Treasure Island

Pradeep Pathak

(25-Aug-1979 / Uttarakhand)

DEATH.....


Bhoola tha main....
aaj yaad aa gaya..
sach jo subse alag tha...
subko rula gaya..

ekhlauti saans bachi thi...
ek marm aah jagi thi...
neend ka aankri jhokha...
aankhir sula gaya...

aub dard nahi...
na karj hai koi...
aub shabd nahi...
na marj hai koi..

aub ek soch hai...
naye naqaab ki...
nai subah ki...
aur naye aadab ki...

thithur na jaaun...
kafan oodha do mujhko...
kapkapi tez na ho...
zara leta do mujhko...

aub nai aahat hai...
naya bharosa hai...
aaj sub masoom hain..
hisaab anokha hai...

chalo alwida aub..
ek raat aur kum hui...
duniya ki baraat mai...
shaam ki vidaai num hui...

Submitted: Wednesday, May 14, 2008

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