Mere Aatmaa Ki Pukaar-Chal Akela Chal by Dr Ram Lakhan Prasad - HTML preview

HANSTE HANSTE BHI DIL

TOOT JAATAA HAI

Humko waqt aur wastaad dono sikhaate hain,

Waqt aur wastaad mein sirf itna sa farq hai, 

Wastaad sikhaa kar fir imtihaan leta hai

Aur waqt imtihaan lekar fir sikhaata hai 

Pyaar mein har ek ka maqsad ek hi hota hai

Khud chaahe wo bewafa kyun na hota hai

Par talash wo hamesha wafadaar ka karta hai

Wafadaar ke bhesh mein koi bewafa milta hai 

Choti choti baaton pe ham rooth jaate hain,

Hamaare haath unse bas chhoot jaate hain

Bahut najuk hain apnepan ke sabhi rishte

Dekh liya ki haste haste dil toot jaate hain,

NASEEB KI BAAT

Jakham de kar yeh na puchho ki dard kaysa

hai

Dard to dard hi hota hai thoda na bada hota

hai

Bada acchha lagta hai tera naam mere naam

ke saath

Jayse ek khubsurat subhah judi hai hasin

shaam ke saath

Ab na koi shauk didaar ki hai na fikr judaai ki

Kisi se pyaar nahi yeh bhi baat hai naseeb ki.