Sher wo hai Jo spno ko udaan to deta hai,
Sher wo hai Jo lakhho ki bheed me khud ko "tnnha" pata hai .
Ye unchi unchi imarte bhi hmari "umeed" jaisi hi hai,
Rishte bnte hai, rishte tutte hai , par ap apno ki " khoj"Mai rhte ho.
Sher ke ye "flyovers" kabhi kabhi tute huye "jazbato" se lagte hai,
Sher ke raste Jo kabhi " shant" hotel hi nhi.
Raste Mai dikte ye gadde,
Tute aur audhre reh gye "rishto" jaise hai.
Har koi bheed me did rha hai,
Par yha to spne pure hone me ek "Zindagi" nikal jati hai.
Ye Jo manghi "hotel" Jo amiro ke liye hai,
Sirf "society" ki sacchai btati hai.
Har koi apni duniya me mast hai,
Kisi ko kisi ki yha "parwah" nhi hai.
"Maa, baap" ke spne, umeed aur jimmedariyan ka boj liye chlta hai insan,
Par "Sher" ane ke baad khi "dafan" ho jata hai .
Spne jab pure nhi hote,
Tab ye " Sher" bhi Dil me chubta hai.
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