Pyar ek phool hai jo dil ke beej se panapta hai
Ankhon se ise urja aur choo ne se ise tripti milti hai
Ye hado ko paar karne se nahi darta
Aur na kabhi ye kisi seema ke bandhano mein jakda jaa sakta hai
Ek panchi ki tarah nirbhay azad ye parbas karta hai, ek gagan apna banata hai
Isko parwah nahi hai samajon ki, na jaati aur dharm mein samata hai
Ye jahan mein duniya aur duniya mein kai jahan banata hai
Mol iska karo toh Kaudi hai
Jise mil jaye anmol use banata hai
Hasratein hi ban ke reh jaati hai
Haath jinke ye na aata hai
Maano isko toh maan leta hai
Na maano toh beimaan ye banata hai
Behta hai lehron ki tarah madmast kabhi
Toh aansoo ban aankhon se beh bhi jaata hai
Dil ki gehrai mein utar jaaye jo kabhi
Chot pec hot ye khilata hai
Iske bina Jeevan jeene ka arth nahi hota
Din mein tare aur raat ko jagata hai
Masoom ko mazloom kabhi banata hai
Kabhi mushkilon mein sehlata hai
Afsos hai usper jo isse mehroom raha
Jeene ka maqsad batata hai ye
Peyar ek aisa phool hay jiske rang auor jiski khusboo se yeh duniya haseen hay. Bhut khoobsoorat nazm.
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I would like to translate this poem
dil ko aksar mohhabbat majboor banata h, fir bhi har dhadkan me raaj ye krta h.....