225.Chirai chunmuni chahaik rahal

Chirai chunmuni chahaik rahal
Dairh  Dairh par fudaik rahal

Hawa basat sehaik rahal
Fulbari gamgam gamaik rahal

Manukh matr fanaik rahal
Bin madiro  k sanaik rahal

Kamjor konathi mae sutaik rahal
Anhariyak anchar mae dubaik rahal

Binita Jha

hey bhagwan diya vardan

hey bhagwan diya vardan

choraih ne kakhno sang

aikh,haath,thaeun kan

jabat rahae deh mae pran

ahan sa priya nai putr putri

ahan sa priya nai maya nagri

ki hoyait humar nai jani

hum abla nari ,param agyani

jani nai hum path puja

jani nai hum yog sadhna

kon rupae karu ahank vandana

konak karu ahank aradhna

hey bhagwan diya vardan

choraih ne kakhno sang

aikh,haath,thaeun kan

jabat rahae deh mae pran

Swargiya Shrimati Shakuntala Devi(Daijee)

224.अब सावन की जरुरत नहीं है

दिल मे छुपा कर मुहबत मेरा  
कह रहे है मुहबत नहीं है 
बहुत हुई है भूल मुझसे पर वो  
कह रहे है शिकायत नहीं है 
दफ़न कर दर्द कैसे जीयु 
जीने की आदत नहीं है 
खंजर उठा के मर ही डालो 
अब जीने की चाहत नहीं है 
बादलो से कोई  कह दे 
अब सावन की जरुरत नहीं है 

बिनीता झा 

223. Swekar karu humar pranam

Shashankit shrapit humar jewan
Kalpait  bilkhait betiyae jaiyat
Krodh karm Sabta naenae
Ek din mrityu aibiyae jaiyat
Bajnae satya ja sabit hoitae
Bajnahar sab jeetiyae jaiyat
Nai kakro sa kono apekcha.
Karni chitaa tak naenae jaiyat
Swekar karu humar pranam
Ahank aimae kitch nai jaiyat

Binita Jha

222. Vishram

Thakal pathik karu vishram

Bana diya humar kutiya k dham

Thakal pathik karu vishram
Diya sewa k avsar Siyavar Ram

Thakal pathik karu vishram

Ai nai ghuru apna oitham 

Thakal pathik karu vishram 
Rukhal  sukhal la kara diya samman
Thakal pathik karu vishram

Rahi jau aai humara gaam

Binita Jha

221.The Words remain silent

The words remain silent
Like a sea without a tide
It has lost its glory.
There are no listeners
To hear it whispering.
The words remain silent
Like a chapter read
And closed in a book
Yet the ears strain
To catch the words
For it drums life
Into this transitory world
Which otherwise is still
Yet,  the words remain silent.

By Binita Jha

220.Doors Closed

The maiden wishes to rest
On her lovers chest
To hear his soft voice ring
Sweet nothing in her ears
And set her cheeks ablaze
In hues of deep crimson red
With his arms around her waist
Lips raining passionate kisses.

She longs for his his touch
She longs for his hungry caresses
She  searches for him
Only to be jarred from sleep
To find herself on the floor
Clinging to her pillow
And crumpled sheet
With doors closed by destiny.

By Binita Jha