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Dharam aur dange!!!

Ek chhoti si ek sadak pe chal rha tha mai,
ki ek bheed ko dekh thithak gaya.
hatho me dekh bhale aur talwar mera man sisak gaya.


muje dekh un bahubaliyo ne apni bhauhe chadhai,
Mujh tak badhte unke kadam dekh chehre se udi hawai.

Ek bhare pure insaan ne meri rooh tak mujko ghoora,
Fir mudkar tilakdhari baba ko bola yh to hai insaan adhura.

Hatho me dhaga h gale me cross aur gale me tabeej,
Jaldi se bata kaun se kaum ka h tu beej.

Mene baba se bola hindu muslim ka to pata nhi,
Par kaum se mai gareeb hoon.
Ishwar allah ka mureed hoon.

Dar se gala saaf kar mene aage baat badhai,
Apne kaumi beej k sawal pe di safai.

Mandir masjid k beech chai ka thela lagata hn.
Logo se kaum puche bina unko chai pilata hoon.

Kal se dango ke karan mera dhanda thanda hai,
Par kaam pe to nikalna tha, kyuki yahi  meri roji mera dhanda hai.

Chai ke kanastar pe hath rakh kar mene kaha,
Aapke irade dekh lagta h aaj bhi khali haath ghar jana padega,


Aaj bhi mere ghar pe chulha nhi jalega.
Yeh chai ka kanastar jarur aapke kaam ayega,
Is me bhari chai se aapka mann chust ho jaega.


Chahe to aap apne shikaro ki list me mera naam jod de,
Talwar ya bhala ya is kanastar se hi mera sar phod de.


Maut mushkil ho asaan yeh aapko tay karna h,
Bachho ki bhukhi ankho ko dekhne se behtar marna hai.

Himmat kar baba ki ankhon se najre milayi aur aage badhe,
Baba ke pair jese barf me jam pade.

Baba k bande unhe  aur wo hame dekhte rahe
shayad ham unko unka aaina dikha gaye!!!

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