"Dreams Of Change"......Meri Koshish....

...The poem...and feelings...presented..is my first...venture into....the world of Passion, Revolutions....Rebellions.....and frustrations against this dying world...
.............Ye meri pahli saarthak koshish hai...jahan main apne...bhaavnaaon ki peeda..aur sukh se...door...kuch "Ojpurrn" likhoon....
.....Jahan mere shabd..is badaalaw ke mahaul ki chingaari...ko thodi aur hawa de sake....
.....Jahan meri...koshish....band ujale...mhalon...ki roshni ko..."Surya" ka tez dikha sake.....
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The last ...paragraph...of the poem totally deviates from the original theme....jahan mera dar...meri koshish..ko zaar zaar ker deta hai...n those lines turns to satire....
......I hope my faith will be appreciated .....
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Kayi log fitrat badal ker,
Niyat badal….
Sitaaron ko dhoond laate hain....

Par jab wo laut aate hain…
Tto band mutthhi me raakh paate hain....

Kyonki ye wo sitaarein hain….
Jo khud apni hi aasmaan ko bech khaate hain…..

Tooti niyat ko hamensha,
Ttoote sitaare hi haath aate hain….
Band mutthhi me raakh paate hain…

Par ab bhi ek sitaara chamak raha hai wahan…
Adig, Aviral, Nischal apni tez se…

Jo ladta raha buri fitraton se badi der tak…
Chitti sa tha wo,par kuch baat to thi….
Ki bheed chuka tha…
Bhediyon se, aur sher tak…

Par hai mujhe ummid ab bhi…
Ki jab main use laane jaaonga…
Lautoonga kuch le ke thosh nav-nirmaan ko hi…

Khaak ho jaaoon sahi,
Par raakh le ke na aaonga…...

Kya fikkra ki jo mera, sitaara hoga...
Wo laakh me ek ka hi, pyaara hoga..

Thodi madhhim hogi uski chamak, sach hai..
Par roshni hogi zor ki….
Bhaiy,Laalach, Dwesh aur Ghrina se dur..
Ab baat hogi naye daur ki…

Talaashni hai kaagzi, mahlon ko chodd…(leave)..
Ek naye “adig” thaur ki......
Ek udaymaan naye bhor ki....
Ki Siskaariyon aur Phusphusaahton, ka waqt nahi..
Ek Swachand “garzna” si shor ki..
Sab ko peero ke jo rakh sakhe jo…
Wo bina chodd (ends) ke dor ki..

Bhaiy,Laalach, Dwesh aur Ghrina se dur..
Ab baat hogi naye daur ki…

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Ki saari gandagi simat chuki..
Pahuch chuke “Him” ki choti se visarjan ko....

Koyi baat nahi,,
Ki ab tak tha saath nahi….

Maine bhi to khud ko band ker liya tha…
apne hi banaaye andhere mein...

Kahta tha….
Main kyon…
Jab muje koyi aaghat nahi...

Ab “main-too” ki baat nahi.....
Waqt hai "HUM" se hone wale shor ki….

Bhaiy,Laalach, Dwesh aur Ghrina se dur..
Ab baat hogi naye daur ki…


Him ki choti se visargit kerein…
Apni Maili mitti ko aaj “Ganga” mein...

Ki waqt aa gaya hai…
Har “Insaan”..ya….”aadmi” hi sahi..
Ke Dil se nikli..ek….Zor ki..

Bhaiy,Laalach, Dwesh aur Ghrina se dur..
Ab baat hogi naye daur ki…
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Thak gaya hoon…
Har roz ek hi sapne se….
Kshan-bhangur…apnon se…..

Aur wahi laachari agle bhor ki..
Halaq me hi Dum todti Shor ki…..
Khud ko hi…dafan kerne ko amada…
Man mein ..chupe us chor (thief) ki…
Ki shayd tham gaya…..meri vyakulta ke siraahne…
Baat nav-nirmit…..naye daur ki……..

Thak gaya hoon…
Aam aadmi aur khaas ke aastitwa ki jung se...
Har roz "BHARAT" ko shabdon se badalne wale ka kaviyon ke rang se....

Thoda ghabra sa gaya hua main.....
Usi band kemerein...phir apne ghar aa gaya hua hoon main...