जो बीत गई सो बात गई (Jo Beet gayi so baat gayi)

जीवन में एक सितारा था
माना वह बेहद प्यारा था
वह डूब गया तो डूब गया
अंबर के आंगन को देखो
कितने इसके तारे टूटे
कितने इसके प्यारे छूटे
जो छूट गए फ़िर कहाँ मिले
पर बोलो टूटे तारों पर
कब अंबर शोक मनाता है
जो बीत गई सो बात गई

जीवन में वह था एक कुसुम
थे उस पर नित्य निछावर तुम
वह सूख गया तो सूख गया
मधुबन की छाती को देखो
सूखी कितनी इसकी कलियाँ
मुरझाईं कितनी वल्लरियाँ
जो मुरझाईं फ़िर कहाँ खिलीं
पर बोलो सूखे फूलों पर
कब मधुबन शोर मचाता है
जो बीत गई सो बात गई

जीवन में मधु का प्याला था
तुमने तन मन दे डाला था
वह टूट गया तो टूट गया
मदिरालय का आंगन देखो
कितने प्याले हिल जाते हैं
गिर मिट्टी में मिल जाते हैं
जो गिरते हैं कब उठते हैं
पर बोलो टूटे प्यालों पर
कब मदिरालय पछताता है
जो बीत गई सो बात गई

मृदु मिट्टी के बने हुए हैं
मधु घट फूटा ही करते हैं
लघु जीवन ले कर आए हैं
प्याले टूटा ही करते हैं
फ़िर भी मदिरालय के अन्दर
मधु के घट हैं,मधु प्याले हैं
जो मादकता के मारे हैं
वे मधु लूटा ही करते हैं
वह कच्चा पीने वाला है
जिसकी ममता घट प्यालों पर
जो सच्चे मधु से जला हुआ
कब रोता है चिल्लाता है
जो बीत गई सो बात गई

Jeevan Main Ek Sitara Tha
Maana Vah Behad Pyara Tha
Vah Doob Gaya To Doob Gaya
Ambar Kay Aanan Ko Dekho
Kitne Iskay Taare Toote
Kitne Iskay Pyare Choote
Jo Choot Gaye Fir Kahan Mile
Par Bolo Toote Taaron Par
Kab Ambar Shok Manata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi

Jeevan Main Vah Tha Ek Kusum
They Us Par Nitya Nichavar Tum
Vah Sookh Gaya TO Sookh Gaya
Madhuvan Ki Chaati Ko Dekho
Sookhi Kitni Iski Kaliyan
Murjhaayi Kitni ballriyan
Jo Murjhayi Woh Fir Kahan Khili
Par Bolo Sookhe Phoolon Par
Kab Madhuban Shor Machata hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Bat Gayi

jeevan Main Madhu Ka Pyala Tha
Tumnay Tan Man De Daala Tha
Wah Toot Gaya To Toot Gaya
Madiralya Kay Aangan Ko Dekho
Kitne Pyale Hil Jaate Hain
Gir Mitti Main Mil Jaate Hain
Jo Girte Hain Kab Uthte Hain
Par Bolo Toote Pyalo Par
Kab Madiralaya Pachtata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi

Mridu Mitti Kay Hain Bane Hue
Madhu Ghoot Phoota Hi Kartay Hain
Laghu Jeevan Lekar Aaye Hain
Pyale Toota Hi Karte Hain
Fir Bhi Madiralaya Kay Andar
Madhu Kay Ghat Hai Madhu Pyale Hain
Jo Madakta Kay Maare Hain
Vey Madhu Loota Hi Kartay Hain
Va Kachcha Peene Wala Hai
Jiski Mamta Ghat Pyalon Par
Jo Sachchey Madhu Sey Jala Hua
Kab Rota Hai Chillata Hai
Jo Beet Gayi So Baat Gayi

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  • MOHIT BHASIN

    nice work sir…..

  • Aoberoi

    suberb great thinking in simplistic terms

  • nitu pattanaik

    such a strong & meaningful poem with beautiful words.

  • Ishrat0abdullah

    its very lovely poem ……

  • Singh Shashank17

    ULTIMATE………….

  • Gargi Gupta

    Read that in my school book long that..awesome

  • Alok Punjabi99

    i love this poem

  • Devansh Sharma

    thanks for sharing this one! 

  • Bgh

    exactly JO BEET GAI WO BAAT GAI 

  • Guest

    so true but so tough..how can humans be so strong..

  • Ameableboy

    Hi gargi . . You are right we read that in 10 class . . Will u be my friend. Shishir gupta

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1752504758 Sunil Rathi

    awesome it was in my hindi book.. and i like it very much… 

  • Bhavnani

    Beautiful poem to understand life and beyond!

  • mksharma62

    Is it Harivansh Rai Bachan’s poem? Or some other poet’s?

  • mksharma62

    Ya, it is by late Sri Harivansh Rai Bachchan.

    That which is past, is gone.

    There was a star in life, agreed, it was much loved
    when it sank, it did sink. Look at the sky’s vastness
    So many stars have broken away, so many loved ones it has lost
    the lost ones, were they ever found? But tell me, for the broken stars
    does the sky ever grieve? That which is past, is gone.

    There was a flower in life, which, I doted every day on
    when it dried, it dried away. Look at the garden’s breast
    dried, many of its saplings have, welted, many of its flowers have
    that which welted, did it ever bloom? But tell me, for dried flowers
    does the garden create an uproar? That which is past, is gone.

    There was cup of wine in life, which, you gave your heart and soul for
    when it broke, it did break. Look at the winehouse’s courtyard
    shaken, where many cups are, fall and merge with the ground
    that which fall, do they ever rise? But tell me, for broken cups
    does the winehouse ever regret? That which is past, is gone.

    Soft mud, we are made of, wine drops do tend to fall.
    A short life, we have come with, wine cups do tend to break.
    Yet, inside the winehouse there is a winepot, there are winecups.
    Those, struck by intoxication, do splurge way on the wine.
    He’s a raw drinker, whose affection escapes no cup,
    one who has burnt from true wine, does he ever shout, or scream?
    That which is past, is gone.

    See: http://jaatnapuchosadhuki.blogspot.in/2011/05/jo-beet-gayi-so-baat-gayi-harivansh-rai.html

  • Afsar khan

    Read in 10th class

  • shweta

    Awesome

  • Madhukeshav Sharma

    Hiii….,
    I am Madhukeshav Sharma. I really like this poem and after read this poem i feel better…,
    So, thanku……