Akela hu ye mera bura waqt hai Piche khare honge lakho log ye bhi ek satya hai To kehte hein, Aaj kamjor hu koi ni hai sang mere, Kal honge lakho log jab honge kamyab swapn mere Chota sa hi dil hai lekin khwab to hein bade mere, Wo hath bhi kal ko salute ke liye uthnge jo nahi hai avi sang mere Kuch pane ke liye to kuch khona parta hai , yahi hai jivan ka satya priye Tut kar bikhrunga lekin phir uthunga, jab tak na honge pure swapn mere Irade majboot hein hein majboot khwab mere, Wo gaurav ka taj or sath honge lakshya mere Unn bachhon ka zindgi hai sawarna, Jo halat se hein tang pare Milta nahi do waqt ka khana jinhe sote hein bhuke pet liye Daulat soharat nahi chahiye chahiye aacha desh Mujhe, Jaha na ho koi bhukmari na kahi koi berozgaari ki maut mare Pet bharne wale kisan mar rahe or hein netao ke hath khare Innn chizo ko hi to badalna hai or yhi hein future dream mereš VIRAJ #India #India #India #poem