तूफ़ानों की सहेली

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मुझे तराशना चाहते हो
क्यों तुम मुझसे डरते हो
मुझे बदलना चाहते हो
क्यों तुम खुद से लड़ते हो

मैं मदमस्त हवा हूँ
साथ उड़ा ले जाऊँगी
मैं घनघोर घटा हूँ
तुम पर मैं बरस जाऊँगी

मैं हूँ वो अल्हड़ नदिया
सागर से चली जो मिलने
क्यों बाँध लगाते हो मुझपर
तुमको भी बहा ले जाऊँगी

उड़ती हुई रंगीन तितली
फूल-फूल मंडराऊँगी
जंगल की हिरणी हूँ मैं
वन-वन फिरती जाऊँगी

मस्त शेरनी अपने दल की
मेरी राह न रोको तुम
लक्ष्मण रेखाओं से रोक सको
इतना कहाँ है तुम में दम

नित नए मैं स्वाँग रचाऊँ
खेलूँ दुनिया से आँख-मिचौली
रोक सको तो रोक लो मुझको
मैं हूँ तूफ़ानों की सहेली।

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I can't call myself a writer but yes I have enjoyed penning down my thoughts, at times sharing at other times secretly saving them. In school and college had some of my work published and I did participate in essay writing and debating but never took it up professionally. That was a choice I don't regret. Internet and social media have somewhere given me the courage to re-discover this side of me and I am glad that I have started sharing. I will definitely try to be more active. I enjoy all kinds of writing and what I write or read does not always depend on my mood. There have been times when I have been extremely happy but the words that I have penned down have been extremely sad and poignant and vice-versa. It is wonderful to connect with more poets/writers through this site.
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Lovely. That’s the song from soul of a free woman. U reminded me of a few lines I wrote long back-

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ना रुक पाऊंगी तीरों पे
मैं पक्षी हूँ उन्मुक्त गगन की
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