koi kisi se kitna sneh kar sakta hai,
isi liye humne tha nahi lagaya hai,
sabne radha ke sneh ko udahran banaya hai,
is liye sneh ne har pal ko radha banaya hai,
is sneh ke liye sabhi to taraste hai,
mann ke dhago mai chupke- chupke,
sneh ke fhol guthne ko bhatakte hai,
jisko pane ko tarste hai usse hi har wqt,
haar-jeet ka mukabla sa karte hai,
ye sneh to fholon ki najuk si dali sa hai,
kyon nahi ek sira khud tham kar dosra,
sira auron ko thamaya hai?
sneh ki reshmi dor mai itni gandhe laga kar,
khudko har ghadi kyon tarsaya hai,
mann ki sabse khubsurat bhavnaon ko kyon,
sabse kadin banaya hai?
humesha dene ka hisab rakhna tha to,
pane ka hisab karte paya hai,
is dene pane ke hisab ne hi to,
sneh ki midi ghadiyo ko ganvaya hai.
