Pita - A poem on Father

Paida hue hum jab pita ka naam mila

Is sansaar me hume naya maan mila

Pyas se bhatakte ko registaan me taalab mila

Garmi se jalte ko neem ki chao ka thanda ehsaas mila

Gire jab jab hum uthane wala ek hath mila

Sahi raah dikhane wala ek sacha insaan mila

Mushkil ki ghadi me hamesha uska sath mila

Hamari har jarurat ko pura kare aisa sansaar mila

Himmat de humko aisa vishwas mila

Apni takat ko pehchan aagey bhadne ka paigam mila

Hamari khushi ki khatir pita ka balidaan mila

Khush nasib hoon main jo mujhe pita ke roop me bhagwan mila


-Poem by Peeyush 

Mata-Pita

Hum jab duniya me aaye the....

kitni khushiya laaye the.....

Maata Pita ke chehro pe ...

Muskaan ban ke chaye the...

maa ne raat gujari thi jaag ke...

loriyo ne raat ko char chand lagaye the...

Pita sath the har kadam pe..

gir ke khada hona sikhate the.........

Aaj ho gaye hai hum jab bade....

kyu unko sabak sikhate hai...

kyu mamta aur pyar ko bhul ke ...

unse doorr ho jate hai....

hum hai malik apne jeevan ke ..

Keh unse apne raaj chupate hai...

lutayi thi jinhone sari khushiya hamari jarurat pe...

kyu unka sahara nahi ban paate hai...

jab ho jate hai wo nirbhar hum pe.....

to kisi old age home me chod aate hai....

mujhe to aata hai taras aise mitti ke putlo pe...

jo mata pita ka maan nahi rakh paate hai...

Chaana hai fir se unke chehro pe khushiya ban ke...

aao aaj hum kasam ye khaate hai....

-Poem By Peeyush