Chadar Khuda Ki

Kabhi neeli chaadar keh ke dharti mujhe odh le

Kabhi geeli chadar ban ke main dharti ki pyaas bhujha du

Kabhi suraj ki agan ko main apne seene se jaga du

Toh kabhi chaand ki chandni ko main nadiyon me jagmaga du

Faila hu waha tak , jaha talak tu dekh sakta hai

In panchi ko , in baadalo ko , in peddo ko

Maine hi to panaah di hai

Sitare hai meri nabz aur dil mera sirf yeh chaand hai

In hawaon ko  , in fizaon ko , in ghataon ko

Maine hi to raah di hai

Kabhi shwetambar ban jaata hu

Toh kabhi neelambar kehlaata hu

Kabhi khud ko kala kar ke dusro ko sulata hu

Toh kabhi khud ro kar dusro ko hasata hu

Chahe koi dekhe na dekhe , mujhe sab dikh jaata hai

Woh khoon – kharaba , woh balatkaar , woh  pedd  katna

Meri nigahon se chup nahi paata hai

Sochta hu ki jo sadiyon pehle nazarein they

Woh pyaar , woh apnapan , woh sukoon

Mera aaj yeh dil kyu dekh nahi paata hai ???

Composed by Aamit

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Mere Desh Ki Katha

Hi Friends ,

This poem " Mere Desh Ki Katha " is on the present situation of our country as corruption is making our country down .

Now the time has come when we have to join together and fight for it else our country will remain the same as i have wrote in this poem.

Please do something for our country :-

                Mere Desh Ki Katha

Khilata , main khilata , main khilata chala gaya

Kabhi police ko , kabhi sarkari sevak ko , kabhi safed topi wale ko main khilata chala gaya

Socha tha maine ki nahi khilauga kuch bhi

Par wey to nikle yaar cricket ke balle ke jaise

Ball samjha mujhe aur laga diye chauke - chakke  jam ke

Pehle one day cricket khilaya phir test ki tarah bola five days me aap aana phir se

Chakkar , main chakkar , main chakkar lagata chala gaya

Kabhi office ke , kabhi authority ke , kabhi netaon ki kursi ke main lagata chala gaya

Toot gaye mere paragon ke majboot chappal bhi

Tabhi maine dekha paas khade aadmi ne pakdaya  hazar ka note

Aur kaam kara ke chal diya jaise de diya ho netaon ko unka vote

Tab samajh aaya mujhe india mein kaam karane ka tarika

Pilaata , main pilata , main pilata chala gaya

Kabhi chaprasi ko , kabhi police afsar ko , kabhi netaon ko main pilata chala gaya

Dekhta hu phir ghode ke paav lag gaye mere kaam pe

Jo kal tak rooka tha , aaj poora ho gaya aaram se

Paise to kharch hue par sharir to bach gaya

Wo chaar kilo jo  khoya tha chalte chalte , phir se sharir mein wapas bus gaya

Gaata , main gaata , main gaata chala gaya

Kabhi chaplusi , kabhi kaam karane ki khushi , kabhi aam aadmi ki zindagi ke geet gata chala gaya

Aam hai hum , aam ki tarah rehna padega

Kaam hai kum , unke paas unhe raza ki tarah sehna padega

Jo na saha tune to woh bahut chakkar katwayege

Aam ka ek – ek boond ras woh maaza samajh ke pi jayege

Phir baithe rehna aur jaana  bhagwaan ke paas

Kehna ki koi sunta nahi is desh mein sab hai paiso ke das

Waha bhi tujhse pujari yahi bolega

Agar kuch maangna hai to , kam se kam  chadha rupaiye pachas

Haan yahi india hai mera , jaha har kaam ke liye hoti paiso ki ardaas

Ab koi to kadam badhao yaaro aur  badal to  mere bharat ka itihaas

Haarta , main haarta , main haarta chala gaya

Kabhi bhrastachar se , kabhi atyachaar se , kabhi jhooth ke prahaar se main haarta chala gaya

Composed by Aamit

Murga Bola

Hi Friends

This poem " Murga Bola " is on the theme what a cock think at the shop of buther ( Kasai ) ,

Hope u all will agree with me on this , Read and comment

                  Murga Bola

Kehta hai murga kukad – koo karte hue

Kasai ki dukaan pe maut ki aahein bharte hue

Ab meri baari hai

Katne ki taiyaari hai , ab meri baari hai

Ja raha dekho mera dost mujhse pehle katne ke liye

Dhar chali churi ki aur kat gaya uska sar

Meri to aankhein choti hai dekh ke seham gayi

Par insaano ki haiwaniyat ne kisi ki bhi na suni

Gujarish bus itni si , ki usko na insaan tu itna sata

Gardan alag ho gayi uski , par ab jism ko na tu chil ke tadpa

Koi aisa tarika nikal jisse hum churi lagne se pehle hi marr jaye

Uska aisa haal dekh ke ab mera dil sirf yahi gaaye

Ab meri baari hai

Maut  ki taiyaari hai , ab meri baari hai

Koi baat nahi yaar , ho gaya ab main bhi katne ke liye taiyaar

Jauga main peth mein logo ke aur banuga unka aahar

Tariff karege meri jab woh khayege mujhe jam ke

Chalo kisi ke to kaam aauga main to haan maar ke

Shukar karuga insaano ka , ki mujhe is zindagi se aazaad karaya

Par ek baat hai , kya kabhi unke dimaag mein yeh na aaya

Ki aaj to wey  insaan hai , agle janam mein kahi na wey hi murge ban jaye

Aur phir meri tarah yahi geet wey dohraaye

Ab meri baari hai

Upar jaane ki taiyaari hai , ab meri baari hai

Chalo aa gaya mera waqt katne ka  yaar

Dua karuga ki bhagwaan na banaye tujhe murga aur na hi tu ye geet meri tarah gaye baar baar

Ab meri baari hai

Insaan ke pet mein jaane ki taiyaari hai , ab meri baari hai

Composed by Aamit

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Mujhe Bhi Dard Hota Hai

Hi Friends,

Daily crores of trees are cut and been used for many purposes , i had tried to write this poem on behalf of a tree, hope you all will like this

Mujhe Bhi Dard Hota Hai

Mere haatho roopi daali ko kaata

Mere pairo roopi jaron ko kaata

Kaat ke palang banaya

Darwaje banaye aur ghar me show case bana ke mujhe sajaya

Jaan nahi bejaan hu yeh kehte hai sab

Insaan nahi kaagaj banana wala samaan hu yeh kehte hai sab

Kaun samjhaye ki jaan nahi hoti to kaise main badhta

Phool aur fal dekar kaise main sabka peth bharta

Haan woh bhool gaya  mujhme jaroor aawaz daalna

Par iska matlab nahi usko main yaad nahi

Dekh raha wo upar se mujhe katthey hue

Baccho ki kitaab aur mujhse hi apna mandir bante hue

Pedd hu pedd ki aawaaz, to sirf wahi sunta hai

Chalti jab mujhpe kulhariyan , to sirf wahi rota hai

Kehta hai kaisa maine tujhko dard diya

Aawaaz to le li aur apne hi insaano se katne ka sard diya

Kabhi koi sune teri to unhe yeh batla dena

Jo tu khatam ho gaya duniya se to ye shristi ne bhi nahi bachna

Chahte hai wey jeena to tere saath hi hoga

Tu khatam ho gaya to unka ghar bhi kabhi aabad na hoga

Bolna unhe tumhe kharonch bhi lage to kaise dard hota hai

Yaha to dard ke saath saath mera bin bolne wala dil bhi rota hai

Main chala jauga nahi to ek din yaha se door

Phir tum bhi aana mujhse milne swarg me jaroor

Haan main kaala hoon par dil ka kaala nahi

Tumne kaanta mujhe par main tumhe kaatuga nahi

Waha bhi tumhe main aise hi phool aur fal duga

Tum ek baar pyaar se bolna , main phir se tumhare saath dharti pe chal duga

Composed by Aamit

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Paisa - Ek Naag

Hi Friends,

This poem is on the theme that money is not everything .....

Money takes many things from you , please read it and comment if you like

Paisa – Ek Naag

Paise ke piche mat bhaag

Paisa to hai jaise ek naag

Jitna fann woh failayega

Tu fasta chala jayega

Ek baar fus gaya to phir wapas nahi aayega

Paisa paisa bus paisa karta jayega

Yeh bahut jehrila hai

Yeh bahut nashila hai

Jhooth ka paath padhata hai

Apno se door karata hai

Waqt ko khaata jaata hai

Ghar-baar kuch samajh nahi aata hai

Saala jitna bhi aata hai

Mann bhar nahi paata hai

Paise ke piche mat bhaag

Paisa to hai jaise ek naag

Jitna fann woh failayega

Tu fasta chala jayega

Ek baar fus gaya to phir wapas nahi aayega

Paisa paisa bus paisa karta jayega

Jitna tu sharam ko bechega

Utna hi dusro se isey aithega

Chaplusi  ki duniya ka baaza hai

Aur politician ke ghotalo ka raaza hai

Jitna tu isey kamayega

Utna hi sharir se haath dho jaayega

Kasam se isse aish to milte hai

Par zindagi mein tention ke phool bhi jaroor khilte hai

Paiso ke piche mat bhaag

Paisa to hai jaise ek naag

Jitna fann woh failayega

Tu fasta chala jayega

Ek baar fus gaya to phir wapas nahi aayega

Paisa paisa bus paisa karta jayega

Hum bhool gaye hai ki

Naag bhi ek din marta hai

Woh apna sharir chodh kar

Upar bhagwaan mein hi wapas basta hai

Bus yeh sochna jara dil se

In paiso ki bori ko kaise tu upar le kar jayega

Kuch nahi le kar aaya tha

Phir kaise tu kuch le kar jaayega

Paise ke piche mat bhaag

Paisa to hai jaise ek naag

Jitna fann woh failayega

Tu fasta chala jayega

Ek baar fus gaya to phir wapas nahi aayega

Paisa paisa bus paisa karta jayega

Composed by Aamit

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Waqt Badal Jayega

Hi Friends,

This Poem " Waqt Badal Jayega " is on the theme that time always change , if you are in sorrow today one day happiness will come surely in your life.

Please read and comment if you like this

Waqt  Badal Jayega

Sab kuch likha hai yaha pe

Tere har khushi ka pal

Tere gum ka har sitam

Tu jo bhi hai kare

Woh dekh raha waha

Sochta hai tu ki phir kyu  aanshu  barsa raha yaha

Par woh  bhi kya kare

Yeh tera naseeb hai

Pichle janam ka karam , tera badnaseeb hai

Mat kho na itna inme

Yeh paani hai , sukh jayege

Na bhi sukhe to haan moti kehlaayege

Kal phir woh waqt aayega

Jab tu khush ho jayega

Phir dekhna kaise tu usey apna banayega

Aise hi to zindagi yeh seekh deti hai

Ki tu yaha koi akela nahi

Aur Khud ko samjhaane ka ek geet deti hai

Is geet ko tu hosholo se gaata chala jaa

Phir dekhna khushi ka rukh mud chalega

Aur pyaar se tu har kisi ko  jeet chalega 

Composed By Aamit

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