वो तेरे भगवान् कहाँ हैं

न मंदिर, गुरूद्वारे में है
न पोथी पुराणों में है
ढूंढता वो मझदार कहाँ है
वो तेरे भगवान् कहाँ हैं

न खेत खलिहानों में है
न गरीब की चौखट पे है
बुझी किस्मत की सुबह कहाँ है
वो तेरे भगवान् कहाँ हैं

मौन धार के चुप सा गया कहीं
बीच राह में छुप सा गया कहीं
फ़रियादी का मसीहा कहाँ है
वो तेरे भगवान् कहाँ हैं

कीरतन जगराते रोज़े रखे मैंने
दान धरम की पेटी भरी मैंने
पर्वत पे परवरदिगार कहाँ है
वो तेरे भगवान् कहाँ हैं

चिंता विलीन की घड़ी में पूजा
हँसी ख़ुशी के सुकून में ढूंढा
मेरा इश्वर, मेरा ख़ुदा कहाँ है
ये तेरा इंसान यहाँ है

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A development professional at work. I started writing poems right from childhood. Then came a phase of writing prose. Well functional with English and Hindi , can write easily in both the languages. Someday want to write something so beautiful that 30 years after i ham gone someone reads my work and say"wow". The search for the feelings and words is on.
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