Rishtey..

Again, after a long time, I came accross a thought, which I felt, needs to be shared.
It is a poem which is not exactly a poem. Its a actually thought about "relations" in life. It hardly has any rhymes or rhyming scheme..


Yeh rishtey kya hote hai?
Yeh woh kathor vruksh hote hai jo tufaanon ko jhelte hai..
Yeh inn chhote beejon se ubharte hai..



Yunhi yeh nai hote paripakva..
Inhein seenchna padhta hai..
khanijon se, paani se, dhoop se..
Par ek aari kaafi hai inhein ujaadne ko..


Yeh rishtey kya hote hai?

Yeh parinde hote hai jo hawaoon ko cheerte hai..
Yeh in chhote ghoslon mein palte hai..
Inhein khilane ko maa inki
Bhatakti hai dar badar..daanein lekar aati hai..
Par ek shikari ka nishana kaafi hai inhein mitane ko..

Yeh rishtey kya hote hai?

Yeh woh kashti hai jo lehron mein chalti hai..
Yeh chhote lakdon se banti hai..
In chhote lakdon ko ekatrit karna padhta hai..
Jodhna padhta hai..
Par ek suraakh kaafi hai inhein dubone ko..

yeh rishtey kya hote hai?

Har rishta ek naazuk si dor hota hai..
jise sanjona padhta hai...
abhimanon ki kheechtaan se mehfuz rakhna padhta hai..



                                                                                                             

                                                                                                -Dhruvv