Faasi Ka Fanda

Maa maa tu kha hain , Btana kha hain maa

Main dhoodh nhi paa rha , Bta Dena maa

Jaa rha hun hamesha ke liye , Bas ek akhiri baar

Godi Mae Sula le na maa , bas ek akhiri baar......................

"Verse"

Teri godi Mae soona jannat hain

Rota main bahut aur tu maangti mannat hain

Ki mera beta bhi naam kamaye

Pr shayad tu nhi jaan payi ki kitna dard hain

Tu jo sir pe haath rakh kr sulati thii

Doori hui toh Teri ye looriyan rulati thii

Phone pe tu mujhe harr baat batati thii

Khushi bhi apni tu jhoothi dikhati thii

Haathon Mae tere na bhoolne wala swaad hain

Likhta hun dard toh kehta sab bakwas hain

Tere bina mann he nhi lagta tha

Teri pukar main sunne ko tarasta tha

Padhai ka bhoj mujhe khate he jaa rha hain

Ghadi ka kaata bhi mujhe naapta Jaa rha hain

Darta main aur ye darrata he jaa rha hain

Aankhein band kru toh khwaab bhi marne ka aata hain

Diwalo pe haath kuch likhte he jaa rhe hain

I quit I lost wale khwaab mujhe satatae he ja rhe hain

Jaldi se aaja maa main rassi khareed kr laya hun

Tujhe dekhne ke baad isse faasi ka phanda bna lun

Darr hain lagta maa fail na ho jau

Sabkuch bta du ya phirse chupa lu

Ki padhta toh Jaa rha hun pr kuch ho nhi paa rha hain

Hasta jo rehta tha aaj khud ke jaan ki bheek maang rha hain

Samaj ka boj mujhe dabate he jaa rha hain

Tera kuch nhi hona ye jatate he jaa rha hain

Jitna bhi dikhu mujhe chupate he jaa rha hain

Haan Teri he yaad mae mujhe rulata jaa rha hain

Doctor bannne ka sapna lekar aaya tha

Khud he mareez bankar doctor ko dikhaya tha

Psychiatrist ne kuch bate batayi thii

Mental depression jo kisiko samjh Mae na ayi thii

Pshyco mujhe sab kehne lage thae

Mental illness ye bahane tere hain

Padhai se mujhe darr lagne laga tha

Khud he se baatein main krne laga tha

Diwalae meri kaali hoti jaa rhi hain

Pankhe wali diwal khud he neeche aa rhi hain

Kitabo ki seediya main khud he bna rha

Jinda aur laash Mae ab farak nhi samjh aa rha

Dost mera ab koi nhi reh gya hain

Ek he tha jo rab ne bhi cheen liya hain

Tune bhi maa mera haath nhi pakda

Akela tha aur akhela he reh gya hain

Drama nhi kr rha dard mujhe ho rha

Dill ya dimaag Mae main khud se he pooch rha

Aankhein meri nam aansu koi na pooch rha

Thoda sa hain ya antim dard ho rha

Roo rha maa ye kaise main tujhe batau

Phasi ka fanda bhi saath Mae sulau

Dill ka dard ab kaise main dikhau

Kaash apne bachpan Mae wapas laut jau

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I write short hindi poetries written by myself...many a times they are sad poetries.....