Martyr Poetry

Rakh kar tere hatho me mera dil

Nikal gaya tha me desh ki seva me

Ae ma mujhko maaf kar dena

tujhse jyada desh ka hogaya tha me

Bohot yaad aati thi maa mujhko teri

Jab us barfile virane me bhi

Dushmano se ladna pad jata tha

Kahi baar waha goliyon se bhi jyada

Kudrat ka maar sehna pad jata tha

Ghabra jata tha me jab dushmano

Ki goli sharir ke kisi ang se chir kar nikal jati

Nazron ke samne aa jata wo chehra tera

Jab teri wo nazren mere challi hue sharir ko dekhkar ro pad jati

Par tu fikar math karna maa

Dekhna meri is kurbani se desh ke kitne log aaj surakshit jee rahe honge

Meri banduk se nikli har un goliyon se

Aaj kahi parivaar sukun se apne gharon me so rahe honge

Sina garv se ful raha tha mera maa

Jab jang me thoda thoda kar mera jaan nikla jaa raha tha

Sharir desh ki mithi ki aur jhukta jaa raha tha

Aur aathma...

Aathma aasman me lehrate 

Tirange ke rango me rangta ja raha tha

Kaise bayan karu un palon ko shabdo me maa

Tu toh sab samajhti hai

Jab tujhe akhiri bar alvida kahe ja raha tha

Usi waqt me tujhse alag chuka tha maa

Tu toh sab jaanti hai

Yaad rakh na meri baaton ko mere jaane ke baad

Ki mere desh ki zarurat hu me

Teri ankhon ka moti bayan hu me

Mujhko dekh kar yu tut na jana maa

Kyu ki is bharat maa ka shahid jawan hu me

Wo bhi kya waqt tha

Wo bhi kya waqt tha

Jab dil ka jazbaa

Hoonton pe aa tapakta tha

Mann me jo gussa hota tha

Wo chehre par aa dikhta tha

Khushi mano chand par poch gaya ho

Jab pehli bar mene chalna sikha tha

Na girne ka dar tha

na jalne ka khauf hua karta tha

Jaha chahu chal diya karta tha

Kahi par bhi apne hath rakh diya karta tha

Na shabdon ka koi gyaan tha

Na jhoot se pehchan hua tha

Jise jo chahu keh diya karta tha

Jider jab chahu so jaya karta tha

Koi nadaan samaj kar maaf kar deta tha

Toh koi shaitan bol kar mann hi mann gaali de diya karta tha

Jise jo samajna tha samaj jata tha

Me toh masumiyat ke chadar me lipta hua tha

mujhko kya farak pad jata tha

Na thakta tha na rukhta tha

Jisse jo chahu ro kar manva diya karta tha

Wo bhi kya waqt tha...

Wo bhi kya waqt tha

Jab din kaafi lamba hua karta tha

Aur raat sapno ke mithas me doob jaya karta tha

Wo bhi kya waqt tha jab Ek hi thali me maa 

Hum bhai behen ko khana khila diya karti thi

Bhooton ki kahani bata kar

Hume raat ko sula diya karti thi

Tabhi akelepan ki bhi kabhi chinta nahi rehti thi

Me toh khilono se bhi baatein kar liya karta tha

Na hi apne niwalon ki kabhi fikar rahi mujhe

Me toh padosiyon ke thali ke aage bhi shaan se beth jaya karta tha

Na dosti samajme aati thi 

Na nafrat dikhayi deta tha

Jo sath khelta tha

Wo hi apna yaar hojata tha

Na dharam se parichay hua tha

Na jaati ka koi samaj tha

Jo pehle bowling karta tha

Wo hi apna bhai ban jata tha

Wo bhi kya waqt tha...

Wo bhi kya waqt tha...

Stand above the rejection

I woke up today

From the bed of nails

I heard demons mourn

When i walk under the hails

I jumped off the sky

My fears to scale

Now there is new river

Trimming my vale

I have learned to detonate

All the bombs of the hate

Still i could not regulate

The courses of my fate

I have strengthened my faith

No matter how much i fail

I'm all equipped to sail

Beyond the pale

Now there is no more smell of agitation

It's time to stand above the rejection

You drown me into the sea

I will rise up from the fires

You bind with the chains beneath

I will break the church spires

My shoulders have suffered

And my life is awful and dire

Still there is no height i can see

That i could not aspire

To all the wounds you gave me with the knife

I am gonna respond with gunfire

Hear me from all the senses you have

Today I declared this in prior

It's my life, my fucking life

And I am the only squire...

Now there is no more smell of agitation

It's time to stand above the rejection

Friendship day poetry

Nasha bottle me nahi

Sath jami mehfil me hoti hai

Kya kaha hai buzurgon ne

Jo kaha hai khoob kaha hai

Nasha bottle me nahi

Sath jami mehfil me hoti hai

Aur wo mehfil hi kya jami

Jaha yaaro ka chutiyappa na ho

Dhalte din ko

Tune yun sambhala

Haar kar bhi

Me nahi haara

Yaar tune dosti ka

Ek naya sambak

Sikha dala

Yaad hai mujhe abhi wo din

Jaha ek hi pen se hum apna exam paper bhar diya karte the

Na pass hone ki khushi rehti thi

Na fail hone ka gham hua karta tha

Yaad hai mujhe abhi wo din

Jab class me hum sath me late aya karte the

Dusro ko notes ki chinta rehti thi

Aur hume last bench pe betne ki

Yaad hai mujhe abhi wo din

Jab ek hi ladki ke piche hum dono lage rehte the

Teri bhabhi, teri bhabhi bolte bolte

Wo kab hum dono ki bhabhi hogayi pata hi nahi chala

Raste pe mile the hum dono anjaan ki tarah

Chalte chalte Kab itna gehra hogaya rishta humara pata hi nahi chala

Dhalte din ko

Tune yun sambhala

Haar kar bhi

Me nahi haara

Yaar tune dosti ka

Ek naya sambak

Sikha dala

Yaad hai mujhe abhi wo din

Jab canteen me khana kha kar hum

Ek dusre ki aur dekha karte the

Manager ko bill ki chinta rehti thi

Aur hume waha se chupchap satak ne ki

Yaad hai mujhe wo sare naam

Jis se hum apne class ke teachers ko bulaya karte the

Yaad hai mujhe wo saare din 

Jab hum class bunk marke tapri ke chai pine jaya karte the

Haseen the wo pal jo humne ek ek kar sath jode hai

Haseen hai humari dosti jo naadani ke beej se pali hai

Yaad rahegi mujhe hamesha wo wafadari ki sari kasmein

Jo tune bina khaye nibhaye hain

Yaad rahegi logo ko humari dosti hamesha

Jo bina kisi swarth ke hamesha sath rahe hai

Bas aaj ke din ek baat kehna chahtu hu yaar

Jo hamesha kehta aya hu tujhse

Chutiya hai tu aur chutiya hi rahega

Agar bhul bhul gaya ho toh yaad kar lena ye baat firse.