Makhanlal Chaturvedi Special: Read ‘Jo Na Ban Pai Tumhare’, ‘Yeh Kiska Mann Dola’ and ‘Bol Raja, Bol Mere’


Makhanlal Chaturvedi, Him Tarangini: Makhanlal Chaturvedi, a famous poet, writer and journalist of Hindi world, was born on April 4, 1889 in Bawai village of Hoshangabad district of Madhya Pradesh. After primary education, he got knowledge of languages ​​like Sanskrit, Bangla, English, Gujarati etc. at home.

He was awarded the Hindi Sahitya Akademi Award in 1955 for Makhanlal Chaturvedi’s poetry collection ‘Him Tarangini’.

‘Him Tarangini’ by Makhanlal Chaturvedi
who could not become you

who could not become you
Soft track of the song.

So what is the boon of sweet honey?
So what is the pride of immortal existence?
So why is there an attachment to prayer in love?
So why is rebellion from the fall in the Holocaust?
Come or go somewhere
the hour of helpless vision;
who could not become you
Soft track of the song.

Sujh has roamed the universe,
And the memories kept alert,
By worshiping sixteen sadhnas, yes,
Sixteen makeup has changed the hundred, yes,
Rejoice, on the sky,
Scattered pain becomes sparkle;
when you could not
The soft fight of the song.

Keep remembering this red vaccine,
This history has become a network,
Pranayini could not choose the flower effigy,
Could not weave the fabric of breath and breath

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whose mind is this

Whose mind is this?
On the bounce of soft pupils,
On the tinkling of the eyelids,
On the flame-trap of breaths,
Who is writing the sad story?

Whose patience said yes?
on whom did these watches rain
Whose mind is this?

From the tangled strings of Karsna,
Forced by scattered pleas,
From the broken doors of hope-
peeping in, liquid cursing

who mixed it like this
How dark are the stains!
Whose mind is this?

Why did the blisters of absence burst,
The reds of longing started falling,
How it locks on honey!
Ari Madhurima this on the waterfall-

Opened the bond?
Gunn’s hanging looks broken
Whose mind is this?

On the black wire of darkness,
By enhancing the splendor of the pupil,
By tying the knots of the veni,
How dear in the moon and tama-

Is this relationship spoken?
quarrel between venu and veni
Whose mind is this?

poor rose was cracked
earth-tremor from him
Accounting, and kinship!
This endurance, Satpura peak-

The carousel became a bit stable,
floral string hanging
Whose mind is this?

Savannah shadow in one eye,
Duji was filled with tears
The clock was blowing, the clock was blowing
thunder, rain, muddy, sewage,

Hidden ‘Swarna Khatola’
Ro-ro lost moon hi re?
Whose mind is this?

If I rained, the flood in me?
In the eyes
to distance it, in utterance
divine, from the gap of affection

the girl hugged
I took my breath away
Whose mind is this?

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speak king, speak me

Speak king, speak me!

far away from that sky-
Beyond that, your fantasies-
become our disappointments,
though wandering around,
But, I will not say that mate,
Drift with me!
Speak king, speak me!

Gifts of the world, these-
Nirmalya! How do I seduce?
Which of these shall I say ‘mine’?
how do i climb?
Ascend in thoughts, descend in spirit,
The stigma groped me.
Speak king, speak me!

the tide has come
Sagar saris do not turn out to be salty;
how to invite you
Who doesn’t turn out to be cute like love;
but make it sweet
Your dreams are sweeter.
Speak king, speak me!

Shyamata came, wave came,
Salona tasted,
But not in the Indus
You just got mad
Today memory stands for sale-
You are worth the windows.
Speak king, speak me! (courtesy – Poems)

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