यह कदंब का पेड़ अगर माँ होता यमुना तीरे
मैं भी उस पर बैठ कन्हैया बनता धीरे-धीरे
ले देतीं यदि मुझे बांसुरी तुम दो पैसे वाली
किसी तरह नीची हो जाती यह कदंब की डाली
तुम्हें नहीं कुछ कहता पर मैं चुपके-चुपके आता
उस नीची डाली से अम्मा ऊँचे पर चढ़ जाता
वहीं बैठ फिर बड़े मजे से मैं बांसुरी बजाता
अम्मा-अम्मा कह वंशी के स्वर में तुम्हे बुलाता
सुन मेरी बंसी को माँ तुम इतनी खुश हो जाती
मुझे देखने काम छोड़कर तुम बाहर तक आती
तुमको आता देख बाँसुरी रख मैं चुप हो जाता
पत्तों मे छिपकर धीरे से फिर बाँसुरी बजाता
गुस्सा होकर मुझे डाटती, कहती "नीचे आजा"
पर जब मैं ना उतरता, हँसकर कहती, "मुन्ना राजा"
"नीचे उतरो मेरे भईया तुंझे मिठाई दूँगी,
नये खिलौने, माखन-मिसरी, दूध मलाई दूँगी"
बहुत बुलाने पर भी माँ जब नहीं उतर कर आता
माँ, तब माँ का हृदय तुम्हारा बहुत विकल हो जाता
तुम आँचल फैला कर अम्मां वहीं पेड़ के नीचे
ईश्वर से कुछ विनती करतीं बैठी आँखें मीचे
तुम्हें ध्यान में लगी देख मैं धीरे-धीरे आता
और तुम्हारे फैले आँचल के नीचे छिप जाता
तुम घबरा कर आँख खोलतीं, पर माँ खुश हो जाती
जब अपने मुन्ना राजा को गोदी में ही पातीं
इसी तरह कुछ खेला करते हम-तुम धीरे-धीरे
यह कदंब का पेड़ अगर माँ होता यमुना तीरे
One of my favourite childhood poems as well :)
ReplyDeleteIt is for all Aadii ji
Deletemere life ka sabse pyara kavita. mai kabhi nahi bhool sakta ise,mai v apne maa se bahut pyar karta hoon
ReplyDeleteREALLY VERY PLEASENT POEM I FEEL IT ON RECITING MA KADAM KA PED;P
ReplyDeleteFour stanzas are missing. After Amma Amma keh bansi ke swar me tumhe bulata, its-
ReplyDeleteSun meri bansi ko maa tum itni khush ho jaati,
Mujhe dekhne kaam chodkar tum bahar tak aati.
Tumko aata dekh baasuri rakh main chup ho jaata,
Patto me chipkar dheeere se phir baasuri bajata.
Ghusse hokar mujhe daatati, kehti "Neeche aaja"
Par jab main na utarta, haskar kehti, "Munna Raja,"
"Neeche utro mere bhaiyya tumjhe mithai doongi,
Naye khilone, maakhan-misri, doodh malai doongi"
And then it continues with Bahut bulaane...
Thanks a ton...
Deletegood memory...
DeleteThank you so much.Will update.
DeleteHave updated. Please let me know if any other poems need correction.
Deletebest poem ever read
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ReplyDeleteUltimate..I read this poem in my 5th standard nearly 15years ago..Excellent poem..
ReplyDeleteCan anyone tell how to write comments in Hindi..I am feeling shameful writing comments on my favorite Hindi poem in English!!
Hi Pavas, you can write in hindi using google transliteration...here is the link...www.google.co.in/transliterate...hope it helps...:)...
DeleteThis my Best & Unforgetable peom in my life...
ReplyDeletesach mai bahut acchi poem h..apna bachpan yaad aa jata h...
kash vo din vapis aaa jaye......
बहुत बहुत शुक्रिया बचपन की यादें ताज़ा कराने के लिए...खुबसूरत काव्य!
ReplyDeleteइस कविता का अंग्रेजी भाषांतर आप मेरे ब्लॉग में पढ़ सकते हैन। आशा है आपको अच्छा लगे।
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i love this peom its remember my childhood days
ReplyDeleteGood poem
ReplyDeletephir bachpan yaad aa gaya....wo photo jo copy mein bani rhti thi....love this poem, hats off to hindi writers (y)
ReplyDeletebachpan yaad aa gaya...wo photo jo copy mein rhti thi....love this poem, hats off to hindi poets (y)
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ReplyDeleteइस धरोहर को पढते हुये लगा जैसे मैं आज पुनः अपने स्कूल पहूँच गया हूँ।
ReplyDeleteSomething is missing in this poem but it's oneof my favourite poem
ReplyDeleteI love it awesome poem
ReplyDeleteI love it awesome poem
ReplyDeleteवाह क्या बात बहुत खूब....
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it makes me remember all my great nice innocent childhood
ReplyDeleteAlmost 25 years back I read this poem but that time it was a meaningless because of understanding or age factor n also my mother was with me but today I realised the essence of love of mother. I salute to Shrimati Subhdra jee for this beautiful n everlasting kavita. So whoever are living with mother please note heaven is under the feet of mother...Love ur mother
ReplyDeleteLovely... no words to describe. Hats off to Shrimati Shubhdra Kumari...the only thing after God is your Mother...no replacement. By reading this great poem I feel I am really sitting with my Amma. My msg to all reader if ur mother is alive please dont loose ur lucky chance to love her, to hug her, to respect her on daily basis..becoz mother position is second after God.
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ReplyDeleteThis is just the kind of information that i had been looking for, i'm already your rss reader now and i would regularly watch out for the new posts, once again hats off to you! Thanks a million once again, Regards, Marathi prem Kavita sandeep khare
sudden recalling all that i miss
ReplyDeleteyeh kavita mene 5th class me padhi thi aur me aaj bhi yeh kavita gungunata hun mere jivan ki sabse mahtvpurn kavita hai aur yeh kavita har samay maa ki yaad dilati hai , is kavita me maa aur bete ke pyaar ko bataya hai. yeh kavita me jindagi bhar nahi bhool sakta ,aur yeh kavita me apne bachoon ko bhi sunaunga, when i'll married.
ReplyDeleteYe mere bachpan ki payari kavita hai
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem... One of my school favorites... Became nostalgic after reading this...
ReplyDeleteOh my god feeling so happy reading this poem after so many years, just remembering good old school days
ReplyDeleteyah poem mere jiwan ka sabse pyara poem hai.
ReplyDeleteI love this poem.