desh kee mitti

desh kee mittee aisee chootee,
bhaagy mujhe laaya pardesh
ghar rishton se badheen dooriyaan,
chootaa mel-jol, sandesh

baba ,maan, aur bahan kee,
saaree khushiyon kee khaatir
saat samundar paar basaaya,
dhan kee chaahat ne aakhir

pyaaree bahna kee shaadee kar,
oonche ghar pahunchana hai
pariyon see sundar dulhan ko,
dolee men baithaana hai

lekar ye satrangee sapne,
lagaa kamaane main paise
pataa chalaa n raat-dinon ka,
kayi varsh gujre kaise

dhan-daulat to mili bahut see,
saath mili par aisee bhookh
jismen rishte bhaavnaon kee,
lahraatee bagiya gai sookh

maam jee-baba yaad n aaye,
aatee raheen diwaali-holi
n hee aakar main shaadee men,
utha sakaa bahna kee dolee

dil ke saare zazbaton ko,
halaaton ke kiye havaale
door desh men bas jaane se,
huye paraye ham ghar waale

vriddh pita beemaar pade hain,
uska beta paas nahin,
maan ke kanp te haath men chitthee,
par aane kee baat nahin hai

kaun nahin khinchta aayega,
maan-baba kee yaadon se
bhala mukar sakta hai koi,
dhartee maan ke vaadon se

lekin varshon kee mehnat ka,
yahaan khadaa hai kaarobaar
kisko ise havale kar den,
socha maine barambaar

isee kashmkash men uljhee hai,
mere jeevan kee gadee
shaayad rishton ke bare men,
samajh n paya raha anadee

shakl dekhne ko baba kee,
ye dil tarsa karta hai
maan ke haath kee rotee khaane,
ye dil tadpa karta hai

saaree khushiyan hone par bhi,
kamee desh kee khaltee hai
us mitti men vaapas aane,
ichcha sadaa machaltee hai