Pyar ek ehsaas hai
chhoo le jise woh ban jaata khaas hai,
kabhi khushi kabhi gham deta hai ye....
kehta nahin kuch lekin karwata hai ye.
Iski na dosti achchi na dushmani bhali,
Din mein tare aur raat ko jagata hai ye..
Khush naseeb hai wo jo isse lutf uthate hain
Warna admi ko sau nach nachata hai ye..
Lagne lagte hain apne bhi paraye hamein
Jab kisi ghair ko apna banata hai ye…
Kafir toh kafir hain sajde kiye phirte hain
Eman Walon ke sir ko bhi dar-ba-dar bhatakta hai ye
Bekhudi sirf maikhanon tak mehdood nahi hoti
Bin piye mai madhosh bana ta hai ye
Achchi chal rahi zindagi bhi unhe raas nahi aati
Jab kisi ko apna rog laga deta hai ye…
Achchi surat mein uljhana iski fitrat hai sada
Dil se khel dillagi ke karwata hai ye….
Bach ke rehna kabhi chakkar mein na aana “Aashi”
Ghayal ko bhi chot lagata hai ye……
Iski na dosti achchi na dushmani bhali, Din mein tare aur raat ko jagata hai ye..अच्छी चल रही ज़िन्दगी भी उन्हें रास नहीं आती जब किसी को अपना रोग लगा देता है ये …wah wah kya baat hai sir, excellent write
Pyar ek ehsaas hai chhoo le jise woh ban jaata khaas hai, Zabardast maza aa geya! .................................10
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I would like to translate this poem
very nice lines sir... iski naa dosti aachi naa dushmani bhali....