Salone Piyaa

Mere piyaa sanwale salone hain,
       We bal buddhi aur guno ki khaan.
Aur mere is shareer ke kaleje hain.
       Salone piyaa mere dil ke raja hain.
Priy kyon na hon?
       Kyonki Shriram,Shrikrishna bhi to sanwale the.
Piya ko dekhkar main kho ati hoon is kadar,
       Ki unke manmohak roop se hattee hi nahi meri najar.
Suhagrat ko jab unse meri bhent huee to,
       Main unhe dekhte hi anandvibhor huee.
Unkee meethee meethee baton se mujhe maadak ehsaas hone lagaa,
       Aur main unke sparsh se hi madhosh ho gayee.
Kaise kahoon ki wo pal bhi jaise thahar gaya tha,
       Us raat pyar ka rang bhi gahraa tha.
Us raat main tan man se unke prati samarpit thi,
       Kyonki main hoon unki ardhaanginee.
Saat janmon ka unka mujhse rishta hai,
       Isliye main hoon unki jeevansanginee.
Main ishwar se hamesha prarthna karti hoon ki,
       We hamesha jindagee ke har mod par kamyab hon.
Wo hamesha khush rahein aur safltaa unke kadam choome.
       Kyonki unki haar mein meri haar,
Unki jeet mein meri jeet hai.
       Main unhe apni aakhon ke saamne,
Jindagee bhar sahi salaamat chaahtee hoon.
       Bhale hi uske liye,
Mujhe apni jindagee kurbaan karni pade.
       Maine ki hain kaee galtiyaan,
Jise unhone hanskar ansunaa kiya hai.
       Mujhe apnaa jeevansathi mankar mere,
Berang jeevan ko rangeen banaa diya hai.
       Ishwar se main yahi prarthnaa karti hoon ki,
Hamaaraa paawan rishta janmon janmon tak amar rahe.
       Prasann ho vidhata mujhpar itnaa ki,
Meri maang ka sindoor hameshaa ujaagar rahe.

Hindi Shayrees

Hey ishwar, aap to hain karunanidhan.
Jo jag mein rakhte hain sabkaa dhyaan.
Mere is hriday mein aap sadaa waas kijiye,
Banke mere shareer ke praan.

Aap meri jindagi mein khushiyon ki bahaar lekar aaye hain.
Jiske bina jhulas rahi thi meri rooh wo fuhaar lekar aaye hain.
Naseeb hota hai jo kisee kisee khushnaseeb ko,
Meri jindagee mein wo mahktaa aseem pyaar lekar aaye hain.

Lataaon ki ot se prakat huye aise Raam.
Prakate ho chandra jaise meghon ko hataake.
Naino ki dagar Siyaa rakhe Ram,
Kare Prarhnaa palak giraake.
Lakshminarayan awaak aise dekh rahe,
Mile the kahaan ab mile kahaan aake.

Jaise nadee parvat se nikaltee hai aur parvat mein hi samaa jati hai.
Jaise muskuraahat hothon se nikaltee hai aur dil mein samaa jati hai.
Usi tarah aapka pyaar mere rom-rom mein samaayaa huaa hai.
Mujhe rah rahkar aapki bahut yaad aati hai.

Sangeet wah swar hai jo hriday se nikaltaa hai.
Pyaar se chhoone par to patthar bhi pighaltaa hai.
Ai khudaa mujhse kisi ka dil na toote,
Kyonki toote dil ka jakham sirf pyaar ke marham se bhartaa hai.

Roj ham unse apne pyaar ka ikraar karne jaate hain.
Lekin unki maasoomiyat ko dekhkar ham laut aate hain.
Unse beintahaan pyaar karte hain ham,
Dil ki yahi baat ham unse  chhipaate hain.

Dosti ki shuruaat hoti hai par ant nahi hota.
Jiske dil mein pyaar na ho wo insaan nahi hota.
Agar is jahaan mein sabko sachchaa pyar naseeb hota,
To kiseeka dil kisike pyaar se bejaar nahi hotaa.

Jaise bhanvaraa keval kalee kaa raspaan kartaa hai.
Jaise ambar keval dhartee ka aalingan kartaa hai.
Waise hi ai mere jaan se pyaare hamsafar,
Mera dil aapse beintahaan pyar kartaa hai.
Jab chhanmatr ke liye bhi aap meri aankhon se ojhal ho jaate ho to
Mera man aapki ek jhalak paane ke liye tarastaa hai.
Aapke sparshmatr se hi mere man mein ho jati hai ajab si halchal,
Tab aapke pyar mein pagal mera ye dil mujhse lakh sambhale nahi sambhaltaa hai.

Piyaa Kaa Intejaar

Jab yauvan ladki ko chaaron taraf se gher letaa hai tab,

 

Ajeeb see bechainee uske dil mein bhar jaatee hai.

 

Uski aankhein besabree se kisee kaa intejaar kartee hain,

 

Uske chehre ki hayaa bhi uske hriday ki vyathaa nahi chhupaa pati hai.

 

Use kisee shingaar ki jaroorat nahi hoti,

 

Piyaa ko dekhte hi ajab see laalee uske mukhmandal par chhaa jati hai.

 

Dil se wo milan ka intejaar karti hai,

 

Lekin virah ke baare mein sochkar hi wo vyathit ho jati hai.

 

Muskuraahat

Hothon pe muskaan khil jati hai meri,

Uski ek sharaarat se.

Aankhein chamak jati hain meri,

Uski ek aahat se.

Uski ek jhalak pate hi,

Mera ang ang sajeev ho jaata hai.

Mera udaas man bhi,

Uske sparshmatr se praffukit ho jata hai.

Pataa nahi usme kyaa,

Visheshtaa chhipee hai.

wo mere is andhkaarmay jeevan mein prajalit huee,

ek jagmagaatee roshnee hai.

Uski aankhein hameshaa bolti hain,

Uski baatein mujhe toltee hain.

Uski mand mand muskuraahat,

Uske dil me chhipe raaj kholtee hain.

Khush hai wo mere hothon ki muskurahat se.

Main bhi uski ek muskurahat ke liye taras jati hoon.

Ishwar kare ki hamara ye rishta itna majboot ho jaaye ki,

Ham dono har khushee ka swaagat muskuraahat ke saath karein.

Dil Ki Tanhaaiyaan

Tanhaiyon se ghir gayee hoon main.

wo jo kabhi hasrat bankar jagee thee mere dil mein.

Aaj mere pairon ki jangeer ban gayee hain.

Duniyaa se bilkul alag ho gayee hoon main.

Jab pratham bhent huee unse to.

 mere tan man mein pyaree see anubhooti huee.

Unki aankhon mein dekhne ki himmat nahi thi mujhme,

par bhi unhe jee bhar ke dekhna chahtee thi.

Wo mand mand muskurate hue mujhse baatein karte.

Aur lagataar dekhte rahte mujhe.

Par main sankochvash unhe koi bhi jawaab nahi de paatee.

Us pal mujhe lagaa aise ki wo mujhe bahut pasand karte hain.

Us din ke baad unse roj hone lagee baatein.

In baaton ko sunkar unke prati lagaav bahut gahraa ho gayaa hai.

Lekin waqt ne sab kuchh ulatkar rakh diya hai.

Ab ghir gayee hoon main ek ajab si udaasee se.

Shaayad wo bhi ghir gaye hon tanhaaiyon se.

Aur bhar gayee ho rom rom mein unke udaasee.

Phir bhi man mein ye aas hai ki,

kabhi dukh ke badal chhantege aur hoga khushhaal savera.

Vivaah

Vivah hota hai har ladki kaa sapnaa,

jisse usko milta hai jeevansathi apnaa.

Vivaah ki belaa bahut mangal hoti hai,

Jisme ashruon se aankhein sajal hoti hai.

Jeevan ke pranaysootra mein bandhkar,

Dono ban jaate hain ek dooje ke hamsafar.

Jahaan khushiyon ki manjil pane ke liye,

Chalnee padti hai gamon ki dagar.

Vivaah naa  kewal do dilon kaa,

balki do parivaaron ka milan hota hai.

Jisme pyaaraa saa piyaa paakar,

har vivaahita ka jeevan safal hota hai.

Ye jindagi kaa wo haseen pal hai,

jab aap ek dooje ke dil mein bas jaate hain.

Ek dooje se jaraa si bhi dooree hone par,

Wo milne ke liye tadap jaate hain.

 vadhoo saat janmon ke liye ho jaatee hai var ki,

chutkeebhar sindoor ke maang mein padte hi.

Beti ho jaati hai sadaa ke liye paraayee,

Mata pita ke kanyaadaan karte hi.

Saaton pheron ke hote hain saat vachan,

jo var vadhu ko jeevanbhar nibhaane padte hain.

Vadhu ko janmdata se door rahkar,

Jeevan ke dukh uthaane padte hain.

Jab aatee hai bidaaee ki ghadi,

tab aankhein aansuon se bhar jati hain.

Phat jata hai maan kaa kalegaa,

Babul ki aankhein bhi bhar aati hain.

Bhaiyaa bahan ke ujval bhavishy ki kaamnaa karte hain.

Bhabhi dulhan ke gale lagkar use saantvana deti hain ki,

Agar tu jaa rahi hai sasuraal,

to tere maan baap kaa main,

pooraa pooraa rakhoongee khayaal.

Ishwar ne kaisee reet banaayee hai ki,

vivaah ke baad ladki kaa ghar uske liye paraayaa ho jata hai.

Jis ajnabee ke saath usne phere liye,

uska ghar uskaa apnaa ho jaataa hai.

Ek taraf agar maan baap se bichhadne kaa dukh hota hai to,

Doosri taraf salone piyaa se milne ki umang aur badh jati hai.

Mahak uthtaa hai uskaa jeevan khushiyon se,

aur uske chehre ki aabhaa nikhar jaati hai.

Vivaah ek pyaaraa saa rishta hota hai,

jise pyaar se nibhaayaa jaata hai.

Apne hamsafar ke ki khushiyon ke liye jeekar,

apna vaivaahik jeevan safal banayaa jaataa hai.

Atript Pyaas

Hai mere dil mein bas yahi aas ki,

kabhi to tripat hogi mere dil ki pyaas.

Kab wo din aayegaa jab main,

uske dil aur dimaag par chhaa jaaungee.

Kab wo haseen pal aayega,

jab main uski baahon mein simat jaaungee.

Bas jaaungee uske rom rom mein is tarah,

ki wo mere kareeb rahne ki dhoondhe wajah.

Jaane kab milegaa mujhe mere sapno kaa raajkumar.

jiske liye har pal main kiye baithee hongee solah shringaar

Uske bina bannaa sawarnaa lagtaa hai mujhe neeras.

Nahi achha lagtaa mujhe kuchh bhi uske binaa.

Har pal wo mere saamne rahe,

isee abhilashaa mein chhalak jaate hain mere nainaa.

Usse milkar aisaa lagtaa hai ki,

jindagee mein gamon ki kamee hai.

Sambhaale sambhal nahi rahi hain mujhse khushiyaan,

aur aankhon mein bahaaron ki namee hai.

Wo hameshaa meri aankhon ki chamak banaa rahe,

Muskuraayein mere adhar uske saath se.

Wo mere chehre ki aabhaa ko barkaraar rakhe,

Aur nikhar jaaye meraa yauvan uske sparshmatr se.

Wo mere naino kaa kaajal bankar lahke.

Wo mere balon kaa gajraa banke mahke.

Wo meri choodiyaan banke khanake.

Wo meri paayal banke chhanke.

Ab uskaa intjaar karte karte,

ho rahi hain meri saansein khatam.

Chaah bas hai yahi ki wo,

piyaa ke roop mein mujhe mile janam janam.

Madhur Pranay

Pehlee baar dil ke najdeek hai dhadkan,

pehlee baar hain ye najdeekiyaan.

Ab mujhpar yun kismat mehrbaan hai ki,

aaj mere saath hain piyaa.

Chaahe jitnaa lambaa safar,

chaahe jitnee mushkil dagar.

Doongee saath tera main sadaa.

Itne ham kareeb kaise aa gaye,

dil ko kuchh pataa hi naa chalaa.

Virah Vyathaa

Sun sun chandaa dukh mere man ke.

Jaa tu meraa prem patraa padh ke.

Preetam se kahiyo dukh mere man ke,

Pardesee piyaa ki yaad sataawe ho.

होंठ(रोमांटिक Poem)

Kamal kee pankhudee kee tarah lal hain honth tumhare,
      unme pyaar ka amrit bhee bharaa hai.
Lajwantee kee tarah tumhare ye sharmaate honth,
      lagte koee apsaraa hain.
Kaise karoon tumhare in hontho kaa bakhaan,
      jinhe dekhte hee nahee rahtaa hai bhaan.
Jab tumhare honth khulte hain to,
       lagtaa hai ye mujhse kuchh kahnaa chahte hain.
Jab tumhare ye honth band hote hain to,
       lagtaa hai mujhse ye sakuchaate hain.
Tumhare honthon mein samaaee hai pyaar kee lalee,
       jise dekhkar khil jatee hai dil kee har kalee.
In hothon kee muskaan ke liye,
       tadpate hain hajaaron aashik.
Is pyaar kee baarish ke liye,
       ho jaata hai mera dil bhaavuk.
In hothon kaa jaam paane ke liye,
       Mera dil tarastaa rahtaa hai.
In hothon ko pyaar se choomne ke liye,
       har ghadee mera dil sisktaa hai.
In hothon mein chhipee huee hai,
       ek ajeeb see najaakat.
Inhe ek baar choomte hee,
       chhaa jatee hai dil par kayaamat.