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sharing some really good poems in Marathi.. None of them is written by me....
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April 16 थॅंक्सआयुष्याच्या अल्बममध्ये आठवणींचे फ़ोटो असतात . आणखी एक कॉपी काढायला निगेटिव्ह्ज मात्र शिल्लक नसतात . गजर तर रोजचाच आंघोळ फ़क्त दहा मिनीटे? भसाडा का असेना गीतेचा रस्ता योग्यच आहे . कधीतरी एकटे संध्याकाळी मंदिराबरोबरच द्यायला कोणी नसलं रात्री झोपताना मात्र January 23 Dont drink n drive... let others be alive .. I went to a party Mom, I remembered what you said. You told me not to drink, Mom, So I drank soda instead. I really felt proud inside, Mom, The way you said I would. I didn't drink and drive, Mom, Even though the others said I should. I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.. Now the party is finally ending, Mom, As everyone is driving out of sight... As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece. Because of the way you raised me, So responsible and sweet. I started to drive away, Mom, But as I pulled out into the road, The other car didn't see me, Mom, And hit me like a load. As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say, "The other guy is drunk," Mom, And now I'm the one who will pay. I'm lying here dying, Mom.... I wish you'd get here soon. How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon. There is blood all around me, Mom, And most of it is mine. I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time. I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink. It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think. He was probably at the same party as I. The only difference is, he drank And I will die. Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life. I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife. The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, And I don't think it's fair. I'm lying here dying And all he can do is stare. Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave. And when I go to heaven, Mom, Put "GOOD BOY" on my grave. Someone should have told him, Mom, Not to drink and drive. If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive. My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared. Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there. I have one last question, Mom. Before I say good bye. I didn't drink and drive, So why am I the one to die? December 04 नभं उतरू आलं, चिंब थरथर वलं
नभं उतरू आलं,
चिंब थरथर वलं
अंग झिम्माड झालं, हिरव्या बहरात अशा वलंस राती, गळा शपथा येती साता जल्मांची प्रीती, सरंल दिनरात वल्या पान्यात पारा, एक गगन धरा तसा तुझा उबारा, सोडून रीतभात नगं लागंट बोलू, उभं आभाळ झेलू गाठ बांधला शालू, तुझ्याच पदरा सुन्यासुन्या मैफिलीत माझ्या
सुन्यासुन्या
मैफिलीत माझ्या
तुझेच मी गीत
गात आहे अजूनही वाटते मला की, अजूनही चांदरात आहे उगीच स्वप्नात सावल्यांची कशास केलीस आर्जवे तू ? दिलेस का प्रेम तू कुणाला तुझ्याच जे अंतरात आहे ? कळे न तू पाहशी कुणाला ? कळे न हा चेहरा कुणाचा ? पुन्हा पुन्हा भास होत आहे तुझे हसू आरशात आहे ! उगाच देऊ नकोस हाका, कुणी इथे थांबणार नाही गडे, पुन्हा दूरचा प्रवासी कुठेतरी दूर जात आहे सख्या तुला भेटतील माझे तुझ्या घरी सूर ओळखीचे उभा तुझ्या अंगणी स्वरांचा अबोल हा पारिजात आहे ! धुंद होते शब्द सारेधुंद होते शब्द सारे, धुंद होत्या भावना वाऱ्यासंगे वाहता त्या फुलापाशी थांब ना सये रमुनी या जगात रिक्त भाव असे परि कैसे गुंफु गीत हे ? धुंद होते शब्द सारे ! मेघ दाटून गंध लहरुनि बरसला मल्हार हा चांदराती भाव गुंतुनी बहरला निशिगंध हा का कळेना काय झाले, भास की आभास सारे जीवनाचा गंध हा, विश्रांत हा, शांत हा ! |
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