Sunday, June 3, 2012

जो कहना चाहा था ..........














साँसों  के  उलझे  धागों  को 
थोड़ा  सुलझाया 
जज्बातों  के  समुंदर  को 
थोड़ा  टटोला 
एहसांसों पर  पड़ी 
धूल की  परत  भी  साफ़  की
बिखरे हुए  अल्फाजों को 
इक्हठा  किया 
थोड़ा  इधर …थोडा  उधर  से 
सूखी  कलम   में 
नयी  स्याही  भी  डाली 
और  एक   कोरा  कागज़  लेकर 
बैठ  गयी ……एकांत  में 
अकेले ……………तारों  से  मुंह  मोड़के………………
घण्टों  बाद  एहसास  हुआ  ……
आँसू की  एक  बूँद  छलक  कर 
पन्ने  पर  कहीं  फ़ैल  गयी  थी 
और  जो  कहना  चाहा था 
वो  हमेशा  की  तरह ……..…दिल  में  ही  रह  गया  !

~Saumya

15 comments:

  1. Amazing.. how many times do we suppress our words and thoughts in caution of various necessary and unnecessary fears?

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  2. Intense emotions can never find words ... They are just too beautiful to come out of...

    Incomplete expression...words... Resistance

    Then again beauty lies in incompleteness that way many things are left for imagination ...
    and whats better than imagination ?

    After all u just need to point towards moon
    One don't need to fetch it down to ...

    One can't ! and shouldn't !

    Beautiful :)

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  3. :)

    shabd nhi mil rahe kuch kehne ko....

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  4. आँसू की एक बूँद छलक कर
    पन्ने पर कहीं फ़ैल गयी थी
    और जो कहना चाहा था
    वो हमेशा की तरह ……..…दिल में ही रह गया !
    बहुत ही सुंदर और प्यारी कविता. मन के भावों का मंद मंद झोंका मन प्रसन्न कर गया...!!!

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  5. dont worry ..ye ankaha hi hamesha kuch n kuch kahlvaata rahega ...pyaari najm :)

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  6. @Sangeeta ji: Thankyou :)

    @Punam: true that....thanks :)

    @Chandan: aptly said....thanks a lot :)

    @committed to life: maine bhi to kuch nahi kaha...:P...thanks for the read :)

    @Sanjay ji: thanyou :)

    @Vandana: Hope so....thankyou :)

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  7. I've never felt more free to cry than when I am beneath the stars and it is dark.

    It is the time when the connection completes in its entirety. So don't mind the sole tear, or rather, let it not be alone, let them flow. It is just the mystique of that jewelled sky ebbing away the pain :)

    Take care,
    Blasphemous Aesthete

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  8. @Anshul: I do let it flow... always...the pain somehow evaporates in its warmth...and I'm doing good...thanks :)

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  9. This was gorgeous. Good to have you writing again :)

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