Badalta Sansaar

Garaj, garaj kar barse aaj,Na jaane kabse thi samete , ye ghata inke aansuon ka sartaaj.
Gir gir kar boonde kehti hai,Us ore mujhe mat bhejo fir.Ambar ke seene ke asmanjas se Saagar ki teh mein behne do.
Kehte hai ab na dekhenge, door gagan se prithvi ko,aasha ke toote kaancho ko,dhoondhli si hoti khushiyon ko.Sansaar badalta logo ka ,vishwaas bikharta apno ka,
Chhaya ab dhoonde boonde bhi, Is drishya ko ojhal karne ko.
Ambar se mukti paane ko, girti hai boonde jhar jhar aaj,
Kya jaane ye bhi kya maaya hai,Jaana hai vapas is saagar se ,chhune ambar ki chhati ko,logo ki karun vyatha ke darshan ko.
Varsha aansu ki hoti hai,jab rachit sansaar badalta hai.

सारे जहाँ से अच्छा हिन्दोस्तान हमारा
हम बुलबुले है इसकी ये गुलसिता हमारा.

It's been 5 months since am away from my country .I miss India.

Khwaish

Anjani ye khwab ki duniya,
le jaati hai sapno ki raho mein,
Adrishya hai jo vastavikta mein ,
ojhal sa na vo lagta hai
Main khwab sanjoti rehti hu,
vo dor thaamti rehti hu.

Kab honge poore sapne mere?
Kab hogi barish Armano ki?
Kab khulenge seep ye moti ke?
Kab hogi aashaon ki poornta?
Is dor ko na koi kheeche meri,
ye dor hai mere sapno ki.

Ab sabra nahi is chahat ka,har poonji mere jeevan ki,
nirbhar hai ab ek aasha par .
Jyoti ye mere aankho ki
bas kwhaab dekhti rehti hai.
Bal hai kitna is umeed mein
Hai dor meri kuch seedhi si.

Ab jaana hai door bahut
Thamne us chhor ko,
Jo ab tak hai bas dhundhli si
Kuch dor se meri khichti si

Sooraj ki dikhti kirno mein
Taaron ki chamak se vidyut si
Hai chandara ki sheet ka kope usmein
Aur nadi ki dhaar si behti si
Ye dor hai mere armaano ki
Khwabon ko such ye kartu si.