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अन्धेरे मे

अन्धेरे मे खुद को, कोइ सम्भल्ता नही है,
हवा खुद ही आती है, कोइ लाता नही है,
आसमा मे चमकती, बिजली असहाय है,
कड़क के गिरती है, कोई सम्भालता नहीं है,


दुनिया के हर रूप से, उठ चुका है यकीं आज,
आज तो इंसान को खुद पे भी यकीं आता नहीं है,
जहर हाथों मे है, पर  कायर मर पाता नहीं है,
जिंदगी से है नफ़रत, मौत से यारी कर पाता नहीं है |


~अभि  

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  1. UnknownMarch 3, 2014 at 11:29 AM

    good...jahar hatho mein hai.....is really good..

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  2. Yashwant R. B. MathurMarch 5, 2014 at 7:18 AM

    कल 06/03/2014 को आपकी पोस्ट का लिंक होगा http://nayi-purani-halchal.blogspot.in पर
    धन्यवाद !

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  3. कौशल लालMarch 5, 2014 at 11:52 PM

    जहर हाथों मे है, पर कायर मर पाता नहीं है,
    जिंदगी से है नफ़रत, मौत से यारी कर पाता नहीं है |........बहुत सुन्दर

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