Thursday, December 05, 2024

Rebel without cause

कविता, लाल रंग की नहीं होती 

न कागज 

न कलम, न स्याही 


पर खून टपकता है 

कुछ कविताओं से 

क्यूंकि 

हाथ सने थे 

खून में 

कविता लिखने वाले के। 


This poem is about poetry of hate, masquerading as poetry of protest. I have often criticised those who provoke but take no responsibility for the actions caused by their words. Poets, unfortunately, top that list, even above politicians. Because a politician is rarely taken at their word, and a poet is rarely doubted. 





1 comment:

सुशील कुमार जोशी said...

आप छुपते क्यों हैं ? किससे? और हजूर अभी बहुत साल रहेंगे खून से क्या होना है 2029 और मोर