Maa...

My first poem dedicated to mother... The first thing and first name...

maut ke aagosh me jab thak ke so jati hai maa
tab kahi jaa kar thoda sukoon pati hai maa

fikar me baccho ki kuchh is tarha ghul jati hai maa
naujawan hote hue boodhi nazar aati hai maa

rooh ke rishto ki ye gahraiya to dekhiye
chot lagti hai hamare aur chillati hai maa

jane kitni barf si raato me aisa bhi hua
baccha to chhaati pe hai gile me so jati hai maa

samne baccho ke khush rehti hai har ek haal me
raat ko chhup chhup ke lekin ashk barsati hai maa

kab zarurat ho mere bacche ko itna soch kar
jagti rahti hain aankhe aur so jati hai maa

pehly baccho ko khilati hai sukoon-o-chain se
bad me jo kuch bacha wo shauq se khati hai maa

pyar kehte hain kise aur mamta kya cheez hai
koi un baccho se pooche jin ki chhin jati hai maa

marte dam baccha na aa pae agar pardes se
apni dono putliyan chaukhat pe rakh jati hai maa

chahe hum khushiyo me maa ko bhool jae doston
jab museebat sar pe aati ha to yaad aati ha maa

Marte marte bhi jeene ki dua de jati hai maa...