PoetryकविताVol. 1, Issue 2
बुरी भावना
Ill Feeling
Burī bhāvanā
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Poetryकविता
Benevolence
Paropakāra
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जड़से उख़ाड़के सुखाय डारें मोहिं, मेरे प्राण घोट डारें धरि धुआँके मकानमें।
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इस कवित्तमें कलम स्वयं अपनी कथा कहती है: लोग उसे जड़से उखाड़कर सुखाते, धुएँमें घोटते, चाकूसे छीलते, बीचसे चीरते और स्याहीमें डुबोकर मुँह काला करते हैं, फिर भी वह ज्ञानके संसारमें उजाला करती है। पराये हाथ पड़कर भी वह परोपकार नहीं छोड़ती, चाहे पिस ही क्यों न जाए।
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PoetryकविताVol. 1, Issue 2
Ill Feeling
Burī bhāvanā