यूं अनंत लिखने बैठा तो सोचता क्या लिखूं?
क्या हसीना की अदावों पे लिखूं या वतन पे लिखूं,
या दिखी तस्वीर किसी भूखे बिलकते पे लिखूं
...
दस बीस, साठ सत्तर से लेकर,
लाखों में बेच रहे लड़के
हाय ये कितने भूखे नंगे है
जो अपने बेटे तक को बेच रहे
...
कम नही जिंदगी तू मेरे लिए,
बस दुआ है चैन मिल जाए एक घड़ी के लिए
दिल जार मेरा कोई और नही
ये मेहनत है,
...
You are not less life for me,
I just pray that I get peace for a moment
There is no one else in my heart
This is hard work
...
वो यादें, वो जिंदगी की राह में हुई बातें,
लगता है लेकर जाना भूल गए,
रास्ते में लगा कुछ जरूरी था,
जो बताना भूल गए ।
...
Those memories, those things happened on the way of life,
Looks like you forgot to bring
Something important got in the way,
Who forgot to tell
...
When I sat down to write like this, I used to think what should I write?
Should I write on Haseena's claims or should I write on the country,
Or should I write the picture seen on a hungry person
...
From ten twenty, sixty seventy,
boys selling in lakhs
hey he is so hungry naked
who is selling even his son
...
Living in memories, learning remains,
History is yet to be written with the ink of blood.
Although the duty is small,
...
This is how the soul went to meet the divine,
If the soul is reunited with the divine,
Why do you cry man
he was happy to meet you
...
I wanted to forget the day
why remember that day
nothing special, nothing special,
Still don't know why I remember that day.
...
that smile on her face,
Waiting for summer vacation
The style of drinking the pan of grandmother's hand,
We had felt the heat stroke,
...
खड़े सब कतार में, देख कतार लंबी आई,
अन्न खाए मंत्री, तरसे खाय किसान,
जहां जाती सब एकही मांगे, बिन देत काहे होत
जब देख सब मांगता दिखात,
...
Everyone standing in the queue, see the queue is long,
The minister eats food, the farmer craves,
Wherever everyone goes, everyone asks for the same thing, without giving why
When everyone shows begging
...
The book of the world is not read, it is the world that teaches,
It seems that a great master would have told the meaning,
Once upon a time grew up in the lap, was standing in the courtyard
As long as it was in the pot, there was daily worship
...
सुना है लोग कतरे से खुश हैं,
समुंदर की चाह नही,
जीने की तलब है,
जीने की गुहार नही करना,
...
Heard people are happy with shreds,
I don't want the sea
urge to live,
Don't beg to live
...
Amazing love, amazing body,
Whomever was brought on the path of reformation,
Saw a big tree growing from the sky,
Seeing salmon, the cost was wrongly seen,
...
'चांद सा चेहरा तेरा मोती से आंख
मुस्कराहट मदिरा जैसा मुस्कुराए तो फिदा सारा संसार'
वो सुन मेरी हीरिए सुन जरा सोनिए
...
Many days, months, years passed
I am the night that does not pass
The party felt lonely
Let me feel my presence in him,
...
Student of class 12 Central hindu boys school (CHBS) banaras hindu University (BHU) Varanasi Anant yadav anyanant is a literary journalist whose poem on human behavior and public policy what the things happening around us, about a teenager, a old parents, a poor people, have appeared in amar ujala newspaper, hindishahitya.org, and poemhunter.com and it's English version submit for Olympia publisher London helped. To discuss his work, he has appeared on amarujala and.apni zhalak ye zindagi The Unthinkable, Book publish on Amazon blueroseone publication. For more reading you search on these websites Poem hunter.com Hindisahitya.org Amarujalakavya.com For any query contact us anyanant7115@gmail.com)
क्यों न पहले अपने आप पर लिखूं?
यूं अनंत लिखने बैठा तो सोचता क्या लिखूं?
क्या हसीना की अदावों पे लिखूं या वतन पे लिखूं,
या दिखी तस्वीर किसी भूखे बिलकते पे लिखूं
या मरते जवान और किसानों पे लिखूं,
या प्रेम में पड़े आशिक पर लिखूं
घर से विदा दहेज से मरी बेटी पे लिखूं,
नालायक बेपरवाह औलाद पर लिखूं
या बलात्कारी जल्लाद पर लिखूं।
सोचता हूं लिख दूं किसी रिश्वतखोर पर,
फिर क्यों न ज़ालिम सरकार पर लिखूं,
कसूरवार किसे मानू,
इस पाखंड प्रेमी युगल को,
या नेता के अभिमान को।
फीर जब ऐसी ही बात है,
हूं तो मैं भी इस खेल का हिस्सा,
तो सोचता हूं 'अनंत' क्यों न पहले अपने आप पर लिखूं।
BY: ANANT YADAV
( Author of Book Apni zhalak ye zindagi)