Sundar hai syaahi(ink) teri ya sundar mere ye alfaz hain
Teri srishti ki sundrata mere eshware badi hi bemishal hai
Na soch sakti thi jiske bare me eise eise rango se tere is brhmand ka ye nikhar hai
Pedo par rahne wale patte or pedo se girte sukhe patte jisme nahi kahin samanta ka saar hai
Fir bhi jivan bagiya ki woo bahut badi mishal hai
Pedo k patte hare hare se jisme jivan ka ullas hai Sukhe patton se,
nikla jivan or mano ulti udi bayar hai
Ek me jivan ramta duje ko jivan se na pyar hai
Kuchh dhoo rahe jivan ka bhar, koi mang rahe udhdhar hai
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Hare patte haste sukhe patto par kintu unhe kahan ye khayal hai..
Ek din haal bhi unka ye hi hoga jise giraye ye bayar(hawa)hai
Parivartan hi hai jivan ka niyam kahan kisi ka bhi ek hi tarah ka haal hai
So tu prani kar samarpit jivan sabki sewa me ye hi samay ki mang hai
Badh aage kar sewa or paa le punya dhan jab tak tujhme harra singar hai
(Yahan jhad me Patton se manushya ki umra se tulna ki hai hai)
Sukhi Patti Hari Patti (Dry Leaves Green Leaves) प्रकृति के दो रूपों के प्रतीकात्मक आधार पर आपने जीवन की धूप-छाँव का सुन्दर वर्णन किया है. बहुत बहुत धन्यवाद, बहन.
Ji bhai Jivan me kuchh varshoi me San badlta rahta hai yahan take ki hamara Sharif tak samyanusar apna swaroop badalta rahta hai...bahut bahut dhanywd bhai is kavita ko pasand karke uspar etane bariki se dhyan diya or comment diye
A superb poem. It describes the changes in our lives through nature around us. Thanks for sharing.
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A refined poetic imagination, Pushpa p parjiea. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.