Kisan The Poem Poem by Mandeep Chahal

Nikla tha ummeed lekar gharse....
Sukhi zamee pe m baitha kabse..
Na Jane kab ambar barse..
Bheegi meri nazar tarse...
Barso mehnat k baad meri ummeed choot rhi h..
Amiron ki shatranj saltanat ki bhuk mujhe loot rhi h..
Ab to ye aasman ye barsaat b sath apne na rhe..
Halat to halat h ab to sath bhi apne sapne na rhe..
Hari pattiyo ko rang badlta dekhta hu.
m to pagal hu firse sapne dekhta hu..
Sochta hu kya PTA desh badal hi jaye..
Lakho neta me se ek Gandhi nikal hi aaye..
Abki baar bhaav b ache fasal b theek h.
Krta hu aakhri koshish mujhe ummeed h.
Paisa mila khusi mili ghar chala gya...
Apni bachi se aakhir aankh mila gya..
kal sara karz chuka dunga..
Apni bachi ka basta b la dunga..
Byaz pr byaz se meri sari pungi mar gyi.
Meri bachi ki padhne ki khwais b Bhuj gyi.
Kuch nhi h paas hai khali hath mere...
Le chala gharse aaj rassi sath mere..
Socha aakhri hasi dekta chalu..
Apni bachi k sar hath rakhta chalu..
Najane kaise sab samajhti h.
Wo muskate huye kehti h.
jo khud bhuka rhkr dusro ko khilaye wo bhagwan hai.
Mujhe garv h mera baap ek kisan h.

Mera hosla ek bar firse uth chalta h.
Daldal me dasne ko fir mann krta h..
Lekin rassi to fir b sath le jata hu..
Apni bachi ko jhula jhulata hu..
Akhir m bhi ek anndata ek bhagwan hu..
Mehnat kr pathar ka bna m ek kisan hu..