tamasha hai yah diniya , bhukhe ko deti nahi aur jiske pas kuch hai usko sahati nahi har din hota hai yaha tamasha , har pal hoti hai insaniyat lilam yaha , har pal bikti hai manvata , har pal ujadate hai full yaha , har pal jalti raheti hai masumiyat yaha , dokha aur dard bhari duniya me hai musafir kyo aa fasa hai tu
kab tak samjavo ge aurko yaha , kab tak suljavo ke fasano ko yaha , he mere dil bas samja le apne aapko mit banale apne moula ko aur prit kar de apne prabhu se , bhula de duniya ke jalalat ko , maheka de apni bagiya ko guru giyan aur Guru prem se na rehega tu na rahega tera so kuch bhi hai hoga sara uska , na rahega dukh na rahegi chinta , bas apne mit ko bana le apna rahi , chal us rah par jo hai shashvat , chal us path par jo hai tera path , zuthe is sansar se kyu laga betha hai itnai aash
chr din ki yah jidgani , char din ka hai khel , chal musafir sambhal ja ab nahi to waqt dega tuje thokare , jinke liye fasa betha hai tu vahi bula denge ek din tujko , kahekahe uthege tere janaje pe , mout bhi sharma jayegi , teri rah ke rahi sath chod denge tera , tanhai ki sham tuje bahot satayegi , deep jala de apne daman me Guru prit aur Guru giyan ke jo karenge roshan teri har raho ko
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