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Sher-0-Shayari...(5)

1.
Kehkahe to khoob laga chal diye wo beraham,
Nazrein mili is aashiq se,to barf ho gaye wo beshram,
Ruh fana ho jaaye aisi halat to nahi is majnu ki,
Meri aankhon me apna aks dekha hoga,lazmi hai sharmidgi is kaajal ki.

2.
kaagaz par likhe hai kaside teri aashiqui main,
Dil par jheli hai saleebein teri judai ke,
chunwa di teri muhabbat ki ibarat apni kabr ke pathar par,
aur kya kahoon,bas aapki hi kami thi is khaksaar ke zanaaze par.

3.
Maulik hai zabaan sirf nadaan ki,
Sharif hai niyat kewal mausikhi ki taan ki,
Aala hota hai bas vah ghar jisme ho shaur-e-raham,
Ibadat vahi hoti hai sahi,jisme banda de de khuda ko apne sab karam.

4.
Khanabadosh ho gaya hai dil ek arse se,
Jang-e-aashiqui ladte ladte nasoor ho gaya hai wo zakhm aapki jaanib se,
Teri taarif bhi ab lagti hai anjaani si,
Laila majnu ki dastaan bhi ab lagti hai ek kori kahaani si.

5.
Ja rahi hai Jannat chhod is duniya ki ibarat,
Lalach na kar ab uska,dil khol neki kar,na kar hizarat
Asharfiyan barsi thi akbar ki jaanib,jab raham usne diya khai…

Swaraj...

Rakt-Ranjit hai ye path jo liye chala hoon aaj,
Ubal raha wo agnipath jiska marham hai sirf swaraj,
Chahun oor shor hai is vedna ka bharsak,
Karna ho ya chakshu,sabhi ko bhed rahi is kalah ki ye kasak.

Sammohan se bahar nikla hai aaj wo yuvaaon ka praneta,
Vikiran se shudh ho gaya hai man,jo sabhi karmo ki hai nayya kheta.

Sirmour tha jo us hinsak yug ka,
Trahi-trahi kar raha wo,drut kuchale bhar raha wo,kayar kahi ka!
Dekh-jaan aamokhas ka ye sangharsh,
Harshit ho megh bhi barsa rahe amrit aaj barbas.

Palayan kar rahe dar kar ve bahri pakheru bhi,
Kahi ye jan-aandhi le na ude apne bhanwar me unhe bhi.

Sabhi bandishon ki dor kaat aaj unmukt uda hoon,
Kataar ab kewal fasal kaategi,maarkat bahut saha hoon,
Man me harshit hoon,is kodh se pa mukti,
Koi aur punah dooshit na kar de is ganga ko,lagani hogi aisi sanyukti.

Bhini-bhini khushbu hai aati is aadra zamin ki maati se,
Gaurvanvit hokar choudi hui hai ye chaati,aaj swaraaj ki dhaati se.

Tasteless Concoction of rhyme...

Salt

I tasted! Something`s amiss I thought,
Right I was,the porridge was bland,eggs I never bought,
Pearls from my head fell in a heap,Spice Box!Ah Yes!! I went and brought,
Mouth was already foul,pungent spices left my eyes in a rot.

From India with love was the cry of the spices thence,
Which spice would correct the porridge,was the confusion hence,
A pinch here,an ounce there! the porridge grew restless and murky,
I had all the spices galore,the incumbent salt on the table eyed me all smirky.

Still my experiment continued in full steam and spice,
A leaf of coriander,a dash of cardemom was the last throw of the dice,
The chilli powder went unabated,chaat masala meeting the concourse,
Ginger,garlic thought themselves to be wise,stayed away from the seething discourse.

The porridge was now in coma,a state of no return and anarchy,
The mish-mash now an angry scarlet,all botched up and spicy,
Salt! I recalled!! the white devil was the powder I never pasted,
Dash It! I gave away the useless concoction,m…