Poetry

Hindustani Poetry: Chooriyan

Haathon ki raunaq yeh
khanak main inke zindigi hai
rang birangi si yeh
sonay chandi ki kuch alag hee baat hai.

Bacche behalte inki awaaz se
chamkein raat ho ya din
sannata mehakta innse
kuch log nahin reh paate inke bin.

Gol si khoobsurat si
kahaaniyon se bhari
sheeshe ki naazuk si
koi rang ho inmein masti bhari.

Naap na ho sahi to tadpaaya karti
kuch ke liye beidi
toot ke chubh jaayein to khoon bahaya karti
kuch ke liye ek dum nahin aiedi.

Pehno to suroor hee suroor
kuch innko bardaashth nhi kar paate
bahuton ko khushi de bharpoor
kuch inki yaad ko bhula nhi paate.

Suhaag ki nishaani
kunwaariyon ki sakhi
pakde har koi jab koi ho pareshaani
phir khil uthta na rehta koi dukhi.

Jitni bhi le lo kam lagein
dil kabhi bhar nahin sakta
kuch to hai jo apni si lagein 
inka nasha kabhi kam nhi ho sakta. 

Dooor se kheench leteen
uff kya to jaadugari
baazaron ki bheed badha deyteen
chooriyon ki ajab kaarigari.