Treasure Island

Aftab Alam

(15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)


apeel/Aftab alam “daravesh”
Khamosh jo rahen hum
Mit jayengen jahan se
Ye dhrti to hai apni
Kahan janye hum yahan se/

Rahe aman hai apna,
Haq pe juban hilayen
Hasti badi hamari
Sidhi raah jo dikhayen/

Hath uthe jab bhi
madad aaye aasamaan se
qirdar aisa apna
jaise aaye qahksan se

nahin koi hamase behatar
dhrati pe ghum aao
farishta na koii hamasa
jidhar chaho udhar jaao

ye baat alag si hai
bichhade ham caravan se
hua daagdaar daman
jhuton ki bad juban se

Submitted: Monday, April 01, 2013

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  • Geetha Jayakumar (8/19/2013 5:13:00 AM)

    Yeh dharthi hai humari jannani maatha
    isse chood kar kahan jaaye hum
    iss dharthi say he hum aaye thae
    aur dharthi mein hi mit jaayenge.

    Beautiful poem...Loved reading it.. (Report) Reply

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