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अच्छा हुआ

आज जी भर के रो लिए अच्छा हुआ
म्वाद-ए-दर्द रिस-रिस के निकला अच्छा हुआ

आज रो लिए जी भर के अच्छा हुआ
मवाद--दर्द रिस-रिस के निकला अच्छा हुआ

हम बुत्तत बनाते रहे शुकून के
हर बुत्तत ने लूटा शुकून अछा हुआ

दुनिया ने इतना दिया गम की अब
कोई गम सताता नहीं अच्छा हुआ

आशियान औरों का रोशान् किया
करते थे जला कार घर अपना

भारी दुनिया मे अब अपना ही
कोई ठिकाना नाही रहा अच्छा हुआ

मजहब सिखाता है मोहब्बत करना
झूठे निकले कलाम अच्छा हुआ

दोस्त रह ना रक़ीब कोई शशांक
आए तन्हा रह गए तन्हा अच्छा हुआ




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गर हो तुम बेवफा तो

गर हो तुम बेवफा तो
खुदगरज़ हम भी कम 
नाही



हुमने अगर ले लिया नाम तेरा
रुसवा मेरी मोहबत होगी तुम नाही

मेरी पलकों की चावन् मे
अब ना तलाशो च्छाट अपना

इन घरौंडो मे अब 
आँसू भी नाही तुम भी नाही

हम तो बाहर हैं,
नई दुनिया बसा लेंगे

बदल की तरह जहाँ रो देंगे
नई फसल खिशियों की उगा देंगे

दुनिया तेरी कैसी होगी
जब हम ना होंगे

तुमने तो कदर ही ना जानी
मेरे मुस्कान की मेरे आँसुओं की

ना कार शाद--दिल अपना
शशांक देता नाही बद्दुआ 
कोई


गर हो तुम बेवफा तो 
खुदगरज़ हम भी कम नाही 

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mohabbat ki misal de gaya

Wo apni mohabbat ki aisi missal de gaya

Bewafai ko meri wafa ka naam de gaya

 

Karta raha meri ibaddat mujhe khuda bana kar

Main hi sirfiri thi, samajhi nahi, uski mohabbat

 

Wo aaya bhini khusboo ke jhonke sa,

meri bejar zindagi me kuch is tarah

Wo sawanr gaya din mera,

Laut ke gaya andhi ki tarah.

 

Wo hausla deta raha mujhe duniya se ladne ka

Khud ko luta kar wo deta raha saath mera

 

Aiye khuda raham, maine pahchana nahi tujhe

Tum aaye the uski shakl me jab

 

Wo apni mohabbat ki aisi missal de gaya

Bewafai ko meri wafa ka naam de gaya

 

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Kitne Akele hain (Part 1)

Din ke ujjale me, akela nahi tha.
Jab koi nahi tha, saya sath tha.
Chamakte ujjalon ne kabhi daraya nahi
Lekin madhyam hoti kirne darane lagi
Sanjh hone wali hain batane lagin
Yun hi akela ladata raha ab tak
Ab akelapan mujhe satane lagi hain.

Wo din bhi kya din the, jab,
Din bhar dhamachaukri karte the aur
Sanjh dhale hi bistar par padte the.
Bistar koi paribhasha nahi thi tab,
Kab chulhe ke paas,
maa jaha rotiyan belti thi
kabhi  kaam wali k paas kahaniya
Sunte sunte hi ankhe lag jati thi.
Sare ghar wale so jate the jab garmiyon ke din me
Hum apni duniya nai kahaiyon ki banate the
Din bhar dhoop me bhagte the.
Aur sanjh dhale hi nidhal ho jate the
Tab aati thi maa, Din bhar ke thakan ke baad bhi

Hamare pairon me tel laga jati thi
Wo ek sparsh tha jo sari taqlife
Chhu kar deta tha, aise jaise
Sugriv ke ghav bharen hon raam ke sparsh se.

Ab wo hath nahi dikhte,
jo andhere me tham len humen
Ab ankhon ko nind nahi aati,
chahe makhmali bistar hi mile ho humen

Ab thakan nahi mit ti,
chale lakh dawa khai ho humne

Tabhi madhyam kirne suraj ki daarati hain
Kitne akele hain bhari duniya me
Ehsas kara jati hain

Din ke ujjale me, akela nahi tha.
Jab koi nahi tha, saya sath tha.
Chamakte ujjalon ne kabhi daraya nahi
Lekin madhyam hoti kirne darane lagi

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Deep Jalaye Hazaron

Yun to pyar ke deep jalaye hazaron
Dil hi roshan na hua kya kijai

Har shai me unko basaya aks banakar
wohi aks jab darane lage kya kijai

Wo baat kahan rahi ab jamane me
koi jo bhatke ko rah dikha de

Sahar hoti hai khuda ke naam se
Jane kis ghadi bulawa aa jaye

Ankhon me ab wo roshnai kahan hai
jo jhuki rahe yun ke bol de

dekhate dekhate, jamana yun badal jayega kabhi
apne hi denge daga chand sikkon ke liye

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Bala ki Khubsurat ho tum

Bala ki khubsurat ho tum,
asman se utri hui,
koi apsara ho tum,
chand kahun tumhe
ya kuchh aur,
dil chahta hai,
kah dun ke hire se bhi jayda
khubsurat ho tum,
par kya karun,
chand me bhi daag dikhta hai, a
ur hira to patthar hota hai,
tum to bedag, komal aur….
bala ki khubsurat ho tum….
Yun to dekhe hain
kai khubsurat chehre humne,
Yun to dekhe hain
kai khubsurat chehare humne….
kitni hi baar sachi jhuthi
tarifen bhi ki hai humne…
lekin tumhe dekh kar
shabad kam padte hain…
Ahsas ulajahen lagati hain
Aur hum bebas se ho jate hain
Na soch pate hain
na samajh pate hain
itni khubsurat ho tum….
kyun itni khubsurat ho tum…
Koi aur bhi
itni khubsurat ho sakti hai kya

Bala ki khubsurat ho tum

Tumhe dekh kar jane
Kitne sapne snajo lete hain
Tumhe dekh ke
apne sare gam bhula dete hain
Ek aah nikalati hai dil se
aur
juban tak aati bhi nahi
sine me dafan ho jati hai
Tumhe pana chahte hain
lekin… hum janate hain
tumhe chhu bhi nahi sakte
tum asaman ki pari ho
aur main
zameen ki dhul
hawa ke sath uthata hun
tum tak pahunchane ki aas me
aur haar kar fir
aundhe muh gir padata hoon
Main apni jagah pahchanata hoon
fir bhi jane kyun tumhe chahta hoon

Kaise paa sakta hoon tumhe
jabki mujhe khabar hai
main ek mithi ka putla
aur sone ki gudiya ho tum,
nahi nahi.. tum to…
naram mulayam makhan ki gudiya ho tum
Bala ki khubsurat ho tum

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SwapanJhare Boond Boond


Swapan jhare boond boond
dard bahe kapolo ko chum chum



Hum asman se baraste
boondon ko dekhate rahe
jinko jal samjha Boond boond angaar nikle
jhulas gaye, jisme o bhig jaye man
wo boond ab barsi hain runjhun runjhun
Swapan jhare boond boond
dard bahe kapolo ko chum chum



Abhi palaken adhkhuli hi hain
aur din gujar gaye
Sahar dekhi nahi punam ki sanjh bhi
aur aa gai amawas ki raat ghir ghir


Zindagi sitar ban saki na
mere deh shringar bikhar gaye kshin kshin
Swapan jhare boond boond
dard bahe kapolo ko chum chum


hum chalna abhi sikhe
aur zindagi daud ke nikal gai
Jab daud me aaye
sans ful gaye zindagi thahar gai
Ikshayen atript rahin kuch to mrit rahi
kya khoya kya paya hisab nahi


Manjhadhar se nikal aaye
aur dub gaye kinare par armano ke trin trin
Swapan jhare boond boond
dard bahe kapolo ko chum chum


mrig marichika apni bana li
apne ahsaso ki garmi se
zindagi ki hariyali mita li
jal bhare jeevan ko akalgarst bana diya
Apne hi man ke matsya ko bin pani tarsa diya


Kuchh bikhri yaden hain
kuchh chipa rakkhe hain mutthi me chun chun
Swapan jhare boond boond
dard bahe kapolo ko chum chum


Pate pate gir gaye,
thoonth ko dimak lag gaye
mere geet karun naad ban gaye, ashru,
palakon ki koron me hi jam gae


Sathi sabhi chhut gaye
kuchh pichhad gaye kuchh aage nikal gaye
Maat-Pitr, bhai bandhu bhi sath nahi
Jeevan sangini sath ho aas nahi
Diye jalaye jitne khushiyon ke
tel se bhare rahe
gard kuchh samete rahe
aur bati jal gayi rah gaya dhuan dhuan
Swapan jhare boond boond
dard bahe kapolo ko chum chum



Rit badalte sunate rahe
Rut badalte dekhate rahe
Umar me utar chadhaw aur utar aate rahe
Hum khade rahe
Duniya ki bahar dekhate rahe
Aur zindagi nikal gai
Sanso me khumar liye hum
rah gaye kuch lamhe zindagi se udhar liye



kuch tarange kulache bharti rahi sari umar
Humne kaha nahi kisi se
wo mit gayi ghut ghut
Swapan jhare boond boond
dard bahe kapolo ko chum chum



Har taraf bahar dekhi,
sab me chahat besumar dekhi
wo ankh talaste rahe
jo dekhe hume pukar uthe
kitne ankhon me jhanka humne
ek ne pukara bhi hume
waqt ki rah me hum pis gaye
Wo hath hath me aaya bhi nahi
aur hum rah gaye chhute chhute
Swapan jhare boond boond
dard bahe kapolo ko chum chum


Har bag me mera naam raha
har ful ko humse pyar raha
udhar mili nazar aur
idhar jhukhi nazar
sar par asman tan ke sina sawar raha
Ek din magar aisi chali byar
khushiyan sari samet kar
le udi hawa
jamin se jaden kured kar
Zindagi naam nahi harne ka
hum lad pade niyati se
mila kuchh nahi auo
niyati se ladane me
zindagi nikal gai
rah gae hum pite pite aur lute lute
Swapan jhare boond boond
dard bahe kapolo ko chum chum



Umange thi itni ki
ek hath uthe to duniya sawanr du
Hoth agar khule to khushiyon ko pukar du
Pyar itna ke sabki mannat me chadha du
Aur sanson me khumari itne ki
sabko nashe me jhuma du
Ho saka na kuchh aisa
Akela rah gaya mai kaisa
Badh aayi kahan ki
uthi lahar kahan ki
dhah gae kile pahar
Nayan neer bhare
dhank mukh kafan,
aundhe pade rahe dare dare
Swapan jhare boond boond
dard bahe kapolo ko chum chum


Dholak kahin baj uthe mridang kahin
Sab kah uthe aa rahi dulhan koi
Mang bhar sawanr kar
doli me bath saz kar
log-bag bahak uthe
hum bhi tarngit ho uthe
Prakrit thumak uthi
thap par waqt ke
kuchh harshit kuchh saham uthin
Khushiyan matam ban gai
ye mridang tha tandaw ka
Hamari haar ka
zindagi ki jeet ka
Chand se sholye baras gaye
Hum jahan the wohin rah gaye
Amartya bol mere dafan gaye saham saham
Swapan jhare boond boond
dard bahe kapolo ko chum chum

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स्वपन झरे बूँद बूँद

स्वपन झरे बूँद बूँद
दर्द बहे कपोलो को चूम चूम


हम आसमां से बरसते 
बूंदों को देखते रहे
जिनको जल समझा बूँद बूँद अंगार निकले
झुलस गयेजिसमे  भीग जाए मन
वो बूँद अब बरसी हैं रुनझुन रुनझुन
स्वपन झरे बूँद बूँद
दर्द बहे कपोलो को चूम चूम

अभी पलकें अधखुली ही हैं
और दीं गुजर गये
सहर देखी नाही पूनम की सांझ भी
और  गई अमावस की रात घिर घिर
ज़िंदगी सितार बन सकी ना
मेरे देह श्रींसरिंगार बिखर गये क्षीण क्षीण
स्वपन झरे बूँद बूँद
दर्द बहे कपोलो को चूम चूम

हम चलना अभी सीखे
और ज़िंदगी दौड़ के निकल गई
जब दौड़ में आए
सांस फूल गये ज़िंदगी ठहर गई
ईक्षाएं अतृप्त रहीं कुछ तो मृत रही
क्या खोया क्या पाया हिसाब नहीं
मंझधार से निकल आए
और डूब गये किनारे पर अरमाणो के तृण तृण
स्वपन झरे बूँद बूँद
दर्द बहे कपोलो को चूम चूम

मृग मरीचिका अपनी बना ली
अपने अहसासों की गर्मी से
ज़िंदगी की हरियाली मिटा ली
जल भरे जीवन को अकलग्रस्त बना दिया
अपने ही मन के मत्स्य को बिन पानी तरसा दिया
कुच्छ बिखरी यादें हैं
कुच्छ छिपा रक्खे हैं मुट्ठी मे चुन चुन
स्वपन झरे बूँद बूँद
दर्द बहे कपोलो को चूम चूम

पते पते गिर गये,
ठूंठ को दीमक लग गये
मेरे गीत करून नाद बन गयेअश्रु
पलकों की कोरों मे ही जाम गए

साथी सभी छूट गये
कुच्छ पिचछाद गये कुच्छ आगे निकल गये
मा-पित्रभाई बंधु भी साथ नहीं
जीवन संगिनी साथ हो आस नहीं
दिए जलाए जीतने खुशियों के
तेल से भरे रहे  
gard कुच्छ समेटे रहे
और बाती जल गयी रह गया धुआँ धुआँ
स्वपन झरे बूँद बूँद
दर्द बहे कपोलो को चूम चूम

रीत बदलते सुनते रहे
रूट बदलते देखते रहे
उमर मे उतार चढ़ाव और उतार आते रहे
हम खड़े रहे 
दुनिया की बहार देखते रहे
और ज़िंदगी निकल गई 
सांसो में खुमार लिए हम
रह गये कुछ लम्हे ज़िंदगी से उधर लिए
कुछ तरंगे कुलाचें भारती रही सारी उमर
हमने कहा नहीं किसी से 
वो मीट गयी घुट घुट
स्वपन झरे बूँद बूँद
दर्द बहे कपोलो को चूम चूम


हर तरफ बहार देखी,
सब में चाहत बेसुमार देखी
वो आँख तलासाते रहे
जो देख  aur पुकार उठे
कितने आँखों मे झाँका हमने
एक ने पुकारा भी हमें
वक़्त की रह मे हम पीस गये
वो हाथहाथ मे आया भी नहीं
और हम रह गये च्हुते च्हुते
स्वपन झरे बूँद बूँद
दर्द बहे कपोलो को चूम चूम

हर बाग मे मेरा नाम रहा
हर फूल को हुमसे प्यार रहा
उधर मिली नज़र और
इधर झुकी नज़र
सर पर आसमां तान के सीना सवार रहा
एक दीं मगर ऐसी चली ब्यार
खुशियाँ सारी समेत कार 
ले उड़ी हवा
जमीन से जड़ें कुरेद कार
ज़िंदगी नाम नाही हारने का
हम लड़ पड़े नियति से
मिला कुच्छ नाही 
नियति से लड़ने में
ज़िंदगी निकल गई
रह गए हम पीते पीते और लूटे लूटे
स्वपन झरे बूँद बूँद
दर्द बहे कपोलों को चूम चूम


उमंगे थी इतनी की
एक हाथ उठे तो दुनिया सवांर दूँ
होत अगर खुले तो खुशियों को पुकार दूँ
प्यार इतना के सबकी मन्नत मे चढ़ा दूँ
और साँसों मे खुमारी इतने की
सबको नशे मे झूमा दूँ
हो सका ना कुच्छ ऐसा
अकेला रह गया मैं कैसा
बाढ़ आई कहाँ की
उठी लहर कहाँ की
ढह गए किले पहर
नयन नीर भरे
ढाँक मुख कफन, se, 
औंधे पड़े रहे डरे डरे
स्वपन झरे बूँद बूँद
दर्द बहे कपोलो को चूम चूम

ढोलक कहीं बज उठे मृदंग कहीं
सब कह उठे  रही दुल्हन कोई
माँग भर सवांर कार 
डोली में बैठ स्ज़ कार
लोग-बाग बहक उठे
हम भी तरंगित हो उठे
प्राकृत ठुमक उठी
तहाप पर वक़्त के
कुच्छ हर्षित कुच्छ सहम उठीं
खुशियाँ मातम बन गई
ये मृदंग था तांडव का
हमारी हार का
ज़िंदगी की जीत का
चाँद से शोले बरस गये
हम जहाँ थे वोहिं रह गये
अमर्त्या बोल मेरे दफ़न गये सहम सहम
स्वपन झरे बूँद बूँद
दर्द बहे कपोलो को चूम चूम

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Aa Jao Aa Jao

Kahan chale Gaye mohan,
Brindavan ko tyag kar.
Wo madhur bansi ki taan tumahari
Kahan rooth kar chali gai
Hamare karn-patal ko chhod kar


Kahan chale gaye Gobind
Apne gaiyo bachado se pichha chhuda kar
Gaiyan bhi ab rambhati nahi hai
Nahi bachade karte hain gaiyo se kilol
Aa jao, Aa Jao
Apne Gauon ke Pukar par
Kahan chale Gaye mohan,
Brindavan ko tyag kar.


Yamuna ke tire dekho koi ab hume nahi pukarta
phir bhi man daud daud jata hai aur nirash sa
laut aata hai
Jis raste tum gaye the Mathura
Us raste par dekho hum roz baith
baat johate hain
Aa Jao, Aa Jao
Us raste Par apne charan kamal rakh kar.
Kahan chale Gaye mohan,
Brindavan ko tyag kar.


Ab to laut ke aa jao Murari
Kis se hui hai bhul,
Kaisi hui hai bhul
jiski saza
Samast jan ko de rahe ho
Kitne hi papiyo ka uddhar kiya hai tumne
Ab hume bhi daras dikha do
Humse jo apradh hua uski saza do
Lekin saza ke bahane hi apni surat to dikha jao
Kahan chale Gaye mohan,
Brindavan ko tyag kar.


Ab agar aaye to hum jane na denge
Bahot chhala hai tumne hamare man ko
Kyun ki Hum gaon wale hain
Kyu, hamare pyar par hamari bali chahate ho.
Aa jao, dekho humne makhan nikale hain
Tumhare liye
Humne ankhe band kar li hain dekho
le jao Hamare makhan chupke se hi chura kar
Kahan chale Gaye mohan,
Brindavan ko tyag kar.


Chalo chhodo ab aur mat satao
Hamari fikar na sahi
Yashoda maiya aur Nand Baba
To tumhe yaad aate honge
Unki hi ankho ke ansu to ponch jao
Aa jao Natkhat shyam.
Dekho gopiyon ne nachana chhod diya
Ab to tumhare bina chandani ne barasna chhod diya
chand bhi ab humse rutha rutha lagata hai
Kahan chale Gaye mohan,
Brindavan ko tyag kar.


Dekho to kaisi bawali hui hai Radha
Radha ke khatir aa jao
Dekho kaise sawan me byakul hain jhule
Un jholo ke khatir aa jao
Dekho,
Ab suraj bhi madhyam madhyam sa ab to aata hai
Jugnu bhi ab kam hi chamka karte hai
Holi diwali bhi ab yahan koi nahi manata
In sab ki khatir hi
Aa jao Aa Jao
Sari khusiyan le kar ek baar phir se aa jao
Kahan chale Gaye mohan,
Brindavan ko tyag kar.


 



 

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Hey Raam Mere Raam

Hey Ram, Mere Ram
Dekho Tune jo khubsurat duiniya thi banai,
Dekho teri duniya kitni badal gai.
Tune jo masum banaye mati ke putle
Dekh wo putle kitne badal gaye


Suraj Banya, Chand Banaya,
Ye Dharati, akash banaya
Pani diya Hawa banai, Aag banaya
Din aur raat banaye.
Dekho ye din raat kitne badal gae


Hey Ram, Mere Ram
Tune jo masum banaye mati ke putle
Dekh wo putle kitne badal gaye


Koi nahi raha ab apna,
Sab ke dilo me mail hai
Tune jo ankho ko pani diye the
Dekho, Wo pani sukh gaye


Sun lo prabho, krandan Prithvi ki,
Dekho, swarn-o-shobhit dharati
Kaise phate haal ho gai


Swachchh wayu rahi na kahi ab
Dekho, ye hawaye bhi badal gai


Hey Ram, Mere Ram
Tune jo masum banaye mati ke putle
Dekh wo putle kitne badal gaye


asi kosh ke vistrit samandar
ko jo apne ek vann se sukha sakta hai
Kay wo ram bhi Badal gaya
Man ki kamana se hi prasan ho jo
Daude aate the, vipada harne ko
Kya wo mere bhagwan bhi badal gae


Agar haan to le lo apni ye din ki zindagi
Humse nahi raha jata ab yahan kahin


Hey ram agar tum nahi badale
To har lo bhu-pida,
ya fir apne la do pralay
apne dhanush ke tankar se


Dekho kitne rawan ghum rahe hain
Chhadhm vesh tumhara hi dhra ke
Dekho Kitne paap ho rahe hain
Tumhara naam le kar
Dekho kahan koi ab koi bhakti rahi
Dekho Ram
Kamalnayan hey trilochan
Ek baar nazar to dalo
Dekho tumne jo duniya banayi thi
kitni badal gai


Hey Ram, Mere Ram
Tune jo masum banaye mati ke putle
Dekh wo putle kitne badal gaye

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