Sunday 17 November 2013

Kanha


Us anjaane dhun ki aahat,
Pairon ke thirakne ki chaahat,
Man ke jasbaaton ki sharaarat,
Nazron ki jhuki si vo nazakat.

Pal bhar main taal se taal mile,
Nainon main bas teri chavi khile,
Koyle sa tan aur vastre peele
Teri murali par saara sansaar hile.

Aaj har gopi teri radha hai,
Rooh ke samarpan ka waada hai,
Bas tujhse dil ko baandha hai,
Main adhoori aur tu mera aadha hai.

Mor-mukut ka pankh hoon main,
Chori ke maakhan ka swaad hoon main,
Gopiyon ka niswarth prem hoon main,
Tere raasleela ka nritya hoon main.

Aaj duniya ka mujhe hosh nahi,
Sab jhoom rahe, koi khamosh nahi
Par mujhe sirf tu dikhe yeh mera dosh nahi
Teri raasleela sirf mere liye hai,
Fir chaahe yeh kehna mera moh sahi.  


P.s: This poem is symbolic of what dance means to me. My choreography always involves elements from Krshna's life and while performing I feel in one with him- As Radha was to Krishna!