Her everyday struggle

Eternal song of a Bumblebee

Akhir aa hi gaya wo din jb milna tha bhanwre ko phool se,
Geet gaata, gungunata pahucha wo bhawar uske suroor me.
Beet gaye the jo din, jo pal us phool ki yaad me,
Phirse hone wali hai mulaqat,nikla bhanwra anokhe andaaz me.

Uski yaad ane par saanso ko ahista wo chalaya karta,
Dhadhkano me unki ibadat krne mai jo khalal padta.
Band kaliyo ke shabnam se zyada hai tum me taazgi,
Apni khushbu se sabko khush krdo aisi hai tumhari sadgi.

Udta chal raha tha bhanwra apne pankho se nahi honsalo se,
Phool se milne ki khushi ne kiya jo tha utsaahit use.
Aise to honge aur bhi phulon me naaz aur andaaz,
Par milna hai us bhanwre ko jis phul se unki ada hi hai khaas.

Us bhanwre ki hadd hai wahan tak,
Miljaye use us phool ke nishaan jahan tak.
Udta chala hai dekho us phool se milne ki chaah me,
Uthata ja raha hai uski sugandh apni sundar si raah me.

Thi to use jaldi apni manzil ko paane ki,
Sabse pyaara phool jo raah dekh raha tha uske aane ki.
Faasle bhi hi zaroori paas aane ke liye,
Bhoolna bhi hai zaroori yaad aane ke liye.

Par wo bhawra to tha un faaslo aur us bhulne ki majboori se juda,
Apne pankh par gire huye us phool ki pattiyo ko liya tha usne saja.
Na hoga koi phool jiski koplo me hogi aisi damak,
Dekh ke jise ajaye murjhaye chahro par bhi chamak.

Zar se bhi zareen unki kople hai sabse naram,
Bhanwre ke safar ki thakan ko unke sparsh se lgjata hai marham.
Na dekha tha kabhi koi phool itna rangeen aur khubsurat,
Us bhawre ki majaal dekho jo bnane chala khud ko us phool ki chhat.

Rah na jaye koi baat adhoori isliye gungunata rahta tha,
Chhoot na jaye ye saath phool ko ghar banaye rakha tha.
Ho jo tum wo phool, tumhara har andaaz hai nirala,
Akhir tumne hi is bhawre ko rakha hai har dm samhaala.

Na tha koi, na hoga koi ek phool tumsa haseen aur lajawaab,
Tumhare liye sooraj bhi hojaye sheetal aur chaand bedaag.
Aane do is qaaynaat me bade se bada zalzala,
Na band hopayega is bhanwre ka uske phool se milne ka silsila.

Bas me hota to bna leta wo us phool par apna ghosla,
Jaaye jahan bhi wo phool,uska bhanwra bhi saath chal chala.
Shahad bhare us phool ke kaante bhi nahi chubha karte hai,
Bhanwre ko to wo kaate bhi resham ke parvat jaise lagte hai.

Kho gaya hai ye bhanwra us phool ki mand masti mai,
Karle band phool use khud me aur sawaar hojaye itehaad ki kashti mai.
Na honge kabhi bhi door hum phool aur bhanwar,
Karta rahunga gunjaar aur gunjte rahenge mere ye swar amar.

The longing of a lover to meet his beloved, the wait and the anticipation can not be expressed but can only be felt. Just like a bee which floats in love to meet its flower. The journey it embarks on to embrace it beloved, humming along a serenade of eternal love.

Happy Women’s Day 😊

You Beauty!!

In your face, I can feel the presence of god.
Lighting up the dark alleys with a smile so broad.
Even the black and white becomes colorful, with your touch.
To honour your spirit even the alphabets aren’t much.
The zeal you possess and the grit that you attire,
Complemented by the unmatched beauty that everyone desire.
Under the hood of poise resides a tender heart,
Wandering the world in search of its true serene part.
For the roses will wilt and the leaves will wither,
But thy beauty will be intact as the heavens never smither. 😍

But where is she?

Her infectious smile makes a myriad of flowers dance merrily round the clock,
Her cheerful laugh is like an addictive music of waves hitting the rock.
Her mirthful nature obliterates the darkness of a heart forlorn,
A glimpse of her harbingers an unrivalled freshness of dawn.
She is an epitome of fortitude that cannot be breached,
She is a castle of bravado that can never be seiged.
Veiling herself by an unperturbed and immaculate volition,
Har scintillating cavernous eyes are epithets of her ambition.
And Intrepid mind adorns her like an impeccable Tiara,
Spreading her gusto she enriches the surroundings with her aura.
A flabbergasting beauty cradling an ethereal heart,
She is my “Wonder woman” to which her pristine figure impart.
She is like a fresh and cozy wind that soothes the cheeks,
Blowing through her hairs, to get her aroma, the wind sneaks.
She is a priceless gem, the seven kingdoms are in search for,
And for me, she is all the good reasons worth dying for.
But where is she!?!?

Dreaming about someone special, especially when there isn’t one, is the past time job of every person out there.. Where is the prince charming? Where is my Snow white? The unanswered question that lingers around like an unsolved mystery. Our unanswered prayers may get answered but finding the right answer to this one question is tough!!

So, let us not feel bad.. Let us close our eyes and see!! I hope this poem gave us a glimpse if not the answer!!😛