Sparsh

Thursday, September 27, 2007

On partition

एक आग का दरिया बहा

लकीरें खिंच गए मादरे-वतन पे

उजाड़ ले गए आंधी एक गाँव को

वीरान सा पड़ा,धड़कता रह दिल.

बँट गया कारवां,वक़्त के मार से

मातम मनानें के लिए आंसू भी ना निकले

अब तो यादें धुन्धुलाते हुए आती हैं..

एक मुस्कराहट देखे ज़माना हो गया !!

This poem is dedicated to Qurat-ul-Ain Haider .

Study of literature left everlasting impression on me since childhood days. I came across many gems of English and Hindi language. As having a sentimental nature, I had admired these 3 writers. They are inherent in me forever..

P.B.Shelley

Mark Twain

Oscar Wilde

They are mighty ones on whom shoulders, I rose and learned about this place called as world. I will not recommend any masterpiece of them because each individual has its own choice and taste.