Kyun mujhse naraj hote ho, Kyun
udas rahakar khud ko kasht dete ho|
Kahin logon ko pata
na chale isliye, Chehre pe jhuti muskaan rakhte ho||
Ek- ek pal bhari
lagta hai, Na kuch accha lagta hai|
Kuch nahin bhata
hamko, kewal ekant hi sathi hota hai||
Fir yahin par dimag
hamara, apna role nibhata hai|
Gujre huye kal par,
apne ghode daudata hai||
Kyun mai tumse milta
tha, kyun tumse batein karta tha|
Kyun tumko shamil
main apne, har sacche jhute me karta tha||
Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai
aisa, ham khub samajhte ek duje ko|
Fir agle hi pal, sab
kuch jhuta lagta hai||
Ab sab khatm ho gaya,
ham koi baat nahi karenge|
Aham (igo) hamara
hamse, ye nirnay karwata hai||
Tang aa gaya mai is
nautanki se, dil kuch aisa kehta hai|
Kewal ek insaan ke na
bolne se, kya koi fark padta hai||
Fir bhi dil me ek tiis
si uthti hai, sab kuch soona lagta hai|
Us ek ki muskaan ke
bina, har khushi, veerana lagta hai||
Nahin rah sakte uske
bina, wo ban chuki hamari aadat|
Nigal krodh ka ghoont antatah,
use manana padta hai||
Uski ek muskaan se fir,
lagne sab accha lagta hai|
Ab fir se naraj na
hona, ANAND ko isse behad fark padta hai||