Dhananjay Parmar |
Hi friend’s
This is just poem and shayari,
And
Story
Bharat, - India,
ban gaya hai
Aantakiyo ke
saaye me hum rehte hai har pal,
khatm naa hoti
jaativaad ki siyaasate..chal rahi hai har pal,
naa afjal
mara..naa aatank,
bas begunaah
maare jaa rahe hai,
kuch naa badla
1947 saal se,
bas bharat, india
ban gaya hai....
Ek veer ne khayi
thi ghaas ki rotiya,
ab bahuto ke
naseeb me wo bhi naa hai,
desh ke liye teen
yuva chadhe the suli pe,
ab kisaan suli pe
chadhe jaa rahe hai,
kuch naa badla 1947
saal se,
bas bharat, india
ban gaya hai....
Baapu ne tyage
the kapde desh prem ke khaatir,
janta ke utar
gaye kapde iss mehngaai ke khaatir,
gulaam ban gaya
tha desh jab paraye aaye the ise lutne,
ab bhi desh
gulaam hi hai jab apno ko lut rahe hai apne,
kuch naa badla 1947
saal se,
bas bharat, india
ban gaya hai....
Rishwatkhori ki
aag me kuch iss tarah julas raha hai desh,
apne adhikaaro ke
liye apno ko deni pad rahi hai ghus,
pata nhi desh me
ghotaale hai..yaa ghotaalo me desh,
sirf ek baat hi
saaf hai ki gadde me aa gaya hai desh,
kuch naa badla 1947
saal se,
bas bharat, india
ban gaya hai....
Sardi garmi
barsaat..seema pe seena taane khade rahte hai jawan,
hum sote hai
chain ki neend..jaagte rehte hai jawan,
aaj ke daur me
bhai bhai ke liye naa ladta,
wo pure desh ke
liye ladne ko taiyar hai,
kuch naa badla 1947
saal se,
seema pe bharat
maa ka naara wo hi hai,
agar kuch badla 1947
saal se,
bas bharat, india
ban gaya hai....
Dhananjay Parmar |
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