A Tamasha Of Indian Poets, A Poem In Hindi Poem by Ravi Kopra

ye kavita ka mela hai, kitna sundar swehla hai
kabhi Haq sahib aa jaatay hain, dus-pandra
ek se ek oonchi apni kavita jhaD jatay hain

aur kabhi koee upday-wupday walay aa jaatay hain
apni hindi k mohabbati doay lagaey jaatay hain
dus-pandra nahi, beesoN, teeson, pachasoN turant turant doay

phir kisi sharma-varma k kya kehnay
updesh pe updesh diyay jaatay hain
kuch kami nahin inki unkay paas
unkay updeash kaafloN jaisay aatay hain

aap kabhi poorvi head-master ji ko na bhoolaiN
bhool gaye bhi to vo tumain yaad karvatay rehtay hain
k vo kitnay mahaan kavi hain
unki har baat main bhagwaan bhaagtay aatay hain

aur apnay 'Ravi' ki to kuch baat hi nahin
bechara kabhi kabhi dil lagi ki ek kavita likh jaata hai
aur is melay main aa kar apna dil behlata hai