Hum jis duniya mein rehte hai,
Waha charo aur makhote hai.
Kuch jalan chupae firte hai.
Kuch bin pende ke lote hai.
Haath milate, Gale lagate,
Khushi me khush sab dikhte hai.
Pade jo kaya kal ki jab tab,
Chehra bachate firte hai.
Kyunki hat jata hai fir wo makhota,
hat to chad na pae wo.
Aur jab surat hi ho gandi,
to kaise fir wo saath me ho.
Bure samay ka kal hai esa,
usme yehi to hota hai.
uatr jate hai saare makhote,
aur sachai ka darshan hota hai.
Wo aaina bhi dikhata hai.
insaan pehchaana sikhata hai.
Wo khud se bhi milwata hai,
jo koi makhota chodna chahta hai.
Kyunki hum us duniya me rehte hai,
jaha humne bhi pehna makhota hai.
utar feko, kyunk kudrat ka banaya,
tujh jesa tu iklauta hai.
