POEM

Pehlaan babul da vedda, dooja veere da ghar

Teeja pati da hoya, anth puttar da dar..

Jado main jammi taan sab udaas ho gaye,

Bachi de janam da sun maa de nain ro paye.

Bachpan to iko gall kanna ch paindi rahe,

Dhiyaan paraya dhann duniya iho kahe.

Main bahut kujh ban’na te karna chavaan,

Apne ghar jaa ke kari sab dinde salaavaan.

Jithe main jaana hai oh ghar mera hai,

Chidiyaan da chamba haan uthe hi basera hai.

Fir ik din main ghar apne jaan lagi,

Saura ghar mera hai mann nu samjhaaun laggi.

Saura ghar mera hai ih vi bhulekha si,

Apne paraaye da ithe vi lekha jokha si.

Ithe saare mainu paraayi hi kehnde,

Begaaniyaan kad apniyaan hoiyaan, bol kanni painde.

Dhi jado main jammi taan sab da dil roya,

Put jamyaa kehn ghar da maalik hoya.

Viah ke put nu lagya, ghar hun mera hai,

Maalik main is di haan, mera chaar chufera hai.

Fer put ne vi kiha ik din, tera ithe nhi gujara,

Ghar taan ih mera hai , tussi karo kinara.

Maat ji … rehem karo, kidre vi chale jao,

Vasde vasaande ghar ch saade na vighan paao.

Main sochdi haan, ghar chhad main kinwein jaawaan,

Umar bhar kyun main hi thokraan khawaan.

Mere gall lag ke mera aapa nit roya,

Pati da ghar si pehlaan hun puttar da hoya.

Main yugaan to bhatak rahi haan, aaj iho kahaangi,

Kad tak har ik layi main paraayi hi rahaangi.

Aurat da asli ghar shayad madhiyaan ne,

Araam naal jithe maaniyaan chand ghadiyaan ne.

Ithe main kise layi vi nhi paraayi haan,

Dharti hi meri hai, main isdi jaayi haan.

Main itaan-patharaan naal nhi khoon ch rachaiyaa hai,

Par is bekadre ne mainu mera ghar na dawaaiya hai.

Dharti to lai ke chann tak bhaanve hoya tera aana jaana,

Par vekh teri jan’ni nu aaj tak na milya thikana !!!!!!

SO BE GOOD TO YOUR DAUGHTERS, SISTERS, WIVES NAD MOTHERS……..LOVE THEM…CARE FOR THEM…THAT’S ALL THEY NEED J TAKE CARE GOD BLESS