bekhabar ho jaye kuch iss kadr,
Ke sirf mausamo ki ho khabar...

Ek alag din,

Ek khas din,

Suna hai sirf kamjoro ka manate hai

Majdoor diwas ho ya,

Mahila diwas ya fir

Kavita diwas..

Kya ye yatharth hai,

Ya fir ye kisi ka swarth hai..

Kavitayein..

Jin par julm hue hazar,

Aawaz ko dabaya gaya kai bar,

 Karagaar ki chaar diwari me,

Kabhi  kaid siyasat ki bimari me,

Fir bhi kranti layi hai,

Ye kavita hi hai,

jisne murdo me bhi jaan laayi hai...

Kaise kamzor ho sakti hai kavita,

Jo khud kamzoro ka sahara hai,

Ek din diya hai tumne usse,

Jisne har lamha,tumhare ehsaso ko,

Lafzo se sawara hain...

Kaise kamzor ho sakti hai ye kavita..

Main aur meri shayari,

Aksar ye batein karte hai

Tum hoti to shayed,

Meri shayari na hoti...

Bachcho ki tarah khilkhilati ho,

Bewajah aksar rooth jati ho,

Hawa me sard nami ki tarah,

Mathe ki shikan mitati ho,

Kya ho tum ,padh lu jara sa,

Hosh me na rahoo to hi,

 Ratti bhar samjh me aati ho...

Kafi advicey dete ho,

Duvidha ke dhani lagte ho...

Uljhi hai sawalo me
Ye nazar jaha tak jaye
Maaji ke ehsas dilaye
Fir bhi waqt yun gujarne ko
Lamha har waqt yahi chala aaye...

Iss sal holi office ki char diwari me beet rahi hai,

Aas pas ke saro ki shikayte badi zoro se panap rahi hai,

Gaaliyo ki bhouchaar chai sutto ke break me ugal rahi hain,

Kaap gayi rooh sabki jab ek masoom sa sawal poocha,

Sarhad pe khade sabhi jawan bhi jab ghar aa jayega,

To kambakhto karm ke iss chakra se duniya me santulan kaun banayega....