Maharashtra prant ki ahmednagar zila
Usme ek chhota sa gaav shirdi ho gaya ati paavan
Jab usko sai ka saath mila
Mere sainath ko lag gaya vo manbhavan
Neem vriksh ki chhaav tale pakata solah baras ka bal tapasvi
Bhuk,pyaas na lagti usko,na naam kuchh uska,na vo chahta prasidhi
Dhyaan me har dam magn vo rehta
Garmi,sardi or tej barsaat ko vah apne nange tan pe sehta
Dekh ki uski yeh ghor tapasya gaav ki striyon ki beh gayi anshu dhara
Kaun hai yeh ,kahan se aaya sab ke hridayon me kautohal macha
Jo bhi ek dafa gaur se nihare
Puche kyokar zamin par utar aaye chaand sitare
Daya ke sindhu,gyan ke bindu
Zamin par akele utar aaye
Na koi mata,na koi pita,na tha koi bandhu
Duniya ki reet rivaj unko nahi bhaye
Din bhar vo neem vriksh ke neeche karta rehta manan
Raaton ko nirbhay hokar karta tha bhraman
Sab uske roop rang ko dekhkar ashcharyachakit ho jaate hai
He sainath hum tere hi gun gaate hai
Tere naam se apna jeevan safal banate hai
i read this one too !
ReplyDeleteKeep writing , its awsome :)