Maa ek sabd nhii ek ichha hai,
Ye sabd hamare jivan ki pehli sichha hai;
Jaise kisaan fasal ugata hai,
Wese hi maa ne hame apne khun se sincha hai.
Apna niwala chhod kr wo pehle hame khilati hai,
Kabhi daant deti hai to kabhi pyar jatati hai;
Paiso ka hisab to bilkul sahi karti hai, magar rotiyon ka hisab bhul jati hai, ek mangu to do de jati hai,
Aise hi nhii maa bhagwan kehlati hai.
Maa ki mamta ke aage duniya ki sari daulat bekar hai,
Maa ke bina sunsan ye sansar hai;
Maa ke bina log bikhar jate hai,
Jisne sabko ek parivar banaya wo maa ka pyar hai.
Hamari ek chhoti si chot pe wo ro deti hai,
Lekin apne bade se bada dukh v apne andar hi seh leti hai,
Ye uski zimmedari nhii uska dular hai,
Meri maa me mera sara sansar hai.
Apne bache ke liye maa duniya se lad jati hai,
Hamare khusi ke liye wo kuchh v kar jati hai;
Hum zindagi me kuchh bane bas yhii uska sapna hai,
Maa bhagwan ki banayi duniya ki sabse khubsurat rachna hai.
Hamse v use utna hi pyar or samman mile ye uska adhikar hai,
Meri maa me mera sara sansar hai.
Written by Ravi ❤️