उनका नशा है कि छुटता नहीं
कदम हैं कि रुक कर उठते नहीं
न उन्होंने हमें यूँ मुड के देखा
न हमनी कभी संभल कर चलना सीखा
राह तकते उनकी झरोखों में दिए जलाया करते हैं
भूलकर कि हवा के झोंकों से दिए नहीं जला करते
खून कि रोशनाई बना कर लफ्ज लिखे थे ख़त में
कि तूफ़ान में वोह लफ्ज भी समंदर से स्याह हो गए
अब क्या कहें हम अपनी जुबां से
कि हलक में वोह लफ्ज भी पथ्थर हो गए
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Unka Nasha
I was always there
If you ever thought
I was never there for you
Then it's more probable
For you to be walking
With a head high
Looking up at the sky
If you ever would have set
Your eyes on the ground
You always would have me
Clearing thorns from your way
I have always been there
Always for you
Just been there on the way
I was never there for you
Then it's more probable
For you to be walking
With a head high
Looking up at the sky
If you ever would have set
Your eyes on the ground
You always would have me
Clearing thorns from your way
I have always been there
Always for you
Just been there on the way
Mayank
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Poem - English
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