Os ki boond..

Ek boond Os ki,
patte par padi,
sarakte sarakte kinare par aa gayi,
latke latke, apne wajan ke bhar sehti,
subah ka intezaar kar rahi thi,
fir prabha muskarayi,
surye ki pehli kiranon ne,
us boond ko prakashit kia,
use naya jeevan dia,
os ki us boond ne,
aur kai saathi boondon ke saath,
banayi ek bahumulya jayamala ,
kia us patte ko vibhushit,
jiske saundarya ka varnan,
shayad shabd na kar sakein.

Par ye kya,
kuch hi der main us jayamala ka ek ek moti,
toot toot kar dhara main sama gaya,

Shayad oos ki ek boond bhi,
jeevan ke us satya ko batlati hai,
ki shareer to nashwar hai,
use ek din mitti main hi milna hai,
ab faisla hamare haaton main hai,
ya to jayamala ka shringaar karein,
is jagat ki sundarta badhayein,
ya seedhe hi dhara main sama jayein.