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kavita(hindi) poetry

Socha toh tha..

सोचा तोह था

कि दूर कहीं बादलों को चीर रहे होंगे,
कि कहीं आसमां भी धधक उठेगा मेरे आगमन की ध्वनि से।
सोचा तोह था…
कि नदी को रास्ता और समन्दर की गहराई को भी छू लेंगे
कि मछलियां भी सहम उठेगी मेरे आगमन की ध्वनि से।
सोचा तोह था कि
सबसे शक्तिशाली जीव बनके मनुष्य को भगवान बनादेंगे
कि ईश्वर भी आश्चर्यचकित हो उठेगा मेरी उपलब्धियों
की हानि से
सोचा तोह था..पर सोच उसी बक्से में बंद रेहगई
जिसमें सोचा था
कि एक वायरस को रखकर शोध करेंगे ।

© 2020 Khwabo ka Sapna

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poetry

An Orphan

His bleak piece of meat,
Cacophony of his grief.
Sweat shrieked on his skin,
the scuffle for vittles to win.

Destitute, the eyes,
Never dared to dream a care!
He shook my hand
And tried to share,
A plight of his daily nightmares!

Bottomless pit, bereft bowels
His rags and dusts that travel.
What are toys or his plays,
All he thinks is to manage his dreads.
Tussle for life, an endeavour to feed;
His hunger, a different greed.

And we share a meal and some joys
His innocent smile and tiny eyes
Departed as I; taking a Sigh.
Silhouettes drawn of strayed life;
The meager truth of an Orphan cries.

© 2020 Khwabo ka Sapna

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