Yeh waqt lage hai bhaari,
Yah pal lage arsa sa,
Yeh mann kahe tham jane ko,
Magar,
Ruko mat, behe jaao tum.
Nadi ho tum, bas behtejaao tum.
Puri na ho gar tumhaari aakankshaayen,
Lage door tumhara abhi yeh sapna,
Ummeed ne gar choda ho daman tumhara,
Magar,
Ruko mat, behe jaao tum.
Nadi ho tum, bas behtejaao tum.
Hoge agar tum aaj besahara,
Lage sara jahan yeh anjaana sa,
Jeena lage hai abh mushkil,
Magar,
Ruko mat, behe jaao tum.
Nadi ho tum, bas behtejaao tum.
4 comments:
Thats the beauty of water, the flow that keeps it going and its ability to mix up and take in everything coming its way!
Behte jao tum!!
Beautiful Malu. :)
good going Maloo, tu toh prefessional poet ban gayee
Very true..One should never let the hope die...one should keep flowing...but practically kya behete rehna itna asaan hain?
sahee hai murgi :) mast poet banate jaa rahe hai tuu to...
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