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कविता (Kavita – Poem) : माँ (Maa – Mother)
कवि (Kavi – Poet) : गोपाल कृष्ण भट्ट ‘आकुल’ (Gopal Krishn Bhatt ‘Aakul’)
माँ आँखों से ओझल होती,
आँखें ढूँढ़ा करती रोती।
वो आँखों में स्वप्न सँजोती,
हर दम नींद में जगती सोती।
Mother disappears from the eyes,
eyes would crying while looking for her.
She decorates dreams in her eyes,
and in every moment of her sleep, she sleeps and wakes up.
वो मेरी आँखों की ज्योति,
मैं उसकी आँखों का मोती।
कितने आँचल रोज भिगोती,
वो फिर भी ना धीरज खोती।
She is the light of my eyes,
I am pearl of her eyes.
how many laps have she daily got wet,
even then she doesn’t lose her patience.
कहता घर मैं हूँ इकलौती,
दादी की मैं पहली पोती।
माँ की गोदी स्वर्ग मनौती,
क्या होता जो माँ ना होती।
The house tells that I am the only child,
first granddaughter of my grandmother.
the heavenly laps of mother,
what would be if mother have not been around.
नहीं जरा भी हुई कटौती,
गंगा बन कर भरी कठौती।
बड़ी हुई मैं हँसती रोती,
आँख दिखाती जो हद खोती।
there was no shortage,
shortage was filled with water from river Ganges.
I laughed and cried while growing,
throwing a tantrum if I felt impatient.
शब्द नहीं माँ कैसी होती,
माँ तो बस माँ जैसी होती।
आज हूँ जो, वो कभी न होती,
मेरे संग जो माँ ना होती।।
No word to describe how mother would be,
mother would have been just like mother.
today I am, that wouldn’t be possible,
if mother wouldn’t be with me.
Hope it helps u
कविता (Kavita – Poem) : माँ (Maa – Mother)
कवि (Kavi – Poet) : गोपाल कृष्ण भट्ट ‘आकुल’ (Gopal Krishn Bhatt ‘Aakul’)
माँ आँखों से ओझल होती,
आँखें ढूँढ़ा करती रोती।
वो आँखों में स्वप्न सँजोती,
हर दम नींद में जगती सोती।
Mother disappears from the eyes,
eyes would crying while looking for her.
She decorates dreams in her eyes,
and in every moment of her sleep, she sleeps and wakes up.
वो मेरी आँखों की ज्योति,
मैं उसकी आँखों का मोती।
कितने आँचल रोज भिगोती,
वो फिर भी ना धीरज खोती।
She is the light of my eyes,
I am pearl of her eyes.
how many laps have she daily got wet,
even then she doesn’t lose her patience.
कहता घर मैं हूँ इकलौती,
दादी की मैं पहली पोती।
माँ की गोदी स्वर्ग मनौती,
क्या होता जो माँ ना होती।
The house tells that I am the only child,
first granddaughter of my grandmother.
the heavenly laps of mother,
what would be if mother have not been around.
नहीं जरा भी हुई कटौती,
गंगा बन कर भरी कठौती।
बड़ी हुई मैं हँसती रोती,
आँख दिखाती जो हद खोती।
there was no shortage,
shortage was filled with water from river Ganges.
I laughed and cried while growing,
throwing a tantrum if I felt impatient.
शब्द नहीं माँ कैसी होती,
माँ तो बस माँ जैसी होती।
आज हूँ जो, वो कभी न होती,
मेरे संग जो माँ ना होती।।
No word to describe how mother would be,
mother would have been just like mother.
today I am, that wouldn’t be possible,
if mother wouldn’t be with me.
Hope it helps u
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A ghost, though invisible, still is like a place
your sight can knock on, echoing; but here
within this thick black pelt, your strongest gaze
will be absorbed and utterly disappear:
just as a raving madman, when nothing else
can ease him, charges into his dark night
howling, pounds on the padded wall, and feels
the rage being taken in and pacified.
She seems to hide all looks that have ever fallen
into her, so that, like an audience,
she can look them over, menacing and sullen,
and curl to sleep with them. But all at once
as if awakened, she turns her face to yours;
and with a shock, you see yourself, tiny,
inside the golden amber of her eyeballs
suspended, like a prehistoric fly.
your sight can knock on, echoing; but here
within this thick black pelt, your strongest gaze
will be absorbed and utterly disappear:
just as a raving madman, when nothing else
can ease him, charges into his dark night
howling, pounds on the padded wall, and feels
the rage being taken in and pacified.
She seems to hide all looks that have ever fallen
into her, so that, like an audience,
she can look them over, menacing and sullen,
and curl to sleep with them. But all at once
as if awakened, she turns her face to yours;
and with a shock, you see yourself, tiny,
inside the golden amber of her eyeballs
suspended, like a prehistoric fly.
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