Monday, 5 September 2011

आइना !!!

आइना !!!

दुनिया जो भी समझे हम जो भी बनना चाहे
शीशे में हमारे अक्श  बयां कराता है आइना .....

दिल में दर्द का समंदर है ,
निराश विचारो का बबंडर है
चेहरे पर हंसी है ,
सुखी होने के मुखौटे हैं , ख़ुशी है ,
जब आस पास कोई ना हो ,एकांत में बैठे हों
अपने गम से रूबरू कराता है आइना .....

मन  में ओछापन है ,
दूसरो से हम ऊपर है ,दिखाने की ,
लच्छेदार बातो से अपने वाक् कौशल जताने की ,
उनके कर्मो पर गौर करे ,
अपने कर्मो से उनके विचार दिखाता है आइना ........

घर में रोज झगडे है ,रिश्तो का कोई मोल नहीं ,
समाज में भलेमानस में गिनती है,
बुद्धिजीविता जिनकी रोजी रोटी है,
उनके बच्चो के समाज में आचार- विचार से ,
घर के संस्कार दिखाता है आइना ......

सभा में सफ़ेद वस्त्र सबके हैं ,
हंस और बगुले का अंतर भी नहीं पता,
जब बोलने की बारी आती है ,
कौवे और कोयल का फर्क बताता है आइना ...

मंदिरों- गुरुद्वारों में दानवीर कर्ण बनते हैं ,
गरीबो का पैसा लूट ,उनमे बाँट मसीहा कहलाते है ,
मरण शय्या पर यमदूतो के सामने 
अच्छे बुरे कर्मो का लेखा जोखा कराता है आइना .....

11 comments:

sam said...

A healthy social life is found only, when in the mirror of each soul the whole community finds its reflection, and when in the whole community the virtue of each one is living.what a brilllliant poem….the truth of most complicated species called human…very nice….

Dil ka Rishta/MPrriyadarshini said...

Thanks Sam!your thoughts are very matured...

Nawin kumar said...

Here, the realistic bent of mind springs up a vast array of mundane wisdom and with its steely resolve bulldozes off the practicing hypocrisy of the society. The awning gap between the thoughts and actions of the so called elite society fails to conceal its face in the intellectual mirror of stark reality.

Mirror doesn't lie! Riding on the crest of the flawless intellectuality, the poem vows to unmask the various popular faces of the society that pretend to be the visage of goodness and excellence! Thanks to the incorruptible mirror, the feet of clays get reflected in their actual selves. The proverbial mirror speaks its mind without fear and biasedness. The predatory prowl of the Self proclaimed deity in the various walks of the lives strikes the stiff face of knowledgeable mirror and the latter true to its natural character reflects only the truth- the ugly pretentious visage of the lesser mortal!
With all the meaningful simple words, the poem strikes a chord with the exponentially surging sea of the bibliophiles and strums the intellectual stings with a purpose. The song of reality can be heard everywhere with the same intensity and effect. The genius of the poem must be appreciated without any reservation in any one's mind. Accept my sincere thanks for this fantastic endeavor!

sam said...

Thanks priya but my thoughts are inspired by ur spectacular poems..that’s it

Dil ka Rishta/MPrriyadarshini said...

@Sam,Great!!I am flattered...
@Nawin Sir,no doubt your comments are better than my poem Aaina in reflecting the truth of so called intelluctual society .Especially the lines "Thanks to the incorruptible mirror, the feet of clays get reflected in their actual selves".Kitni gahrai hai in bato me.Thanks

sam said...

no priya you are not flattered whatever we hav said is 100% true...

kudrat said...

really Mamta very nicely explained the quality of mirror

Ruby Thakur said...

very true

Dil ka Rishta/MPrriyadarshini said...

Thanks Ruby...your Poem kudrat is superb...

Ajit Sinha said...

Awesome

Ajit Sinha said...

Awesome