- Mummy -

aaj maine ek aise shaks me lyie yeh poem likhi hai, jisse mai bohot bohot pyar karti hoon. she is just everything for me: MY MUMMY!  :D


Jab raat bar neend nahin aati thi mujhe,
To apni godh me bitha kar pyar se mujhe sulaya hai tune,

Anjan thi yeh duniya, anjan tha yeh waqt se,
Kya acha hai kya bura hai, hardum mujhe samjhaya hai tune,

Is layak ban gayi mai ke dunyia bhi meri kadar karti hai,
Aise sanskar de kar, acha insaan mujhe banaya hai tune,

Mere gum apna kar, mere ansoon kushi se bahati gayi,
Khud dukh me rehe kar hardam mujhe hasaya hai tune,

Mushkil waqt meri kadam kabhi dagmagaye nahin,
Jo meri zindagi ke har raste ko apni duaon se sajaya hai tune,

Log poojte hai Ishwar ko, apne man me basate hai Usko,
Par mere dil me Baghwan ka darja paya hai tune!

wowwww Wonderfull, awesum......bahut hi khoobsurat likha hai aapne Meena sis.......Sach hai mum aisi hi hoti hain......

waah waah Meena -JII .... bahoot khoob likha hai .. aur ik dum sach likha hai ... pehle kabhi yha likha tha meiney .... whi pesh e nazar hai !!!

Maa ke rutbe ki shaan mein bhala koi kasida kya garein
paronn ke neeche rahti Jannat hai, isse jyada kya kahein

armaanon ko dafn kar, har gum per muskurati hai
Qurbani ki Devi hai,isse jayada kya kahein

Qalb mein chahat aur zahen mein fiqr aulad ki
ragoon mein mohabbat daurti hai, isse zyada kya kahein

aulad ke har sitam per sirf ashq wo bahati hai
Duaan phir bhi deti hai, isse jyada kya kahein

puchte hai log aksar kaamyabi ka sabab
maa ki duaaon ka asar hai, isse jyada kya kahein

khuda ke naam se pehle , bachhe ke laboon se
nikalta alfaz maa hai, isse jyada kya kahein

maa ki goad mein lete hue bacche ko dekh kar
malaik apni kismat per rashq karte hai, isse jya da kya kahein

khidmat jam ke karo iski, ye wo daulat hai "HumTum"
jo khusnassebo ko milti hai, isse jyada kya kahien

nidhi:
thanx u kuddiye!  :D

nikki:
shukriya aur sach kaha mummies hoti hi aise hai!!  :D

salma:
thanx samlaaaaa, true hai jitni tareef karo mom ki utni hi kam hai!!! bas ek choti si koshish thi meri.  :D

humtum jiiiiii:
humesha ki tara bohot khoobsurat likha hai apne!! :D

waheed:
thanx yaaraaaa!!  :D

MOTHER'S LOVE

She Lovingly called her Son
To fetch the Milk,
He instantly reverted back
And
Shouted in a rage of anger,
Are you made of Silk?

Do your own
Don’t involve
Me as a drone.

Mom didn’t expect
This much,
And
Was shocked at such.

Sat on a chair
To think why
He reacted with a snarl
And
How she had nurtured his care.

Mouth shut,
Like the
Door to the poor’s hut
Voice Blocked
Breath Cocked
Physique Rocked
All the memories Good or Bad
Suddenly met together
And flocked.

She thought it a dream
Primed her body to scream
Wanted to ask her son
The reason behind his
Awesome fun.

As soon as she
Turned back to talk
She received a fatal stroke
Mom was murdered
Love with all relations
Was surrendered.

Mercilessly
He pulled out her heart
Using sharp knife and maddened art.

He ran out of the house
Heart in one hand,
Knife in the other,
Avoiding the Crowd.

He was running
The heart was smiling
Son fearing
Mom was reveling.

Accidentally,
He stumbled over a stone
Falling to the ground.
The heart fell apart
It
Immediately cried for her son
That he not be hurt and depart.

And asked
Oh, My son
Did you Get hurt?
Be careful,
Put me in your shirt.

He realized his Mom’s love
But what could he do now or above
He prayed for Mom to forgive
His heinous art
And said
“I pulled out your heart
to please my love and her
Fatalist Cult”.

Allow me to free my soul
I Don't want to live anymore.
Suddenly he heard a hollow sound
It was his mother in the heaven around
Told him to live and love
Only Love is not all above.

~~~~*HARASH MAHAJAN*~~~~

shukriyaa isha ji....

very nice meena sis, keep writing and keep smiling...

very nice harsh ji..................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!