The Treasury of Memories by Dr Ram Lakhan Prasad - HTML preview

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MITA LE TADAP MANKI 

 

Baar baar kyon puchhte ho hale dil ye baat hai

parde ki bataai nahin jaati

Dekh sakta hai bhala kaun ye dard ke aansoo

behaal aati hai jab bhi aati

Unke paawn ke halke aahat se main samajh

jaata hoon jab wo aajaate hain

Lekin koi aawaaj nahin hoti hai jab wo phir

chupke se chale jaate hain

Unki hare k pyare ishare pe main jeewan bhar

jhoomta chalta chala gaya

Na jaane main kitne pyar ke lahron se khelta

hua lahra ke chalta gaya

Mere gali se jab nikla unka janaja mujhe dukh

dard ka andaaza na tha

Unke maiyat se wapas aane par mere maatam

ka koi bayaan hi na tha 

Din nahin, raat nahin, subah nahin, shaam nahin

ab haan ka kahin naam nahin hai 

Is mareej ki halat kya puchhte ho jo unki saathi

thi ab wo hi nahin hai 

Kya haal hai Lakhan jayse dilea bekarar ka ab

kisi se mat puchho dosto

Is mein unka koi kusoor nahin yeh sab mere

takdeer ka lakeer hai dosto 

Dil ko tadpaane lagi hai intzaari unki, yaad aati

hai sab pyari baan unki 

Jaane wale idhar bhi ek phool fenk do ham mita

lenge yeh tadap apne mannki