MAA

Labo par uske kabhi baddua nahi hoti,
Bas ek maa hai jo kabhi khafa nahi hoti,

Iss tarah mere gunaahon ko wo dho deti hai,
Maa bahut gusse mein hoti hai to ro deti hai,

Maine rote hue ponche the kisi din aansoo,
Muddaton maa ne nahi dhoya dupatta apna,

Abhi zinda hai maa meri mujhe kuch bhi nahi hoga,
Main jab ghar se nikalta hoon dua bhi saath chalti hai,

Jab bhi kashti meri sailaab mein aa jaati hai,
Maa dua karti hui khwaab mein aa jaati hai,

Ai andhere dekh le muh tera kaala ho gaya,
Maa ne aankhein khol di ghar mein ujaala ho gaya,

Meri khwaahish hai ki main phir se farishta ho jaun,
Maa se is tarah liptun ki bachcha ho jaun,

Maa ke aage yun kabhi khulkar nahi rona,
Jahan buniyaad ho itni nami achhi nahi hoti,

Lipat jaata hoon maa se aur mausi muskurati hai,
Main udru mein ghazal kehta hoon hindi muskrati hai…

Munawar Rana

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