Amit Verma

Tere bin bhi behal jaye,to kya gum hai
Ke girke khud samhal jaye, to kya gum hai
Baha de ashq ka dariyaa, magar lekin
Armaan yun nikal jaye, to kya gum hai
Bahut si surateien hai, magar aissi nahi
Ke shola hi pighal jaye, to kya gum hai
Kabhi apno se, kabhi gairon se darr lagta hai
“Aks” khud se dehal jaye, […]

Ek arse baad lauta hai musaafir apne ghar me aise,
Sab kuchh lut chuka ho raat beete safar me jaise…
Khaamosh yeh khidkiyaan
Aanewale ke chehre ko taakti hain…
Raushandanon me fansi makadiyan,
Har chhoti badi cheez ko apne jaal me faansti hain…
Inn deewaaron ka rang kyun uda sa hai,
Pichwaade ka darwaaja bhi aadha khula sa hai…

Gumsum chup chaap wahin khadi rahi,
Khud se baatein chaar karti rahi,
Raat bhar aakhri kinaare pe latakte latakte jaise thak gayi,
Os ki ek boond subah hote hi,
Patte ko chhorh haule se zameen par sarak gayi…
Girna kya hua,
Jaise jhankaar uthaa karti hain paayalon ke thirakne se,
Paayalon ka thirakna kya hua,
Jaise aawaz uthaa karti hain sheehon ke tootne […]

From my diary
Sach hi to hai, ek aise hi akeli raat me
tum mere zindagi me aayi thi
ek aise hi andheri raat ko
tumne ujale me badal diya
sapno ke tare dekhe aur pyar bhara chand bhi
dil me khusi ke fuvare liye
mai udene laga asman me

I will not call her as“Indian Women Writer” but would prefer respectfully referring to her as legend of Indian literature She was oldest living writer till 31st October 2005. Voice of Asian poetry Amrita Pritam falls silent. Her enduring themes were love, desire, identity, Partition, and freedom, especially a woman’s freedom and believe
It was 2-3 […]