Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Meraa Aangan

क्या आज भी मेरे आँगन में 
वो ठंडी हवाएं चलती हैं ?
इक नेह की बदली छाती है 
रिश्तों की बेलें उगती हैं?

होती थी सुकून की यूँ बारिश, 
सपनों की कलियाँ खिलती थीं।  
दिल सराबोर हो जाता था ,
लहरों पे लहरें उठती थीं। 

सादा था पर सच्चाई थी, 
हर रिश्ते में गहराई थी।  
संतुष्टि की उस हरीतिमा पर ,
खुशियों की अरुणाई थी। 

नहीं धूप कहीं तीखी चुभती ,
बस ठंडी मीठी छाया थी।  
वहां पर देवों का  साया था, 
या आँगन की ही गरिमां थी। 

क्या अब भी वहां पर वैसे ही
 सपनों के गुलशन खिलते हैं? 
उन्मुक्त हंसी ,चंचल बचपन, 
के जैसे मोती मिलते हैं?

हाँ नहीं वो घर न वो आँगन ,
पर ज़मीं वहां की आज भी है।  
उस ज़मीं की स्नेहिल गोदी में,
 मेरा विश्वास आज भी है। 
  
शायद अब भी उस आँगन में, 
वो ठंडी हवाएं चलती हैं। 
दिल बाग़ बाग़ हो जाता है, 
जब यादें करवट लेती हैं। 








30 comments :

  1. What prompted this nostalgia trip, Indu? Whatever it was, it is a lovely poem, so full of yearning and longing. 'Saada thaa par sachhai thi,
    Har rishte mein gehraayi thi' -- loved the lines.

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    1. Zephyr your praise is very reassuring-you have really made my day!

      Even i don't know how i just slipped back to old times & these thoughts came gushing forth.Thanks again,my friend!

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  2. itni sunder aur marmsparshi kavita me comment karna is waqt thoda mushkil hai Indu ji

    bas itna kah sakti hoon ----dil ko chhoo liya aur aankhe nam ho gayee


    abbki baras bhej bhaiya ko babul sawan me lijo bulaye re

    ki yaad aa gayee

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  3. Rajni this is the best compliment i ever got-thanks a trillion.
    Nostalgia is such-it touches the heart.
    Love n hugs.

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  4. It is very rare that I understand poetry.This one I did.
    It's superb

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    1. Chowla jee thanks for your continued support,it encourages me.

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  6. Ah, Induji! Nostalgia at its best "Dil baag baag ho jaata hai jab yaadein karvat leti hain" Same is the case with me, ditto :)

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    1. I was so pleased to see that you identify with my emotions-thank you Arti.
      Love n blessings!

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  7. Beautiful, just beautiful. Ending verse will stay with me for a long time.

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  8. Praise from a poetess of your standing? Just what i need !

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  9. Beautiful poem..ati sundar..

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  10. Beautiful and nostalgic :)
    Hugs
    Deepa

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  11. Lovely poetry Indu! A perfect ode to the cold breeze:)

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  12. @Renu @Deepa @RahulThanks a lot for commending my efforts--i am beginning to believe i can write poetry !
    All you dear bloggers have made me very happy-bless you!

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  13. HI Induji,
    What a fantastic poem - it reminded me my family house - where I and my cousins used to play cricket when we were kids ......
    Fantastic Induji - Thanks for sharing !!
    I am now a proud follower of your blog
    Regards
    Bhavikk shah
    www.bhavikkshah.blogspot.in

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  14. HI Induji,
    What a fantastic poem - it reminded me my family house - where I and my cousins used to play cricket when we were kids ......
    Fantastic Induji - Thanks for sharing !!
    I am now a proud follower of your blog
    Regards
    Bhavikk shah
    www.bhavikkshah.blogspot.in

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  16. Bhavik welcome aboard!
    I am indebted to you for this cute & encouraging comment,thanks a lot!

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