Regional poetry

MUJHE CHALTE JAANA HAI

Zindagi chalne ka naam, mujhe chalte jaana hai.
Na koi chaaya, na koi paraav, jahan ruk sustana hai.
Bas chalte jaana hai, mujhe chalte jaana hai.

Jis din se yeh rah pakri, bachpan choot gaya,
Woh natkhat, alhad bachpan peeche choot gaya.
Bani bheed thi maarg darshak mujhe boojh gaya,
Thi sabki apni manzil, nahin soojh gaya.
Meri manzil kya thi, pataa nahin,
Bheed ke dhakko mein kya khoya,kya paaya,
kuch pataa nahin.

Andhero mein bhatka, pathro se takraya,
kisi bhi raahi ne na imaandaari se rasta soojhaaya.
Thokre khaate,girte padte kaise vakt ka saath nibhaaya,
Oos sangarsh ka koi bhi shan main na kabhi bhula paya.
Aakhir thak kar, toot kar, jab prabhu ki sharan mein aaya,
To oosne ungli thaam ke mujhe jeevan ka path dikhlaya.
Zindagi chalne ka naam, mujhe chalte jaana hai,
Is seekh ko mujhe saare jag mein failaana hai.

Manzil to nahin dikhti aaj bhi kahin door tak,
Thak kar aaj bhi hota hoon aansoo-on mein lathpath,
Par phir bhi apni raah par chal deta hoon,
Choti moti jeeton se pet bhar leta hoon.
AAj bhi rode raste ko atkaate hein,
Raahi raah bhulane ko jaan lagaate hein.
Main girta hoon, phir oothtaa hoon, ooth kar chal padta hoon,
Kyonki mujhe chalte jaana hai,
Na thak ruk jaana hai, na thak pachtaana hai
Bas chalte jaana hai, mujhe chalte jaana hai.

Translation
To move on, is life, I have to move on.
No shade, no stop over, where I can pause and rest.
I just have to move on.

The day I took to this path, my childhood got Left behind,
naughty, careless, childhood was left behind.
I sensed that a crowd was guiding me.
I didn’t get that everybody had a selfish motive.
I didn’t know about my goal, I can’t say what I found or Lost when the crowd shoved me.
I Wandered in dark, knocked into rocks,
No companion honestly showed a way,
crashing, tumbling, I passed time
cannot forget a moment of the struggle
at last, tired, broken I resorted to lord’s shelter
Holding my finger, He led me on path of life
life is to move on, I have to move on and
i have to spread this preaching around.

Even today, I am far away from my goal
When tired, even today I get smeared in my tears.
Yet I start on my path
I fill myself with whatever little victories I achieve
Even today, the rocks try to block my way
Companions try their best to mislead me
I fall, then rise, and then I start moving again
Because I have to move on
I don’t have to get tired and pause, I don’t have to pause and regret
I just have to move on, I have to move on

 

Thanks ammulur,

Thank you for the encouraging words. I wrote it during my days of turmoil, even today when I feel depressed, this fills me with a new energy.