khamoshi ki talaash mein
shabd hain jo ek doosre se takraate hain
vichaar hain jo zehan ko kharochte hain
aawazein hain jo ehsaas ko bhi cheerti hain
cheekhti hain, chillatii hain
ab rooh tak bhi pahunchti hain
shor hai, kolahal hai - andar aur bahar
ab khamoshi kii talaash hai...
(kabhi-kabhi apne bahar ke shor se zyaada nuksaan andar ke shor se hota hai. fizool ke vichaar, bematlab ke khayal... aur hum unse bandh kar khud ko iss pal ki sachayi se door le jaate hain. aise mein bas ek khamosh mann ki talaash hoti hai)
ek naya safar
koi aisi bhi raah hogi jiski koi manzil nahin hogi.jo akeli hogijo kahin nahi jaati hogi.jispar koi guzarta nahinjahan koi bhatakta nahin...koi aisi bhi raah hogijisme doraahe nahin honge.jo apne mein ek safar hoga.jahan apni hi talaash hogijahan apni hi pehchaan hogi.chalo aaj us raah par chalte hain.chalo aaj khud se hi milte hain.(zindagi ke us padaav par likhi yeh kavita jahaan kisii manzil tak pahunchne ki umeed, justuju nahin thi. bas, chalna tha apne aap ko dhoondhne ke liye. aaj bhi usii safar par hoon. apni talaash mein gum hoon...)
ek dost ke sawaalon ke jawaab mein
Tum taana deti ho ki - "Tumhare liye rishte maaine nahin rakhteNa dosti, na pyaar...Yahaan tak ki dushmani bhi nahin"Tum naaraaz rehti ho ki -"Tumhe meri dosti ki kadra nahinMere jazbaat, mere dukh...Meri khushiyon ki bhi nahin"Tumhe kaise samjhaun ki Rishte mere liye bemaani nahinTumhari dosti aur pyaarMere liye maaine rakhte hain.Kaise samjhaun ki-Tum jin rishton ka tana deti howahi meri kamzori hainMain tumhe apni hi kamzori kaise bataun...(Yeh kavita kaii saal pehle meri dost, manisha ke sawaalon ke jawaab mein likha tha. Aaj barson baad uski talaash mein hoon...)
ek sawaal
aadmi rishton ke dore mein kyon bandhta hai?kachche dhaagon ka jaal bunta haisukh ke taane, dukh ke baane;swayam usme ulajhta haiphir swayam se yeh prashna poochta hai - 'aadmi rishton ke dore mein kyon bandhta hai?'
Aaj koi wapas aayega...
Aaj koi waapas aayega...
Barson pehle choode hue,
ujaad pade makaan ko dekhega -
tooti deewarein,
ukhade palaster,
aangan mein khada woh thoonth.
Par apne maathe par
shikan kii rekhaaein nahin layega.
Ek lambe swapna se jagte hue kahega -
'Haan, yeh mera hii ghar hai'
Aaj koi waapas aayega...
(Yeh kavita barson pehle likhi meri pehli kavita hai. Tab shabd aur vaakya swayam kalam se kaagaz par utarte the. Ab dimaag aur ak'l beech main aane lage hain...)