Poetry

By Kapil Chugh रात को अकेले कभी टहलने निकलता हूं कदमों के शोर से एक सन्नाटा पसर जाता है आसपास की शांति और फैली आवाज़ों का फ़र्क़ समझ नहीं आता शांत झाड़ियों और पेड़ों की ओट लिए घुप अंधेरे में कुछ झींगुर, मेंढक और टिड्डे अपनी सुबह का ऐलान करते  शिद्दत से काम करते जब अपने सुर यंत्र उठा अपना रियाज करते हैं तो यूं लगता है जैसे जीने का सलीका शायद इन जीवों को ही आता है हमें फ़र्क़ समझ नहीं आता शांति और सन्नाटे का रौनक और कोलाहल का प्रसन्नता और आनंद का शायद इसीलिए मैं रात के सन्नाटे

By Kapil Chugh जिम्मेदारियां अच्छी हैं दुविधा बढ़ाती हैं दूसरों संग उलझाती हैं  खुद से दूर ले जाती है भिड़ना नहीं पड़ता खुद से जब नहीं मिलता जवाब- तलब नहीं होता बाहर के तालाब में डूबा  अपने समंदरों से उबरता जिम्मेदारियां निभाता आदमी खुद से बच जाता पर अनगिनत सवालों और अनसुने जवाबों का  पिटारा संग ढोए हुए आखिर रुखसत हो जाता। By Kapil Chugh

By Kalash Patni मित्र, गुरु, पालनहार.. शब्द हैं अनेक से.....  किन्तु इनका भाव मिलता सिर्फ़ एक से,..  शब्द लाता वह एक ज़िम्मेदारी संगीन-सी.,.  एक मुखोटे में जैसे निभानी भूमिका भिन्न-भिन्न-सी शोभता वह शब्द उसे . .जो जीवन दे इस दुनिया सारी को,..  इस संसार में माँ से बढ़कर...  कोई न नारी हो||... By Kalash Patni

By Kalash Patni इस कलयुग मे दशानन सा बन गया हूं, मैं अपनेपन का आनन्द खो सा गया हूं | लोग बदलते ही फितरते बदलती हैं मेरी, मैं हर मुखौटे का सांचा सा हो गया हूं। By Kalash Patni

By Kalash Patni मैं तुम्हारी आंखों में   पूरी दुनिया नहीं देख सकता क्योंकि न मुझमें इतना सबर हैं, पर तुम्हारी आंखों  से  पूरी दुनिया देख सकता हूं क्योंकि खूबसूरत आंखें नहीं नज़र हैं। By Kalash Patni

By Kalash Patni दूसरों में दोष देखने से पहले किसी एक गुण को गौर करो… (और अगर बुरा ही बनाना चाहते हो तो) निंदा का शोर बनने से ज्यादा…. गुणों के तुम चोर बनो।। By Kalash Patni

By Kalash Patni झूले से उतरकर चिता के ओर चलते मेरे क़दम, रास्ते पर अपनी छाप छोड़ते हर दम, रास्ता मिट्टी का हो ,या कीचड़ का निर्भर मुझ पर करता । मिट्टी का छाप भरे जल्दी, कीचड़ का न भरता …..। By Kalash Patni

By Kalash Patni जरा ठीक से देखने पर..... ... कुछ अँधेरों के आगे’ भोर’ पाया.,....  ..शांति में भी ‘शोर’  पाया,  प्रेमी में भी ‘चोर’ पाया , लघु में भी ‘जोर ‘ पाया.,.  क्षण...में भी ‘दौर’ पाया , समुद्र का भी ‘छोर’ पाया, .यह सब तब जब दृष्टि में थोड़ा 'गौर' पाया। By Kalash Patni

By Aabha Ghuli “ok, 1….2….3…” “Clara! Where should we hide? Quick!” Emma urged her friend. “wait, I know a secluded shed that is in our porch!” Clara said and ran, Emma following her. “This!” Clara said pointing at what looked like a broken-down shack. “you sure we can hide in here?  This looks-” before Emma could finish her sentence, Clara hushed her. “Shhh! Do you want us to get caught right now? There is nothing wrong with this shed” she said. The door of the shed was ajar

By Shatakshi Parashar Time will heal everything... Like an unknown bud, yet to bloom into a beautiful flower, Like a moon-full night, yet to reach its prime in the darkest hour, Like a wound that scabs and slowly fades away, Like winter frost melting in the warmth of May. Each passing moment weaves its gentle spell, Teaching hearts once broken how to be well. In time's patient hands, all sorrows fade, As morning light dispels the night's cooling shade. Just as rivers carve th

By Shatakshi Parashar If tomorrow starts without me, Know that I'm forever gone, yet cradled in your heart, Where I've always belonged. Perhaps a deceiver, a betrayer for breaking vows that I made, Promises to shield your heart... Shield it from the illusions this world creates... About love, laughter, and a life that exists only in dreams... All fake, a lie as it seems... Or maybe I was simply paralyzed by fate, As "forever" was never meant to be eternal... It was merely a j

By Shatakshi Parashar मेरी रातों को सुकून, मैंने उनकी छांव में देखा है। मेरे ख्वाबों के लिए उनका संघर्ष, मैंने अपने गांव में देखा है। वो जो रुकते नहीं, पर थकते ज़रूर हैं... वो जो कहते नहीं, पर सहते ज़रूर हैं... उस मोड़ पर छाला, मैंने उनके पांव में देखा है।। नायक नहीं मेरी ज़िंदगी में कोई... एक चेहरा है साफ़, जो हर मुश्किल में नज़र आता है, एक बस उसी चेहरे में, हमने अपने भगवान को देखा है। मेरी कामयाबी का वो उत्साह, मैंने उनकी आंखों में देखा है। मेरी मुश्किलों को कम करना, मैंने

By Shatakshi Parashar In the whispers of silence, we part ways, Running beyond the familiar maze. A pause, a breath, a momentary flight, Where shadows blend with emerging light. Our story lingers, unwritten and free, Suspended between what was and what could be. This leap of faith, this gentle pause, Carries promises without rigid laws. Time will dance, and people will change, Emotions will shift across life’s wide range. I’ll heal the wounds, let waters flow smooth, Releasin

By Shatakshi Parashar अपने कर्मों से ख़ास, शायद अपने शब्दों से आम हूँ मैं। गलतियाँ मेरा स्वभाव से सीखना मेरी चाह से जीत का गुलाम हूँ मैं। मैं मिलता नहीं सहसा इस जहान की भीड़ में। रुको, सोचो, स्वयं भेद करो  क्योंकि तुकबंदी से हैवान हूँ मैं। हाँ, मैं ख़ुदा नहीं, कलियुग में सिर्फ़ एक इंसान हूँ मैं। तेरे उस कर्म में ज़िंदा हूँ, जो तेरे बुरे वक्त में काम आएगा। तेरे उस ईश में ज़िंदा हूँ, जो भटकी राह में तुझे राह दिखाएगा। चोट भी ज़रूर लगेगी गहरी, पर तू चलना सीख जाएगा। अभी ज़िंदा हूँ

By Shatakshi Parashar It was back in 2023. I used to teach a few kids from my village. I live in a village, the kind where everyone knows everyone, and words travel faster than the wind. Among those kids were two sisters. They were younger girls, full of curiosity and chatter, always asking me questions, some innocent, some a bit surprising, shaped by the world they were growing up in. One afternoon, they came running to my house, their faces a mix of confusion and hurt. “Did

By Harjashanjeet Kaur Sidhu When moon comes over head and dogs stop to bark, When night gets scary and just as dark, I break into a house, through an open door It was peaceful to tread on the creaking floor. There are the sofas, I spend every night on And dolls who became my friends from nights bygone. It's relief to be back at someone's home, yet so much mine I operate, from this high chair, my entire regime. I sit the way I want and servants clean the mess. They have seen m

By Ragendhu Sanjayan Sleep, sleep, little doll Don't let this cruel world  Dull the glow in your eyes Let the soft silk bed  Be your good friend  Look at the night sky So bright, so quiet  Go chat with the owls Listen to their tale of the day What do you learn, my dear?   Sleep through the day The light that brings no joy Don't let this cosmos Swell your eyes with tears And wound your tender heart  Hold on to the silver light Wake up the moon child in you  Lay under its divin

By Roopinder Kaur Waraich The hollow heart, the darkened room, Where silent fears darkly bloom. The phantom terrors, sharp and deep, That creep into the corners of our sleep. A thousand fears, a fractured soul, Destroying life beyond control. The echoing voice, “you’ll fail instead,” From the shadowed well from where your hopes have fled. The heavy cloak of doubt descends, Where courage falters and dreams end. The icy fear of judging eyes, That sees the faults we cannot deny.

By Roopinder Kaur Waraich A past once veiled in sorrow’s shade, Where hopes were thin and joy decayed. The light had lost its will to stay, Where darkness mocked the words, she would pray. However, this darkness cannot forever reign, She steps once more on the battle’s plain. The path is long, the climb is steep, But her fire awakens from the deep. She wields her sword against the night, Each clash ignites her inner light. With a diamond heart and vision crystal-clear, Her br

By Roopinder Kaur Waraich I was not born in calm or ease, But in roaring skies and trembling seas. The storm was not my end, but start, It thundered strength into my heart. I crawled through chaos, bruised and small, Yet dreamed of starlit skies beyond it all. The winds roared wild, but I did not flee, For storms, I knew, were sculpting me. I learned to walk where lightning fell, And built my dreams where shadows dwell. Each strike a lesson, no turning back, Braving the dark