कुछ धुँधलाई सी है
तड़पती बर्क़
ग़र्द की आँधी में,
बस मत छेड़ो अब
कुछ ख़ुश्क़ सा
हुआ जाता है नासूर,
कैसे बाँधोगे
दर्द का सैलाब मेरे
अपने रुमाल में,
जो तोड़ चला
ये हद्दों को
फिर से अपनी!
Help:
बर्क़ = lightning
नासूर = rotten wound
Nice lines Amitji. So much depth.
ReplyDeleteThank you Indrani:)
DeleteCup of the palm is enough to stall a storm...........Amitji its all about will and willingness!
ReplyDeleteRight! Thank you Geetashree:)
DeleteBahut khoobsurat Amitji. ..par nasoor bhi samay kesaath sookh jaate hai.....bas thodi si dhoop aur amrham ki zaroorat hai
ReplyDeleteYes...true! Thank you Somali:)
DeleteWords are wind and they touches. I love it. Thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteGreat! Thank you Shams:)
Deletewah-wah
ReplyDeleteThank you IB:)
Deleteबह जाने दो सैलाब को, अंदर दबा कर रखोगे तो किसी दिन ज्वालामुखी की तरह फटेगा।
ReplyDeleteThheek baat! Thank you Manisha:)
DeleteBeautiful lines!
ReplyDeleteThank you Madhusudan:)
DeleteWonderful.
ReplyDeleteThank you Rajesh:)
Deleteकैसे बाँधोगे
ReplyDeleteदर्द का सैलाब मेरे
अपने रुमाल में,
दिल की गहराइयों से निकले खूबसूरत अल्फ़ाज़ अमित जी !!
Thank you Yogi:)
DeleteWhen a dust storm clouds the lightening which would be worse?
ReplyDeleteWill depend on the beholder's state of mind...or say capacity to bear..! Thank you Indu ma'am:)
Deletedeep lines Amitji... :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you Archana:)
DeleteSometimes pain is unbearable. Poignant and you have portrayed pain so so beautifully. Love the analogies.
ReplyDeleteThank you Saru:) Glad you liked:)
DeleteWah Amit sahab kya khoob kahi!!
ReplyDeleteAapko pasand aayaa...khushi hui:) Shukriya Deepak sir:)
DeleteItni dard? Har aandhi ke anth mein indradhanush ka nazaara hota hai; ho na ho indradhanush ki khoobsurati ka janam aandhi ke baghair nahin hota hoga
ReplyDeleteArre waah...kyaa baat hai:) bahut-bahut shukriya, Suresh sir!
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