Poetry

 

Phursat ke vo pal

 

Phursat ke vo pal,
 yaad aate hain
jab na koi kaam hua karta tha mujhe,
mera vo vakht tere hi naam hua karta tha.
khidki se jab door dekhata tha to,
tu hi nazat aati thi mujhe.
phursat ke un palon mein
teri tasveer banane kishish karta tha main,
aur jab thak jaata tha
koshish karte karte,
to aankhen num ho jaati thi meri
aur har aansoon se ak hi naam ubhrata tha
neha neha neha…..

Phursat ke I palon mein
aaj bhi aakhen num ho jaati hain meri
ak lanhe saara vakht yaad aa jaata hain.

 

by Mohit Kant Mishra
August 2000

 

AJANABI

 

Mere kamare mein rahata hain,
mujhasa hi dikhat hain,
magar ajanabi sa koi….

 

Raaton ko jaaga karta hain,
sapne bunane ko,
din mein laga rahata hain
unhe udhedne mein,
ajanabi se koi.

Dekhata rahta hain khidaki se baahar,
phir pher leta hain aankhein
aur dhoodhata hain pharsh par kuchh,
ajanabi sa koi.

 

Bheed mein nikalata hain
dhoodhane ko tanhai,
chaahe kho jaye bheed mein hi,
ajanabi sa koi.

 

Aakhon mein phikra rahati hain zyadatar
aur kabhi khushi bhi,
kabhi baatein karata hain khud se hi,
kabhi chup rahata hain kai dinon tak,

 

Mere kamare mein rahata hain
mujhsa hi dikhata hain,
magar ajanabi sa koi.


by Mohit Kant Mishra
feb 2009

Excerpted from ‘Mohit- John’

 

 

khoobsurat

 

Abhi abhi sokar uthi hain wo,

Jab dekh nahin paati hain thik se

to malti hain hathon se aankhon ko.

chehra utara hua lagta hain

aur aankhon mein soojan hain,

chalati hai jaise chalna seekh rahi ho.

bolane ki koshish mein bolti hain kai baar,

ek hi baat ko.

ye dekhkar ek laphz zuban se apne aap nikal jata hain

khoobsurat…………

aaj sach much dekha hain ek nazneen ko…….

 

 

 by mohit kant mishra
 june 2010 

 

 

 

 

Tere taswwur mein ye kya ho gaya hai
taswwura hi nahi, dil bhi tera ho gaya hai,

Ye kaisa tilism hai tu hi jaane 

main, main nahin raha, tu ho gaya hai.

 

by

mohit kant mishra

april 28, 2013 

 

 

shukriya

tu na aaya, tujhe shukriya
ki ab her zarra tujh sa nazar aata hai.

mohit kant Mishra
dec 24, 2013

 

kal to kal hai

 

aaj ungliyon ki thirkan ne ahsaas dilaya ki
dhadi kariban aath din ki ho chali hai,
aur rum ki khushboo ne yaad dilaya ki ye shaayad chotha peg hai
to yaad aaya ki kal shaayad daadi banahi padegi
kyunki kal ek dost koi station lene jaana hai,
jo pooncch sakta hai, kaise ho ?
khana pina to thik se ho raha hai?
phir usse kaise jhooth boloonga
jise khud hi sach bolana sikhaya hai
kaise boloonga ki
ab sb dhudhla nazar aata hai
kaise kahunga ki, kuchh samajh mein nahin aata hai
kaise kahunga ki saans bhi ab mahasoos hua karti hai
khair kal to kal hai...
aayega...
to dekhenge....

mohit kant mishra
dec28 00:18 Hrs delhi

 

tu habbaa habba hai

 

tu habbaa habaa hai
ya hawwa...
husna ke mare
aadam bechare..
dil ki to lag gayi...
ladki...
dil to lag gayi...
rum...
rrumma romance
mogrmbo khush hua...
dil to lag gayi...

mohti kant Mishra
dec 28, 2013 03:37 new delhi

 

teri nazar

 

teri nazar ke bare mein kya kahoon,
ye jab uthti hai, tab qayamat dhati hai.


mohit kant mishra
jan, 2014

 

 

 

teri bazm

tujhse mili khamoshiyan
agar itni roomani hain,
jo teri bazm mile
to kahin mar na jaaoon.

jan 11, 2014