Gokul Mathura and Barsana
than Dwarika and the whole universe
at the end
O matchless beauty!
...
The silence rules me these days
For someone has stolen my words
my laughs
my screams
...
मेरी कविता मेरी ग़जल से निकल के
आगोश में आजा हवा सी मचल के
जो गुजरा है तेरी बांहों में एक पल
वो इक पल साथ देगा दिन अजल के
...
अजब आलम है जीना औ' मरना एक जैसा है
मोहब्बत को समझना ना समझना एक जैसा है
तबस्सुम पर मेरे कोई कहानी ना बना लेना
...
Can you perish your need
For flesh and blood and heed
No love for paradise? Lust
O'hear only is the mover of the wheel
...
रक्तिम गुलाब की दो पंखुड़ियाँ
एक होकर
गालो पर दस्तखत कर गयी
अकस्मात्
...
Irom!
I miss you in me
(I was born like Irom
Alas! I could not live like her.)
...
बादलों का चांद पर पहरा हुआ है
रात का रंग आज कुछ गहरा हुआ है
द्वार पर ठिठके हुए हैं नींद के पद
...
खिलोनों के लिए, भाई से लड़ना याद आता है
बिना दीवार वाला घर का अंगना याद आता है
छुपाती है मेरी बीवी बचत चावल के डिब्बे में
...
छौने सी उछलती
नन्ही चुलबुली लड़की
उसकी कुलांचे देखकर लगता है
कि ये ब्रह्माण्ड,
...
आज साँझ
जब क्षितिज पर
कपासी बादलों को
टुकड़े टुकड़े होकर
...
प्यास मुझे अब गाली है
मेरा सागर खाली है
प्यार कहाँ और धोखा क्या
दुनियाँ देखी भाली है
...
मुस्काते मिल जाते हैं
गम खाते मिल जाते हैं
खुशियाँ दुःख के ठेलों पे
तुलवाते मिल जाते हैं
...
हम एक जिंदगी हार गए
ना डूबे ना उस पार गए
हम अपनी धुन में रहते थे
ना सुनते थे बस कहते थे
...
बाँहो मे चंदन तन महके
खुशबू से घर आँगन महके
सूने आँगन वाले घर में
अब पायल की छम छम महके
...
चिड़ियाँ रोती है गाती है
ये किसको दर्द सुनाती है
आंसू को छुपाये पलकों में
कविता गाती मुस्काती है
...
ये कागज़ मेरी कहानी बताता है
मेरा ग़म मेरी रवानी बताता है
कितना भोला है मासूम बेचारा दिल
...
तेरे आँचल से इक बच्चे सा लिपट जाऊं मैं
ए कुदरत क्यों न अब तुझ में समा जाऊं मैं
कि रुसवा हो गया हूँ जमाने की मुहब्बत में
...
About Lalit Kaira: - Born in hills of kumoun as an illfated one to wander in this world to seek something. what? ? ? ? ? ? don't know..... There are no many things about my life when I awoke and tried to find something I found myself ignorant even about myself. No specific conclusion is drawn and running for something. Lastly this man, Lalit Kaira is still in quest of himself so knows nothing now to describe himself except he loves mountains, rivers, bugyals(grasslands) , pain, what he has lost and Hamlet. Rest when I found the answers. Course of life: - Born to Mr Tara Singh And Mrs Tara Devi in april 1985 and by a ritual named Lal Singh later the mother changed it as Lalit Kaira. I was educated in a primary village school where I learnt how to bunk class to taste KILMODA & HISALU (kinds of wild fruits of some shrubs) . Not only the taste the colour of those juicy plumps fascinated me but made me brave also and I didn't think about the furious and haunting stick of our GURUJI(The teacher) . As a student I did nothing that could strike your attention since I was busy in wandering in meadows and dense forests, kissing fresh morning breeze and freshening cool evening streams and spent my days in the moonlit light near Gagaas (A local river) and days in a garden where I could also devour mangoes and pears. I enjoyed a lot and my heart was full of emotions and strange sentiments brimming over and I was panic to express myself because no one was there to listen me patiently then I turned to paper and really I found paper is more patient than human being...... contd.....)
Barsana
Gokul Mathura and Barsana
than Dwarika and the whole universe
at the end
O matchless beauty!
If my life is compared to painting
Barsana is the colour of that painting
Gokul-Mathura is the skeleton
and Dwarika.....
Dwarika is the perfectness of the the artist
and this universe is of the art.
Gokul-Mathura are my limbs
Dwarika my brain
and I myself am the Universe
but Barsana-
Barsana is my heart
and you are the heartbeat
that's why you were in Barsana
not in Dwarika
you were in my heart.
Today, I chanced upon a poem by Lalit Kaira and was extremely impressed by the depth of his expression. Then I moved on to a couple of other poems written by this gifted poet. I can say that It was a wonderful experience reading his outstanding poetry. He writes exceedingly well in Hindi as well as in English. I wish him all the very best.