Again I'm at School, poem by AnAlone Krishna

_ Again I'm at School_

(after dreaming school memories during sleep of night)

poem by AnAlone Krishna-

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_ Again I'm at School_
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Apne aankho ki moti tum, yoon hi jaya karti ho,
Jo v aye man me, use tum baya karti ho.
Tum rooth kar, kisi chij ki jab jeed karti ho,
To na jane kaise, mera mausam naya karti ho.
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Aisi bahki-bahki baate, ab mai v kar sakta hoon,
Kavi kisi ko dekhkar, ab mai v mar sakta hoon.
Aur to aur na milne par, apni jindagi kho doonga,
Aisi-aisi bhawnao se, ab mai v dar sakta hoon.
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Kyu karta hoon mai aisi baate, ye sochna tum chod do,
Agar sahanbhooti dene ka mann kare, to apne kadmo ko mod do.
Mai bilkul thik-thak hoon, mai kavi majboor nahi,
Jo mujhe majboor dikhaye, un aayno ko fod do.
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Kya laga ki mai pahle jaisa hoon, mujhme hua koi badlaw nahi,
Mai ab v maayush sa rahta, aur baitha rahta gumsum kahi.
Samay k saath badlaaw huye hai, aur maine v kai hai dost banaye,
Masti karta hoon sabke saath ab, vale dikhu ab v sidha sahi.
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Chupta tha mai saaye ke piche, usse jo koi apna tha,
Dusman banta uske najro me, jiska subah-sham naam japna tha.
Kuch nahi tha mere man me, bas uski najro se bachna tha,
Aankh khuli subah-subah, tab jana ye to bas ek sapna tha.
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Ye v kya sapna tha,ki hum saath-saath me baithe the,
Wahi purane bench-desk aur dost, bas naye-naye hamare masti the.
Wahi hamare Aanchary, aur waise hi unki sari kacchaye thi,
Kya khoob sajaaya bhagwan ne mera sapna, ki naye andaj me ham savi dost mile the.
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-AnAlone Krishna.
03/05/2016.
For all friends who miss school life.