जुगनू के साथ

दिन की धूप से टूटा शरीर

अब नींद में डूब रहा है

कहीं एक जुगनू जल उठा है

उड़ते-उड़ते, 

कलाबाज़ीयाँ करते-करते

एक सपने में कहीं खो रहा है

काटे गये सारे पलों का

पल पल हिसाब हो रहा है

देखे गये चहरों क नकाब उड़ रहा है

जुगनू के पीछे मैं

जंगल में जा रहा हूँ

चलते-चलते दूर

मेरा मकान हो रहा है

Salmon ki Sifarish

Abhi tak dharti ke bhitar

chattanein sarak rahi hain

Yahan ek visphot hua hai

aur kisi ne bhi nahi suna?

Koi sunna nahi chah raha hai

na koi samjh paa raha hai ki

abhi tak dharti ke bhitar kyun

chattanein sarak rahi hain

ye visphot ka dhuan

kaunsi hawaon mein milta jaa raha hai...

Ye Prithvi humesha se gol nahin thi

Ek samtal chattan thi

jise phenka gaya itni zor se

ki ab gol dikh rahi hai

Kahin  gaddhe aur pahad bhi hain

fir bhi lagbhag golkakar hai

Kuch samay baad

jab mitti jam jayegi chattanon ke beech

Pani risne lagege dararon mein

tab jeevan lautega...

choti-badi saanson mein ubhrega

samtal dharti par

Zindagi bahut dheere-dheere aage badhegi

Ped aur bhi dheere

Hawayein chalne lagengi

Ladte huye kuch khade rahenge

chalne lagegnge bahaw se vipreet

...ek Salmon machli ki tarah

Ye machliyaan

Samandaron se Nadiyon mein

Nadiyon se Dharaon mein

Dhara se un chattanon mein jakar sharan leti hain

jinhone ab sarakna band kar diya hai

jahan pani abhi bhi ris raha hai

Ek thandi gufa mein

Itni lambi yaatra tay karke

ye machliyaan

vo sare muhavre,

sabhi bhashayein, naye-purane khoje gaye arth,

lok-geet sangeet, vigyan ki samajh,

sabhi kuch lakar rakh deti hain

in chattanon ki god mein

aur Aadmi ek na ek baar zaroor ata hain

in gufaon ko khali kar

apni ulti yaatra par nikla jata hai.

Agar salmon machliyon ne

ye ulti yaatra shuru nahi ki hoti

to aadmi seedhe kadam nahi rakh pata

Agar pani risna nahi shuru hua hota

to samadar nahin ban pata

agar Himalaya uth khada nahin hota

to dharti samtal hi nazar aati

aur aadmi antariksha mein gir jata...

Lekin ab sab tay hai

saalon se chalti jeevan ki ek lay hai

hawaon mein disha barkarar hai

insaan ko insaan sse bahut pyar hai

Ab use in pahadon mein ane ki zaroorat nahin

Usne jeevan samtal zameen par banaya hain

Vo gufayeinn  aur pahad

jo ubhare huye chehre hain chattanaon ke

ab khookhle kar diye gaye hain

Cement aur Concrete banane ke liye.

Vayuyanon ne pahad ke kad chote kar diye hain

unhein hawaon mein kisi disha ki zaroorat nahin

Asmaan mein baithe kursi se

dekhi hai maine us visphot ki shakl

jahan se uthta hua dhuan

mil raha hai meri hawa mein

ek nayi disha dene ke liye.

Visphot se ruki hui dharti

phir se apni dhuri par ghoomne lagi hai.

aur

chid gayi hain Salmon machliyan

Unhe samnadaron mein rukna pada hai

Nadiyan jo sukhti jaa rahi hain

Pani ko risne nahin diya ja raha

bandha ja raha hai

Concrete mein.

Shayad jaise aadmi dharti chodh

antariksha mein jana chah raha hai

Salmon machliyon ne bhi

ek ulti yaatra shuru ki hai

Samudra tal ki taraf.

wahan padi ek daraar mein

pahadon, pedon, nadiyon ki taraf se

ek Sifarish rakhi hai.

Mujhe ye bhram hai

ki dharti ruki hui hai

raftaar maine pakdi hui hai

lekin bhitar hi bhitar

ek chattan sarak rahi hai.

Fitoor

Wo kaunsa tukda hai sadak ka jahan tum
utar aoge
Wo kaunsa kissa hai kahani ka jise
tum sunaoge
Ungli kaunsi uthaoge
Bewajah ko
wajah kab kab banaoge
Moond ke aankein
saanson ko laya par kis tarah bithaoge
chalte chalte sapnon mein chale aoge
fir neend mein badbadaoge
Leher mein kile sa dhah jaoge
aur samandar ko apna kinara banaoge
Duniya maidan jitni lagti ho
aur kadam lambe uthaoge

Fitoor kuch nazar ayega paas
kisse kam pad jayenge
baat banti dikhegi
bigadte log ikattha ho jayenge
Fitoor fir nazar ayega paas
Kahin se kahin
aur yahan se wahan hokar bhi
sabse hokar guzar jaoge

Sara sangeet fir
ek dhun mein hoga
Fitoor koi ab tum mein hoga
Dhun par savaar tum fitoori ho jaoge.

Kavita ke baare mein

Thoda kam bolo.

Itna sara kehne mein,

bhool na jana baat ko

Chaho to ek kavita likh do,

ek choti si kavita

Lekin kavita ko 

kavita ki tarah mat likhna,

na baat ko baat ki tarah kehna

Ek laya ho 

par zaroori nahi

ki koi geet hi ho

Thos ho par 

usme samjhaish ki ubasi na ho

Keval tumhari baat karna

kavita ki nahi

Kavita ko kehna

kavita ke baare mein nahin

Jadon ka phailaw 

ho sakta hai

par mitti ko 

bandhe bhi rakhna hai

Kavita mein kho jana 

bahut aasan hai

kavita sabse mahan hai

Tumhari baat ek teer ki tarah 

lagni chahiye

Kavita to keval uski kamaan hai.

Cinema

Cinema ka shagird hoon

kisi din main bhi cinema sikhaunga

Mise-en-scene mein jeeta hoon

Tumhe apna montage banaunga

Linsing ki kala mein allhad hoon,

Ek din tumhari aankhon ke parde hataunga.

Frame lagaunga jab dutch pe

kahan jaoge fir bachke.

Catharsis

Moon awaits

Moonlight stikes a chord

A musician's tyranny

His obsession for the silent gong.

Dedicated to dig.

Revelation of a discovery

Catharsis by a violin note.

My Emergency Window

All my journeys have been marked by the 
Emergency window

I never looked outside to see the world pass by

My eye always looked at the window 
as the world said goodbye

I am more of a destination person,

not a travel freak.

So did the window kept reminding me

To jump or not to jump out 
was not the question

but off the beeping reminder 
which silently murmured 

about the occurrence 
of a waiting disaster.

The bold red border 
made my frame

through which I see 
the lush geen fields of solitude 
blur away.

Such contrast!

only says more 
about my longing to be...

To be someone who would 
not be a passenger anymore,

who would wave 
the emergency window goodbye.

I am now 
on the greener side of the world

where no emergency can occur,

I would play with time and curl.

Curl up into many folds of solace 
and dry up.

The bold red paint 
framed me again.

This time it said, 
Emergency EXIT.

and my poem 
had took an untimely, 
accidental last breath,

before 
it jumped out of the window.