kabhi iss dharti par
mera hi raajya hua karta tha,
har shakhs sukhi tha jahan,
aisa ek samraajya hua karta tha.
naa koi jaat-paat tha,
naa hi koi dharm-mazhab tha,
uss sundar-si duniya ka
to har drishya hi gazab tha.
naa rajniti thi,
naa bhrastachar hi tha.
sab swakch sochte the,
kahi koi ku-wichar naa tha.
naa dikhte the kahi par,
saje-dhaje nange,
aur naa hi hote the,
kahi koi dange.
par ab dharti se,
mera wilop ho chuka hai,
sare manavi mulyon ka,
ab khatma ho chuka hai.
main koi aur nahi,
balki insaan hoon,
par ab main main naa raha,
ban chuka main haiwan hoon.
mera hi raajya hua karta tha,
har shakhs sukhi tha jahan,
aisa ek samraajya hua karta tha.
naa koi jaat-paat tha,
naa hi koi dharm-mazhab tha,
uss sundar-si duniya ka
to har drishya hi gazab tha.
naa rajniti thi,
naa bhrastachar hi tha.
sab swakch sochte the,
kahi koi ku-wichar naa tha.
naa dikhte the kahi par,
saje-dhaje nange,
aur naa hi hote the,
kahi koi dange.
par ab dharti se,
mera wilop ho chuka hai,
sare manavi mulyon ka,
ab khatma ho chuka hai.
main koi aur nahi,
balki insaan hoon,
par ab main main naa raha,
ban chuka main haiwan hoon.
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