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Shrivastva MK Apr 2018
Waqt bhi kitna khubhsurat hai ,
Aate jaate logon ki duniya ujaad deta hai .
Kehte hain waqt saare ghav bhar deta hai ,
Asliyat tou ye hai waqt dard ke saath jeena sikha deta hai .

Do pal ki hai ye zindagani ,
Na do kisi ki ankhiyon mein paani.
Jo lamhein hain chaliye muskurakar bita le,
Jaane kal zindagi kaun se mod par lakar khada kar de .

Kya pta kal saanse hi tham gayi ** ,
Kitna bhi pakad lo .
Fisalta jaroor hai ,
Ye waqt ki fitrat hai yaaro badalta jaroor hai.

Band ghadi bhi din mein do baar sahi samay btati hai,
Man se na haarna aye dost meri tumse gujarish hai .
Maidan se haara dubara jeet sakta hai ,
Man ke haare haar hai man ke jeete jeet hai .

Waqt kahega har baar main lautkar na aaunga,
Khuda Jaane wo hasayega ya rulayega.
Waqt har chiz ki parakh sikha hai jaata ,
Kisi ke khatir ek pal bhi nahi hai theharta.

Waqt ne kisi ko jina sikhaya hai,
Waqt ne sach ka aaina dikhaya hai,
Waqt ka azuba dekho yaaro,
Kisi ko raja tou kisi ko rank banaya hai,

Waqt ne hamara ahamiyat btaya hai,
Waqt ne hume kaanto pr chlna sikhaya hai,
Jisne bhi waqt ko gale lagaya hai,
Use waqt ne us aasmaa jaisi uchai pr pahuchaya hai,

Kitni azeeb baat hai,
Waqt se din waqt se raat hai,
Aaj shaam hai tou kal savera bhi hoga,
Success bhi milegi aur danka bhi bajega,

Waqt ki ahamiyat ko jo log bhul jate hai,
Ant me sirf whi log aansoo bahate hai,
Rote hua es duniya me aate hai,
Vyarth jivan jikar rote hue chale jate hai....✍


Collaboration  by Manish Shrivastva  and Sonia Paruthi
Dharmendra Kumar Jan 2021
Aacha hai  ab nahi aate **
Vakt bhi bewafa hai
Hota hai to sath hote **
Nahi hita hai to khilaaf hote **

Samay badalta hai
cyn Sep 16
ye jo ghoomte hain,
baat baant kar jaise unka kehna kisi ki zindagi sanwar dega—
kyun lagta hai inhe ki ye jaante hain
mujhe ya tujhe,
kaise rakhte ye soch ki bayan karni hai hamari zindagiyan?

kareebi hoh tabhi samajh aaye—
kyun bolna, kisi ke baare mein is tarah,
jab samajhne ko kehkar bhi, na samajh paaye?
toh galti tumhari,
ki usme bhi maine hi tumhare khwaab churaaye?

chor nahin main—
patthar dil kyun kehte?
itna sab kuch jab soch hi liya hai,
toh phir kyun saath rehte?

ek baat karne se pehle chaar dafa sochte hoh,
aur dohrane se pehle baatein badal dete hoh—
tum kyun aise muh modte?

baatein buri lagti hain,
kabhi galtiyaan bhi hoh jaati hain;
sirf kehne ke liye nahi kehti—
lekin jab sunne ko aati hai koi aisi baat
jo sahi nahin, jo hoh hi nahi sakti,
mann karta hai saamne jaake, haath pakad ke bol doon:
"mehsoos kar sakte **? hai insaaniyat?
kon *** mai? dikhti kyu nahi?"


mat kaho jo tumhe lagta hai hoga sach—
jab tak yakeen nahi,
sirf main, aur meri chhoti si duniya jaanne waale hi sahi;
mat kaho kuch bhi—
jo kehne aaye the, woh sab pehle sun kar, samajh kar,
hassne ke saath taalkar,
maine aankhon mein dekh liya.

dard usko hota hai jise aadat na hoh;
zariya uska badalta hai jiske paas taqat na hoh.
mujhe nahi pata main kaisi, kaun aur kyun tere liye;
kuch kehna nahi —
bas, agar kabhi teri maujoodgi mujhse chhin jaye,
toh jaakar wapas unhi galiyon mein — jhoot na bolna.
kon hai ye log?
kya zaruri, jaise inki baatien adhuri?

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