Saturday, March 23, 2013

एक और चाह...

कुछ और पा लेने की ये चाह क्या है 
जिंदगी में एक और नयी कमी का ये एहसास क्या है 
क्या ये कमी मन की बस एक छोटी चाह है 
या पर कटे परिंदों की एक नयी उड़ान है 
हो सकती है ये चाह किसी मंजिल की राह नयी
जिंदगी को फिर से हो मंजूर भटकना कहीं
क्या ये चाह है एक और नया निर्माण  
या एक बुझ चुके जीवन का एक नया प्राण 
क्या इसमें मुझे एक बार फिर से जलना होगा 
एक नए तरीके से खुद को बदलना होगा 
इस एक और चाह का क्या है कोई अंत
जिंदगी में कहाँ से लाऊं एक और नया संकल्प
कैसी है ये चाह, अबुझ और अथाह  
कहीं हैं इसके बुझने की कोई आस 
क्या इसे भी कह दूं घुटन, अकुलाहट और मजबूरी 
रख दूँ उन कामनाओं में जो नहीं हो सकीं कभी पूरी 
या इसको भी बहलाऊँ देकर एक नया आश्वासन 
क्या फर्क पड़ जायेगा अगर एक बार और टूट जायेगा ये मन 

© राकेश कुमार  March 2013

Monday, March 11, 2013

Happy B'day to my wife...

She is my love, she is my life
She is sweet and she is kind
She is my wife.
She is always there when I need
And even after my so many demand
She is always smiling never worried
Always calm & in self command
Sometime I feel how lucky I am
When she support and make me stand
Today is her birthday thirty
And even after years we are together
She still holds her inner strength & beauty
Today I wish her happy Birthday
She should always be happy & cheerful
That's what every moment I pray
She always rules my heart
Wish I could give her many stars
She gets all the pleasures life has store
I wish she has such birthday thousands more

© Rakesh Kumar Mar. 2013

Monday, March 04, 2013

Autobiography of a liar...

The path I choose is not by choice
The words I say is not my voice
The goals I aspire are not my desire
I am a liar, I am a liar, I am liar

The problem I share is not what I deal
I write many pages but it doesn't reveal
The way I look is not how I feel
Whatever I do it doesn't appeal
How much I cure my wound won't heal

My presence is not where I want to be
The argument I accept, I never agree
You cant imagine the weight I carry
Though I am unchained but never free

Many people to me are very near
And whom I consider very dear
Yet I walk surrounded by fears
And I keeps on cry without any tear
Thus I passed my life's years

My living is without any motive
Though I am fit, healthy and active
I don't have any thing to give
What to define my life and how I live
My living is waste never to forgive

© Rakesh Kumar March 2013