Obscure trilogy....A wonderful game ending up in a brilliant poetic literature.me ,sachan AND MRIDUL tried to fire few spont words and had this poem....
kajal ki aankhe....
dhuen ki lalten...
bekar hanfta dil...
bezar khansta dil...
aankhein jhilmil,
sochein katil
chota sa pocket
lamba sa bil
kiska boodha chulha
bina mans ke kulha
dhanche bhar ki mitti
li sanso ne chutti....
bejan si ye mitti,
chahti hai chutti
reh jaati hai jhole me
rakh jaisi smriti
chabootre ka udhda gobar
haddi se jhadti si khal
ghoonghat se kuch laal laal pighalna
kuch safed sa najar aaya ??
safedi aatma ki ya sharir ki thi,
maine socha na saans bhi na li
jab peeche moodkar dekha
kuch ulajhti saans bas thi
sans ki lat....
seene par chipki si....
bebaat ki chat..
dewaar se chipti si
mombatti ujala deti thi...
mai jalta raha
sab chup chap they..
kisi ne na mujhse kuch kaha
1 comment:
waaawwwwwwwwww...... too gud....
yeh uljhan bahut acche se suljhaa gaye tum log.... kitnaa kuch uljhaa liyaa pehle to..phir aakhir mein aate aate ekdam sulajh gaya sab kuch... :)
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