o har subah jagane vale, o har sham sulane vale,
duahkh rachana tha itana jag mean, to phir mujhe nayan mat deta.
jis daravaze gaya, mile baithe abhav, kuchh bane bhikhari,
patajhar ke ghar, giravi thi, man jo bhi moh gee phulavari.
koee tha badahal dhoop mean, koee tha gamagin chhaanvoan mean,
mahaloan se kutiyoan tak thi sukh ki duahkh se rishtedari.
o har khel khilane vale , o har ras rachane vale
ghune khilaune the jo tere, gu diyoan ko bachapan mat deta.
gile sab rumal ashru ki panaharin har ek dagar thi,
shabanam ki booandoan tak par nirdayi dhoop ki k di nazar thi.
niravanshi the svapn dard se mukt n tha koee bhi aanchal,
kuchh ke chot lagi thi bahar kuchh ke chot lagi bhitar thi.
o barasat bulane vale, o badal barasane vale,
aansoo itane pyare the to mausam ko savan mat deta.
bhookh phalati thi yooan galiyoan mean , jyoan phale yauvan kaner ka,
bich zindagi aur maut ke phasala tha bas ek muander ka.
majaboori is qadar ki baharoan mean gane vali bulabul ko,
do dano ke lie karana p data tha kirtan kuller ka.
o har palana jhulane vale, o har palang bichhane vale,
sona itana mushkil tha, to sukh ke lakh sapan mat deta.
yooan chalati thi hat ki bikate phool , dam pate the mali,
dipoan se zyada amir thi , uangali dip bujhane vali.
aur yahian tak nahian, a d leke sone ke sihaansan ki,
poonam ko badachalan batati thi amavas ki rajani kali.
o har bag lagane vale, o har ni d lagane vale,
itana tha anyay jo jag mean to phir mujhe vinamr vachan mat deta.
kya ajib pyas ki apani umar pi raha tha har pyala,
jine ki koshish mean marata jata tha har jine vala.
kahane ko sab the sambandhi , lekin aandhi ke the patte,
jab tak parichit hoan apas mean, murajha jati thi har mala.
o har chitr banane vale, o har ras rachane vale,
jhoothe thian jo tasvirean to yauvan ko darpan mat deta.
o har subah jagane vale, o har sham sulane vale,
duahkh rachana tha itana jag mean to phir mujhe nayan mat deta.
