Tuesday

Shiv Kumar Batalvi-Arzoi

Shiv Kumar Bitalvi Poetry___ ARJOI
Shiv Kumar Batalvi

 

(Poem 11 of 26)

 

ARZOI

 

Tu jo sooraj chori keeta
Mera si.
Tu jis ghar vich nhera keeta,
Mera si.

Eh jo dhhupp tere ghar hasse, meri hai.
Is de baajon meri umar haneri hai.
Is vich mere gham di mehak batheri hi,
Eh dhhupp kal si meri, ajj vi meri hai.

Maen hi kiran-vihoona is da baabal haan
Is de angi meri aggan samoi hai,
Is vich mere sooraj di khushboi hai.,
Sikhar dupehre jis di chori hoi hai.

Par is chori vich tera kuj vi dosh naheen,
Sooraj di har yug vich chori hoi hai.
Roundi roundi sooraj nu har yug andar
Koi na koi sada dupehri moi hai.

Maen nir-loa, risham-vichhoona araz karaan,
Maen ik baap adharmi tere duvaar khadda,
Aa hatheen ikk sooraj tere sees dharaan,
Aa ajj apani dhhupp lai tere paer phaddaan.

Men kalkhaai deh, tu menu bakhsh daveen
Dhhuppaan shaven mudd na mera naam laveen.
Je koi kiran kade kuj puchhe, chupp raveen,
Ja menu ‘kaala sooraj’ keh ke ttaal daveen.

Eh ik dhhupp de baabal di arjoi hai,
Meri dhhupp mere lai ajj toun moi hai,
Saney sooraje teri ajj toun hoi hai,
Dhhupp jedde ghar hasse, baabal soi hai.

Tu jo sooraj chori keeta
Tera si.
Mera ghar ta janam-divas ton
Nhera si.