स्याह इंद्रधनुष और चाँदनी रातें

I think therefore I am …… I think !!! Cut the crap, I am here to write so that I get loads of traffic and I feel important ……

निशा प्रिया

तुमसे दूर यहाँ भी साँझ ढलती है,
रात के किनारे पर अब टहलती है ।
उसके आँचल में बँधा तुमसे दूरी का अहसास,
बढ़ता जाता है, छोड़ती वह गहरे प्रश्वास ।

रात्रि में मिल जाने को तत्पर शाम,
खुद पर ओढ़ती हुई धीरे से रंग श्याम,
मेरे चारों ओर रात्रि का करती आलिंगन,
उदित होता पीतवर्ण पूर्ण चन्द्र; तेरा कंगन ।

गिर कर मुझपर बहतीं चन्द्रकिरणें मुक्ताभ,
मैं ज्योतिर्विहीन; नहीं तेरे स्निग्ध आलिंगन की आभ ।
साँझ शरण श्याम निशा की, प्रिय की बाहों में पूर्ण,
कल तुम भी होगी मेरे आलिंगन में, मैं तेरे प्रेम में चूर्ण ।

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4 Responses

  1. सुन्दर शब्द चयन, बेहतरीन रचना..

    ***राजीव रंजन प्रसाद

  2. Shubhashish Pandey कहते हैं:

    bahut he sunder aur shant bhav ki kavita
    padh ke achha laga

  3. harshul कहते हैं:

    tum kitni khubsurat ho yee mere dil se puchho tum, in dhadkano se puchho tum kyu dil he tum pe diwana…

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There was a Naughty Boy – By John Keats

There was a naughty boy,
A naughty boy was he,
He would not stop at home,
He could not quiet be-
He took
In his knapsack
A book
Full of vowels
And a shirt
With some towels,
A slight cap
For night cap,
A hair brush,
Comb ditto,
New stockings-
For old ones
Would split O!
This knapsack
Tight at 'is back
He rivetted close
And followed his nose
To the North,
To the North,
And followed his nose
To the North.

There was a naughty boy,
And a naughty boy was he,
He ran away to Scotland
The people for to see-
There he found
That the ground
Was as hard,
That a yard
Was as long,
That a song
Was as merry,
That a cherry
Was as red-
That lead
Was as weighty
That fourscore
Was as eighty,
That a door
Was as wooden
As in England-
So he stood in his shoes
And he wondered,
He wondered,
He stood in his shoes
And he wondered.

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