Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Mera ghar aa gaya hai

Tumse baat kar yahi khatam
Mujhe apni manzil paana hai
Falak par chaand aa gaya hai
Daada, mera ghar aa gaya hai

Tumhari lori sunn so gaya tha
Ab jagaa do mujhe
Mera sapna naaz pa gaya hai
Amma, mera ghar aa gaya hai

Khushi ke sau pal diye
Jab Moujo par kashti sawaar thi
Leher manzil bata gaya hai
Alvida Dost, mera ghar aa gaya hai

Manzil par khada hu
Tanha sa, akela sa
Tere dar par ye jannat pa gaya hai
Mera ghar aa gaya hai

Tu apna le aaj
Sab zanjeer tod aaya hu
Malik, Tere ghar ko apna keh kar
Apna ghar chhod aaya hu..

Tu jahan
Wahi mera aashiyaan
Zindagi ka maqsad pa gaya hai
Banda Tere ghar aa gaya hai
Lo, Mera ghar aa gaya hai

5 comments:

  1. Nice one - wonderful poetic sense and the poem - makes one flow in the thoughts. A tinge of blue in white.

    About the thought -

    Manzil hai tera dil
    Malik ka ghar hai wahi
    Dhund ley to wo manzil
    Jana tujhey kahi nahi

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  2. Coolll!! The first time I read it, it went about two feet above my head. I actually see it passing by!

    Then, I read it again. Beautiful.

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  3. boss guru ho yaar aap, never imagined you have a blog ... and its a good one ... I must say... I'm just a new born baby in this blogosphere ... help me out wid my blog ... and your blog rocks ....

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  4. @Sanil: Thanks for Appending... It's beautiful... just in flow with my thought...

    @Sudip: To be precise it is for my Guru, and this poem signifies the ultimate encounter with God... after death... and it's your Guru who takes you there... the poem hints at just one idea, that u have to go to your real home, every thing else is Maya :D

    @Sunny: Thanks for dropping in. You say you are a novice.. but trust me, nobody wud believe that.
    Keep Writing, Keep inspiring :)

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  5. Didnt get much...probably ull need to explain me(u knw my hindi)..but seems u have written something very deep and something worth praising..sub itni tarif jo kar rahe hain...kya baat hain nice poem yamini;)

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