AN AMATEUR'S FLIRTATIONS WITH POETRY (IN HINDI)

HAR SOO BIKHRE ROSHAN PAL SE KAISE JAAYE DOOR KOI !

Chehak uthe jab nannha suraj mann ke surmai aangan main,
Neem khwab se uth uth panchhi khailein soone se mann mein,
Mann umang yoon haath phailaaye, jaise sehmi shaakh koi
Aasmaan se barse pal pal, pawan nirmal raakh koi;
Mann hai ya koi peer bairagi, rahe na ban ke apna sa,
Door gagan mein pankh phailaye, khulee aankh ka sapna sa.
Ye main hoon, ya tu hai sajni, ya dono ka mail hai ye,
Kahoon phrebe-nazar isse ya kaayanaat ka khel hai ye. Idhar, udhar, har soo , har pal mein, aks tera ya tu hai ye,
Rooh Ka har kona mehakaati, awaara khushboo hai ye.
Tu bhi , main bhi, ye bhi, woh bhi , or ye sara ambar bhi,
Sagar bhi, darya bhi, galiyaan, kooche or mera ghar bhi;
Aankh ka sapna aur tarap bhi teri meri baahon ki
Hai kashsih yeh ek unkahi, bus un-dekhi raahon ki.
Tu bhi chal aakash chal raha, aur chal rahi dharti bhi,
Ik azaad sailaab sa hai tu, aur zara sa darti bhi.
Chal uth likhein naam gagan pe, tera bhi aur mera bhi.
Ek anant safar jeevan hai, par jogi ka phera bhi.
Tujh main mujh main, sabh main bikhra anjaana sa noor koi,
Har soo bikhhare roshan pal se kaise jaaye door koi