Nanhe nanhe nagmo mai, bahake bahake kadamo se mai aage chala,
Tujhse door hokar, himmat karke maine alvida kaha.
Mujh par beetin hui, kisko sunao, rehta ho jo mai akela
apne hi ghar mai, ghair bana diya hai, meri maa
Raat ke andhero mai, chadhar oodhe mai rehta saema sa
Kisko pukaro kisko bolo darr hai jo mujhe lagta
Apno se hi dara hua, apno ke liye hoon mai begana
Har askh ke aaiane mai dektha hoon tujhe, meri maa
Apno ne hi tuthraya, apno ne hi dil se nikal diya
Mera bhi dil hai, par ab yeh hai jo tuth gaya
Phir bhi jodhta ho, akele mai deta ho khudko dilasa,
teri tasveer ko dekh kar chup ho jata hoon, meri maa
Mere liye wo apne the, phir kyun mili mujhe yeh sila
apno ne hi zindagi ke safar mai, mera saath chod diya
apne hi ghar mai, gootha hoon jo roz mai akela
kuch nahi kehta par andar hi andar mai bikar jata hoon, meri maa
Khud se door karke, kya mila mujhe tu bata, meri maa
Tu bhi roothi hogi, mere liye tarasti hogi na, meri maa
Mai galat ho tho mujhse root jaana, mujhse baat mat karna, meri maa
Par Agle janam mai mujhe khudse door mat karna, meri maa
Tere bigar mai na jee paoga, aise hi marr jaoga, meri maa
Hmmm...well i must say it is a nicely chosen topic to write a poem infact i feel this the purpose of writing any poem is to express someone's very softest feelings and the most lovable way...and if topic is as nice as Mother then the attractiveness of the poem increases exponentially because i feel that at any age a child resides in all of us and the most important thing of him is his mother because she is the one who gives him the affetction and care which happens to be the reason of his sustainance at that age or infact for entire cycle of life...
ReplyDeleteLets not forget that in societies like us we have always considered mother a step ahead of god even ahead of father...But at this era one can very easily that there is a kind of pollution in our attitude and way of thinking the in name of fashion and on the altars of the worldly things we have sacrificed our affeaction for some body from whom i think we owe every form of emotions them what to talk of affection.
Now one can think of planning his budget for a pet or a set of memberships in some hiclass ultra modern clubs but never thinks of keeping his parents along with them which in one way or the other indicates that somewhere the new generation which call as GenX or GenY is heading towards an era in which it will be very difficult to understand that what exactly means the true, selfless love which only a mother can give to her child....
I don't know from where the blogger got this idea of writting a poem on a subject called "MA" from a latest movie or from a piece of literature but i must say the only thing that would have made him to write such a poem is the love which he would have got from the most godly creature( i think) for all of us called "MA" can we expect that the history will take a beautiful "U" turn on this note and this generation to which we belong can start thinking more about MA than their latest but not so lasting( in many cases) soulmates called GF or BF....
Aamin...Aamin...
Rahul