एक नया दौर

चिन्टूमिंया मंदी से हार गए थे,

धंधे एक - दो नहीं चार गए थे,

चिन्टूमिंया ने जब जीवन अंत का सोचा,

उनके पिताजी ने तब उन्हें खूब डांटा,

बोले वो घाटे हुए थे हमें कईबार,

फिर भी न आये थे ऐसे विचार ,

बुजुर्गोने हमें समझाया था ,

मुश्किल हालातों से बचाया था ,

जीवन अंत का विचार तुम जाओ भूल, 

अपने कार्यो में तुम हो जाओ  मशगूल, 

इस मंदी से तुम मत डरो , 

मेरी सलाह पे सिर्फ अमल करो,

बुजुर्गो के मार्गदर्शन से घाटे हुए थे दुर ,

वही तो दौर था जब हम हुए थे मशहूर ,

उस सलाह ने अपना चमत्कार दिखाया, 

चिन्टूमिंया के जीवन में एक नया दौर आया.

-अली असगर देवजानी 

"The Dress of sky"

Night is the time 
when sky changes its dress 
blue turns to the black 
there are few other dress 
in the sky's collection 
designed by the almighty 
but the favorite are only two 
we call it Black & blue 
you always found black 
in the night 
the special dress of the sky 
shining white dots 
in the dress 
at the huge height 
there are many great designs 
in the black dress 
but unfortunately 
not easy to trace 
The most beautiful part 
of the the black dress 
is the white button 
enhancing the beauty 
of the dress 
as his duty 
that button is the only 
one who changes 
size 
night by night 
it decreases 
& increases 
but the black dress 
always looks beautiful 
with that button 
night is the time 
when sky changes its dress 

Ali Asgar Devjani, All rights reserved 2012

sounds good

when someone sings a song, 
those four lines of the poem, 
written by you, 
it sounds goood 

want to listen songs of nature? 
listen the birds early morning, 
known singer but unknown lyrics, 
it sounds good 

you will be happy to listen old songs 
of late 70's 
When the singers are your parents 
it sounds good 

to sing when you’re happy, 
or to listen when you're sad 
and you know what to choose 
it sounds good 

you will feel proud to stand up & sing 
no matter who’s with you ? 
for the song that presents your nation, 
it always sounds good. 

© Ali Asgar Devjani 2012

In The Serch Of Ghost

The existence of Ghosts is a doubt,

Some say, its true, and they say it loud !

Some say it to be part of superstition,

Having no answers, theres a lot of confusion !

 

I had a thought one morning,

There are many in search of God, questioning His existence..

Why not Search for Ghosts and prove its persistence?

So this is what I began with..

My mission was to expose all the myth !

A bit different and tough too,

My friend agreed to join me through..

To meet the Ghosts, their place had to be decided,

And the places being mortuary and cemetery..

Also the parts of jungles that were always a mystery!

We spent nights, we spent days there,

We couldn’t meet the Ghosts, Chilling in the cold air.

Our next step from the mission was to talk,

To directors, writers, and poets and those who stalk.

But even they had never met the Ghosts,

Only exploiting their imagination for their earning.

My mission had to stop without its result

No, I wouldn’t take it as an insult.

The question was and still remains the same,

Do Ghosts exists or its simply an imagination?

                                                                                           - Ali Asgar Devjani 

पिताजी ने कहा था

पिताजी  ने  कहा  था 
तुम  पढो , आगे  बढ़ो 
अक्ल और मेहनत तुम्हारे पास है 
हम तुम्हारे  साथ  है 

अक्ल ओर मेहनत से इम्तेहान पास हुवा  
पिताजी  का  में  ख़ास  हुवा 
पिताजीने  मुझे  शाबासी दी
साथही नई गाडी की चाबी दी 

खुशी से में उछल  पड़ा

गाडी लेकर में नीकल पड़ा 

याद रही पिताजीकी शाबासी 

न याद रही सीख उनकी आधी  

मेरी खुशी को देख पिताजीको सब समजमें आया 

बेटा सफल्तामे चाँद को छू आया 

पिताजीने मुझे पास बिठाया 

ज्ञान पुराना याद दिलाया 

अब मुझे सबकुछ याद है 

पिताजी को न कोई फ़रियाद है 

पिताजी ने कहा था 

तुम पढो ,आगे बढ़ो  

-अली असगर देवजानी 

Home Of Memories

in rain, 
in pain, 
can't feel 
better then 
my sweet home 

i came here 
when i was child 
now in my young days 
my feelings don't change for 
my sweet home 

here i celebrated, 
birthdays of 
my family 
i celebrated festivals, 
many times 
feelings and memories are fresh 
with my sweet home 

i was here 
when riots happened 
when earth quake came 
at the time of serial blast 
in the city 
i am safe in 
my sweet home 

here i spoke my 
first word 
here i wrote my 
first alphabet 
here i wrote my 
first poem 
still i remember those days 
of my life 
because of my sweet home 

-Ali Asgar Devjani

Human & Celebration

what do we need in celebrations 
reason or happiness ? 
I don't care for any reason 
if I find happiness around me 

celebration needs what 
crazy friends or family stars? 
I don't want to compare them 
because my family stars are my friends 
my friends are always my family stars 
then why wait 
let's celebrate 

Who have the right to celebrate 
poor human or rich human? 
Celebration doesn't need money 
it needs the human 
with or without money 
human is human 
celebration is the part of 
every human's life 
it's the art to live the life 

Aliasgar Devjani, 8/2/12 Copyrighted