Khamosh Kandhe

Namste/Hello doston!

Hum hamesha kehte hain ki mard mazboot hote hain, par kya kabhi humne us mazbooti ke peeche ki thakavat ko mehsoos kiya hai? Aaj ki meri ye kavita unhi 'Khamosh' par majboot 'Kandho' ke baare me hain jo apni bahari zindagi or antarman me na jaane kitna struggle karte hain par apni family ki muskurahat me hi khushiyan dhundh lete hain.



A man walking alone in a rainy city street at night, representing the silent struggle and responsibilities of men, with Hindi poetry lines from Ehsaas by Swati.



Voh bhala aadmi jo roz subah ghar se nikalta hai,

Thokre milengi bahar ya chubhan hazaar, parwah kahan karta hai...

Apne saare khwaab, voh masoom se armaan, ek lamhe mein chhodta hai,

Kyunki apne maa-baap ki fikar ka maan rakhta hai.


​Bataya jata hai jise hamesha, ki uska safal hona hi lazmi hai,

Kyunki poora parivaar hi toh uski koshishon par palta hai...

Sabki zaruratein voh khamoshi se sunta hai,

Par khud ke liye sabse kam ummeed rakhta hai.


​Ek achha aadmi, jo kisi se apna dard nahi kehta...

Kyunki mard hokar bhi bhala koi rota hai?



Dedicated to every man who smiles through the struggle.


Meri pichhli kavita "Ab Bas! Swabhiman se Jina hai Jaroori" padhne ke liye neeche diye gaye link par click karein:

https://www.ehsaasbyswati.com/2026/04/ab-bas-swabhiman-se-jeena-hai-zaroori.html



Kuch naye ehsaas likhne ki koshish mein...

Aapki Swati...

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