).
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

5
She came as a good luck to the royal palace of Jhansi and for a log time the palace remained decorated with lighting candles in celebration.
But as days passed the dark clouds of misfortune covered the royal palace.
She stopped wearing bangles for that was the time for a battle.
The queen got widowed and her fate was very unkind to her.
The royal king had no children when he died and the queen was grief stricken.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

6
So the candle of the royal castle blew off and Dalhousie (a British governor) became very happy in his heart about the situation (that the royal palace had no king or someone strong to defend the throne).
He thought that the time was right to usurp the kingdom.
He sent his soldiers to Citadel and raised the British flag on the royal palace.
The British rule came to Jhansi as the guardian of an orphan.
The Rani saw everything with tears in her eyes that how Jhansi got deserted.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

7
Strong (and Cruel) kings do not care about the cajoling.
They (The British Rulers) came to India in the disguise of poor merchants.
The British governor (Dalhousi) then extended his influence in India and so the fate of India turned over.
He insulted even the feudal and heads of state of India.
The queen took the gesture of a maidservant; the maid was the real queen.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

8
First of all Indian rulers lost the capital of India, Delhi and subsequently they lost the control of Lucknow.
Peshwa was imprisoned in Bithur and then the Nagpur tragedy occurred.
After the fall of Nagpur, it was not a big task for the intruders to take the control of Udaipur, Tanjore satara and Karnatak.
They already had the control of Sindh, Punjab and Assam.
The tale of fall of Bengal, Madras and many other states was also the same.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

9
Rani(the queen) wept in her quarter for all that disaster. She was rather lost and was sick of the situation.
Her ornaments and royal clothes were being sold in the markets of Calcutta.
The advertisements for the sale of the royal stuff were being published in the daily newspapers of the British Government.
“Buy the ornaments of Nagpur, Buy the Naulakha locket of Lucknow” had been the highlights of such advertisements.
In this manner the honor of the royal ladies had to be sold to foreigners.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

10
The cottages of poor were full of grief and the royal houses were also full of insult (the royal ladies were maltreated and insulted by the British intruders whereas the poor folk were also in the clutches of the atrocities by the British rulers).
Brave soldiers of India had in their mind the prestige of their ancestors.
The name of Ghunghupant and Nana, the titles of the great warriors and their weapons, they have lost all such treasure as well.
The beloved sisters of Nana (queen of Jhansi- Rani) invited Nana to visit Ran-Chandi.
The ritual of the holy war of freedom started because they had to awake the divine spirit of the people of India, which had been sleeping so far.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

11
The fire of revolt started from royal palace, which became hot like burning sun when reached to the houses of the poor or common folk.
This spark of freedom started from the inner soul of the people.
It captured Jhansi first then spread in Delhi and also engulfed Lucknow.
The freedom struggle was also in full swing in Merat, Kanpur and Patna.
The people of Jabalpur, Kolhapur were also being inspired from others.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

12
In that great freedom struggle, many brave brothers lost their lives.
Among them were Nana GhunGhupant, Tantya, great Azeemullah,
And many others like Ahmedshah Moulvi, Thakur Kunwar singh, Sainik Abhiram.
Their names will always be shining in the heavens of the ancient history of India,
but they were considered rebels at that time and their great sacrifice was considered a crime against the state of British India.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

13
Well, leave the tale of the bravery of those great men and let us go to the battlefields of Jhansi,
Where Laxmibai is standing boldly like a man among the other brave men.
Lieutenant Walker reached there and proceeded further in the people’s army of the brave men,
Rani drew her sword, the beating of the drums started in the heavens,
Walker ran away from the battlefield as Rani defectively wounded him. He was astonished on the agility of Rani.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

14
Rani preceded further and reached Kalpi after taking a hard journey of hundreds of miles.
The horse got exhausted and fell to the ground and the rider (Walker) also fell down immediately .
In the field of Yamuna again Rani was defeating the British.
The victorious Rani proceeded further and took the control of Gawalior.
The British thus left the Vsindia (capital of Gawalior) and their rule ended in Gawalior.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

15
Although the freedom fighters had won, the British army was again getting organized. This time, general smith was in command but he was also being defeated by the brave freedom fighters – he had to be defeated.
Kaana and Mandra (the associates of Rani) were also accompanying her in the war zone. In the battlefield they both were fighting furiously.
But a British commander, Hughrose came from the backside to help his soldiers – Alas! The British soldiers surrounded the Rani from all sides.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

16
Though Rani was deeply wounded, still she was fighting and had managed to get through the British army,
But she got stuck because a sewerage canal was there on the other end and she was in deep trouble,
Her horse got stuck there - the horse was untrained, in the mean time, the British soldiers, riding on their horses reached there.
Rani was all alone while enemies were numerous who were attacking her with their sword from all sides,
Rani, who was fighting like a lioness, succumbed to the wounds and fell down. She had to achieve a glorious death in war ( Martyrdom ).
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

17
Rani was martyred in the battlefield.Her departed soul was then riding a divine vehicle, moving towards heavens
the Light of her divine soul met with the divine light in the heavens, she was the real heir of divinity,
She was only thirty years of age. She was not a human; rather she was divine spirit (a holy being),
Who did come, in the gesture of a female freedom fighter, to give us a respectable life of light and freedom ,
She showed us the path of freedom, and taught us the lesson of courage, she taught us what we might have learned.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

18
The people of India will remember this debt of yours (O! Rani Laxmaibai), may you be blessed, dear Rani,
Your this life sacrifice will awake an indestructible soul of freedom in the people,
History may be made silent or if truth is hanged or killed, or if the drinkers become victorious or if they destroy jhansi with cannonballs,
You, by yourself be the memorial of Rani (queen of Jhansi) because you had been an eternal token of courage.
From the mouths of the Bandelas and the Harbolas (Religious singers of Bandelkhand), we heard the tale of the courage of the Queen of Jhansi relating how gallantly she fought like a man against the British intruders: such was the Queen of Jhansi.

 
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^^^i remember this poem since my childhood....
i really liked it:D
 
@ajtr : Maine kabhi bhi Kedarnath Agrawal ki kavita nahin suni but Subhadra ji's Jhansi ki Rani was my favorite and still favorite.
 
ऋतुएँ

सूरज तपता धरती जलती।
गरम हवा ज़ोरों से चलती।
तन से बहुत पसीना बहता,
हाथ सभी के पंखा रहता।

Sooraj tapta dharti jalti
garam hawa zoron se chalti.
Tan se bahut paseena bahata.
Haath sabhi ke pankha rahta.

आ रे बादल! काल्रे बादल!
गरमी दूर भगा रे बादल!
रिमझिम बूँदें बरसा बादल!
झम-झम पानी बरसा बादल!

Aa re badal kaale badal
Garmi door bhaga re badal.
Rimjhim boonde barsa badal
Jham-Jham paani barsa badal.

लो घनघोर घटाएँ छाईं,
टप-टप-टप-टप बूँदें आईं।
बिजली चमक रही अब चम-चम,
लगा बरसने पानी झम-झम!

Lo ghanghor ghatayen chhayein
Tap-tap-tap-tap boondein aayein.
bijali chamak rahi ab cham-cham.
Laga barasne paani jham-jham

लेकर अपने साथ दिवाली,
सरदी आई बड़ी निराली।
शाम सवेरे सरदी लगती,
पर स्वेटर से है वह भगती।

Lekar apne saath diwali
sardi aayee badi nirali
sham savere sardi lagati
par sweater se hai vah bhagati

सरदी जाती, गरमी आती,
रंग रंग के फूल खिलाती।
रंग-रँगीली होली आती,
सबके मन उमंग भर जाती।

sardi jaati garmi aati
rang rang ke phool khilati
rang-rangeeli holi aati
sabke man umang bhar jaati

रात और दिन हुए बराबर,
सोते लोग निकलकर बाहर।
सरदी बिलकुल नहीं सताती,
सरदी जाती गरमी आती।

Raat aur din huye barabar
sotay log nikal kar bahar
sardi bilkul nahi satati
sardi jaati garmi aati.
3rd std.poem.

@ajtr : Maine kabhi bhi Kedarnath Agrawal ki kavita nahin suni but Subhadra ji's Jhansi ki Rani was my favorite and still favorite.
Kedarnath agarwal and gopal das neeraj were the only poet whose not so many poem were in the course.
 
one of my fv8 ...

Tujhey kho kar bhi tujhay paoon jahaan tuk daikhoon
Husan e yazdaan say tujhay husan e butaan tuk daikhoon

Tu nay youn daikha hai jaisay kabhi daikha he na tha
Mein tu dil mein tairay qadmoon kay nishaan tuk daikhoon

Sirf iss shouq mein poochee hein hazaroon battein
Mein taira husan tairay husan e bayaan tuk daikhoon

Waqat nay zehen mein dhundla diyeah tairay khad o khaal
Youn tu mein toot’tay taroon ka dhuwaan tuk daikhoon

Dil gaya tha tu yeh ankhain bhi koi lay jata
Mein faqat aik he tasveer kahaan tuk daikhoon

Ik haqeeqat sahi firdoos mein hooroon ka wajood
Husan e insaan sey nimat loon tu wahaan tuk daikhoon
 
one of my fv8 ...

Tujhey kho kar bhi tujhay paoon jahaan tuk daikhoon
Husan e yazdaan say tujhay husan e butaan tuk daikhoon

Tu nay youn daikha hai jaisay kabhi daikha he na tha
Mein tu dil mein tairay qadmoon kay nishaan tuk daikhoon

Sirf iss shouq mein poochee hein hazaroon battein
Mein taira husan tairay husan e bayaan tuk daikhoon

Waqat nay zehen mein dhundla diyeah tairay khad o khaal
Youn tu mein toot’tay taroon ka dhuwaan tuk daikhoon

Dil gaya tha tu yeh ankhain bhi koi lay jata
Mein faqat aik he tasveer kahaan tuk daikhoon

Ik haqeeqat sahi firdoos mein hooroon ka wajood
Husan e insaan sey nimat loon tu wahaan tuk daikhoon


VERY NICE ONE !!
CHECK THIS OUT :-

Suna Hai Log Usay Ankh Bhar Kay Daikhtey Hain
So Us Kay Sheher May Kuch Din Theher Kay Daikhtey Hain

Suna Hai Rabt Hai Us Ko Kharab Haloon Say
So Apney Aap Ko Hum Barbaad Kerkay Daikhtey Hian

Suna Hai Dard Ki Gahak Hai Chashm-E-Naaz Uski
So Us Ki Gali Say Bhi Guzar Kay Daikhtey Hian

Suna Hai Us Ko Bhi Hai Shair-O-Shairi Say Shaghaf
So Moo-Ajzey Hum Bhi Apney Hunr Kay Daikhtey Hian

Suna Hai Bolay To Batoon Say Phuul Jhartey Hian
Yeh Baat Hai To Chalo Baat Kerkay Daikhtey Hain

Suna Hai Raat Usay Chaand Takta Rehta Hai
Sitarey Bam-E-Falak Say Utar Kay Daikhtey Hain

Suna Hai Din May Usay Titliyaan Satati Hain
Suna Hai Raat Ko Jugno Theher Kay Daikhtey Hain

Suna Hai Raat Say Barh Ker Hain Kaakliyaan Uski
Suna Hai Shaam May Saye Guzar Ker Daikhtey Hian

Suna Hai Hashar Hain Uski Ghazaal Si Ankhein
Suna Hai Hiran Usay Dasht Bher Ker Daikhtey Hian

Suna Hai Uski Siyah Chashamgi Qayamat Hai
So Suurma Faroosh Usay Aah Bher Ke Daikhtey Hian

Suna Hai Us Kay Laboon Say Gulaab Jaltey Hain
So Hum Bhi Bahar Per Ilzaam Dhar Kay Daikhtey Hain

Suna Hai Aaina-E-Tamsaal Hai Jabeen Uski
Jo Sadah Dil Hian Usay Ban Sanwar Kay Daikhtey Hian

Suna Hia Jab Say Hamail Hain Us Ki Gerdan May
Mizaaj Or Hi Lal-O-Gauher Kay Daikhtey Hian

Suna Hai Chashm-E-Tasavvur Say Dasht-E-Imkaan May
Palang Zawiye Uski Kamar Kay Daikhtey Hian

Suna Hai Us Kay Badan Ki Tarash Aisi Hai
Kay Phuul Apni Qabayein Qutar Kay Daikhtey Hian

Suna Hai Us Ki Shabistaan Say Mutassil Hai Bahisht
Makeen Idher Kay Bhi Jalwey Udher Kay Daikhtey Hian

Bus Ik Nazar May Lut-Ta Hai Qafila Dil Ka
Jo Rah Rawaney Tamanna Hain Darr Kay Daikhtey Hian

Chalay To Gardeeshain Us Ka Tawaf Kerti Hain
Rukay To Zamaney Theher Kay Daikhtey Hian

Kahaniyaan Hi Sahi Sab Mubalghain Hi Sahi
Ager Woh Khuwab Hai Tabeer Kerkay Daikhtey Hian

Ab Us Kay Sheher May Thehrain Ya Kuuch Ker Jayein
“Faraz” Aao Sitarey Safar Kay Daikhtey Hian

(Ahmed Faraz)
 
Jo beet gayi so baat gayi
Harivansh Rai Bachchan

Jeevan Main Ek Sitara Tha
Maana Vah Behad Pyara Tha
Vah Doob Gaya To Doob Gaya
Ambar Kay Aanan Ko Dekho
Kitne Iskay Taare Toote
Kitne Iskay Pyare Choote
Jo Choot Gaye Fir Kahan Mile
Par Bolo Toote Taaron Par
Kab Ambar Shok Manata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi

Jeevan Main Vah Tha Ek Kusum
They Us Par Nitya Nichavar Tum
Vah Sookh Gaya TO Sookh Gaya
Madhuvan Ki Chaati Ko Dekho
Sookhi Kitni Iski Kaliyan
Murjhaayi Kitni ballriyan
Jo Murjhayi Woh Fir Kahan Khili
Par Bolo Sookhe Phoolon Par
Kab Madhuban Shor Machata hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Bat Gayi

jeevan Main Madhu Ka Pyala Tha
Tumnay Tan Man De Daala Tha
Wah Toot Gaya To Toot Gaya
Madiralya Kay Aangan Ko Dekho
Kitne Pyale Hil Jaate Hain
Gir Mitti Main Mil Jaate Hain
Jo Girte Hain Kab Uthte Hain
Par Bolo Toote Pyalo Par
Kab Madiralaya Pachtata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi

Mridu Mitti Kay Hain Bane Hue
Madhu Ghoot Phoota Hi Kartay Hain
Laghu Jeevan Lekar Aaye Hain
Pyale Toota Hi Karte Hain
Fir Bhi Madiralaya Kay Andar
Madhu Kay Ghat Hai Madhu Pyale Hain
Jo Madakta Kay Maare Hain
Vey Madhu Loota Hi Kartay Hain
Va Kachcha Peene Wala Hai
Jiski Mamta Ghat Pyalon Par
Jo Sachchey Madhu Sey Jala Hua
Kab Rota Hai Chillata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi



Translation:

There was a star in life
agreed, it was much loved
when it sank, it did sink.
Look at the sky’s vastness,
so many stars have broken away
so many loved ones it has lost
the lost ones, were they ever found?
But tell me, for the broken stars
does the sky ever grieve?
That which is past, is gone.

There was a flower in life
which, I doted everyday on
when it dried, it dried away.
Look at the garden’s breast,
dried, many of its saplings have
welted, many of its flowers have
that which welted, did it ever bloom?
But tell me, for dried flowers
does the garden create an uproar?
That which is past, is gone.

There was a cup of wine in life
which, you gave your heart and soul for
when it broke, it did break.
Look at the winehouse’s courtyard
shaken, where many cups are
fall, and merge with the ground
that which fall, do they ever rise?
But tell me, for broken cups
does the winehouse ever regret?
That which is past, is gone.

Soft mud, we are made of,
wine drops do tend to fall.
A short life, we have come with,
winecups do tend to break.
Yet, inside the winehouse
there is a winepot, there are winecups.
Those, struck by intoxication
do splurge away on the wine.
He’s a raw drinker,
whose affection escapes no cup,
one who has burnt from true wine
does he ever shout, or scream?
That which is past, is gone.
 
Gulzar - On Kashmir

Subah subah ek khwaab ki dastak perdarwaza khola,
Dekha,sarhad ke us paar se kuch mehmaan aaye hain

Aankhon se manoos thay saare,Chehre saare sune sunaaye
Paaon dhoye, haath dhulaaye,Aa.ngan mein aasan lagwaaye,
Aur tandoor pe makki ke kuch mote mote rot pakaaye

Potli mein mehmaan mere pichle saalon ki faslon ka gur laye thay

Aankh khuli to dekha ghar mien koi nahin tha,
Haath laga kar dekha to tandoor abhi tak bujha nahin tha,
Aur honthon per meethe gur ka zaiqa ab tak chipak raha tha,

Khwab tha shayad,Khwab hi hoga,
Sarhad per kal raat suna hai chali thi goli,
Sarhad per kal raat suna hai kuch khwabon ka khoon hua hai......

Gulzar

Sar-e-Toor Ho, Sar-e-Hashar Ho, Humein Intezar qubool hai
Tu kabhi milley, tu kahin milley, tu kabhi sahi, tu kahin sahi..

1) Intezar Itna Bhi Na Karwao K Duaain Mout Ki Maanguu Khuda Se FARAZ
Ab To Milne Chale Aao Kisi Ki Zindgi Ka Sawal Hai

2) Tooti Jo Aas Jal Gaye Palkon Pe So Chiraagh
Nikhra Kuch Aur Rung Shab-E-Intezaar Ka

3)Mere Daaman Ko Khushiyon Ka Nahi Malaal
Gham Ka Khazana Jo Isko Beshumaar Mila Hai

Woh Kamnaseeb Hai Jinhe Mehboob Mil Gaya
Mein Khushnaseeb Hoon Mujhe Intezar Mila Hai
 
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