Aaker mehfil me na ishoron se baaten karo,
Pass aa ker nazron se dekho aur KHUDA ko samjho .
Hame bhee batao,how is hee and what face he had,
Other as NIRAKAR or as in picture as RAM-KRISHNA
Told by our Maharshees in past .
It would be clear, isharon se baaten na karo.
If ever faced, it would not be expressed,
ever having more SPRITUAL GRANTHAS .
I had never seen ghosts,it been experianced more,
We can see GOD In every form,every way as we exceed.
Ye hee nichod hai mere BHAGWAN ya KHUDA ka,
Jo tumhara bhee utna hee hai, jitna kee mera .
I worshipped ever,but abstacles made people .
Maine doosra rasta chuna and got my GOD ,
As by my experiments ,in the presence of my GURU .
Tumko dekh ker lagta hai KHUDA ko paya ,
Aur dil me basaya,as you situated in my heart .
Having established all DEVI and DEVTAS in front
That is you and my BHAGWAN is dooing LEELA with us.
At very near time,we should be able to experience overrulled.
Aatishe-dil jalatee hai kya tumhe mohhabat me
ye mukam bhee aata hai aksar,
Tumharee nazar me accha bhee accha hai
Jo bura hai so to bura hai hee ..
Tumharee nazar me,pyar bhee bekaar hai,
Tumhe pyar karne ko jee chahta hai aksar .
Donot try enough,ab der ho chalee hai,
It is not so simple,
Mujhe aata kya hai tumse baaton ke siwa
Cheap and best mechene kee zaroorat hai mujhe,
Which can absorb Tel- Panee,kuch bhee naahee iske siwa.
Jo mujhe samajh sake ,I am not fearful, siwa apnee mohhabat ke.
What should I do forget,your such type ahsan,
I would love you,not would be die.
Agarche meree mohhabat mechene hai,
Hamesha Tel-Panee deta rahunga,
Why should I more talk to you,
as you are a lakeer on stone,
I am not faqeer, phir bhee mazboor tum ho,
Have you sense nou as maut,
Could not affred of you ,having been
as laqeer on stone.
Aaziz hain wakte-rukhsat hum bhee,
Unse do phool laya bhee na gaya,
Hum aankhen munde intezar hee karte rahe,
Kafan hata ke mery mazar se do bund ,
Aansu koi to bahata, hum intezar me hee rahe.
Love is a zanzeer,jo yet remembered us that
kitne mazboor hain hum,
Pyar karne ke liye aur pyar paane ke liye,
Warna kaun poochta hai,hum intezar hee
Karte rahe kisee ka is Duniya me.
Hum bhee waqt ke hathon,kitne mazboor hain
Is betarteeb zindgee ka bharosa hee kya,
Tum aa jao to koi tareeke Duniya chale.
Warna khalaon me gum ho jayegee ye zindgee apnee
Kaun hai kiska,bharee bheed me bhee apna koi milta nahee.
Every thing has momentum,comes out as zadoo,
And is produced by zero as I think.
A madhu-makkhee in house of Shahad,
is always comes out from Shahad
to get Shahad from the flowers.
Yahee Sristee-kram hai,having example of Sahad.
Every thing could be described as the flowers.
Tum jungal kee hirnee ho,
Shikaree hain taak me nazren gadaye hue.
Bhashaon ke jungle me phirtee ho
Daudte hue.
Ek baar jhalak apnee dikhla ja,
dekun to kaisa hai mera khuda.
Ek baar phir se darshan de de,
nazron ko nazara kara jaa,
Dekhun to kaisa hai mera khuda.
Yaad karoon tumko ya apne khuda ko yaad karoon,
lagta hai mohhabat hee hai mera khuda.
Zindgee ke her falsafe mein,
Apna zalwa jo dikhata hai,
Lagta hai mohhabat hee hai mera khuda
---------RAJEEVA RATNESH-----------

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