Ghazal :Chamakte Jugnu Mujhe Raat Bhar Satate Rahe

Chamakte jugnu mujhe  raat bhar satate rahe 

Na yaad kar ke bhi tum yaad mujko aate rahe.

Na veerane mein baith akele laut ja ghar ko

Sitare mujko poori raat samjhate rahe.

Joh raatun ko nahi khilte  woh phool bhi dekho

Raat ki raani ke sang khoob muskarate rahe.

Koyal na gaayi magar hawa ke kuch jhonke

Pyar ka geet main sang gun gaate rahe.

Akela chand bhi gaataun se nikla toh bola

Tamaam raat tum kiss ko yahan bulate rahe.

Kya baat hai ke tum tak na gayi awaz meri

Sitare bhi meri sunnte apni sunate rahe.

Mere kalaam ko sunn ke wah wah kehne wale

Mehfil mein geet kisi aur ka kyon gaate rahe.

Kabhi toh aisa bhi hota ke aa ke na jaate

Magar woh umar bhar aate rahe aur jaate rahe.

Jinne khabar thi ke koi na yahan aaye ka kabhi

Ghar ki chokhat pe woh deep kyon jalate rahe.

Apne zubaan ke liye joh mashoor the zahan bhar mein

Pyar mein vaade wohi kar ke bhool jaate rahe.

Aaj akela raha toh pata chala mujko "Chahat"

Zara se baat pe woh kyon rooth jaate rahe. 

Kejriwal: Child Ab Man Ho Gaya

A B C ki huvi ladai A ne kiya aisa dhamaka, 

Urd gaye iss mein Modi Makhan Kiran aur Shah ka aaka. 



B ne poori taqat lagai aur kitne plan badle, 

Logon ko woh kya samjate mitta sakke na apne jagre. 


C ne pehli hi maan liya tha race se khud ko bahir, 

Sonia Rahul ki gun bhi kuch kar sakki na fahir, 


A, B C pe bhari pad gayi aisa jhadu chalaya, 

Swatch Bharat ke abhiyaan ka bhi Kejri ne kiya safaya.


Modi ka mazic wane ho gaya Delhi Kejri Fan ho gaya, 

Politics ka ek chota baccha aaj dekho Man ho gaya.


C ko mila hai zero anda B ko mila hai logon ka danda, 

A ne kar diya kitne hi logon ka ab manda dhanda. 


B C donu mil ke bhi A se reh gaye kosun door, 

Modi Shah Kiran Sonia Rahul "Chahat" dikh rahe hai kitne mazboor. 

Panch Saal Kejriwal

Kiran bane gi bali ki bakri, Modi ki bhi haar huvi,
Karorun ka kharcha, lakhun ki mehnat, dekho sab bekaar huvi.

Shiela ka rath kal rukha tha, aaj Modi ka gubara huva punchur,
"Panch saal Kejriwal" kaise lage gi yeh picture.

Shiela ko Manmohan dubo gaya, Modi Kiran ko le dooba,
Kejri Bhaiya karne lage hai, shayad aathma naya azooba.

Sheila ke 15 Modi ke 9 pe, 49 pad gaye bhari,
Kejriwal sab se kehte hai, aa gayi phir se meri bari.

Shiela ne kaam kiya tha accha, jaanta hai bhuda aur baccha
Phir bhi aur paane ki dunn mein, de gaya voter ussi ko gaccha

Modi ne umeed badhai, har marz ki humko dava dikhlaye
Lakin Dilli mein koi bhi tarkeeb, kyon BJP ke kaam na aayi

Yehi guzarish yehi duva hai hum sab dilliwalun ki,
Iss baar hakoomat bane dilli ke rakhwalun ki.

Koi kisi ko na loote ab, sab ka izzat maan rahe,
Aurat surakhsit sab jagah jaye, uss ka sada sammaan rahe.

Kaam aise kiye jaye joh sach mein karne wale hon,
Dilli mein hum aise rahen jaise ke kismat wale hon.

Umeed ke saat dar bhi hai, na jaane kal kaisa hoga,
Kitni sasti bijli mile gi, aur free ka jal kaisa hoga.

Sab dalun se hai yehi prathana, desh ka soocho apna kam,
Aur logo aap bhi yeh dekho, kaisa dal chunte hain hum.

Elections mein koi kaam na dekhe, bas vaadu ka bol hai baala,
Zaat paat pe vote sab daalein, kya ghora kya kaala.

Kahe "Chahat" sunu dosto yeh kaisa gorakh dhanda hai,
Voter pehle gunga behra tha, kyon ho gaya ab andha hai.