Meri haalaa me sabne
paayi apni-apni haalaa,
mere pyaale me sabne
paayaa apnaa-apnaa pyaalaa,
mere saaki me sabne apnaa
pyaaraa saaki dekhaa,
jiski jaisi ruchi thi usne
waisi dekhi madhushala.
yah madiraalaya ke aansu hai,
nahin-nahin maadak haalaa,
yah madiraalaya ki aankhe hai,
nahin-nahin madhu kaa pyaalaa,
kisi samay ki sukhadsmriti hai
saaki bankar naach rahi,
nahin-nahin kavi kaa hridayaangan,
yah virhaakul madhushaalaa.
kuchal hasratein kitni apni,
haay, banaa paayaa haalaa,
kitne armaano ko karke
khaak banaa paayaa pyaalaa!
pi peenewale chal denge,
haay, na koi jaanegaa,
kitne man ke mahal dahe tab
khadi hui yah madhushala.
vishwa tumhaare vishmaya jeevan
me laa paayegi haalaa
yadi thodi-si bhi yah meri
madmaati saakibaalaa,
shunya tumhaari ghadiyaa kuch bhi
yadi yah gunjit kar paayee,
janm safal samjhegi jag me
apnaa meri madhushala.
bade-bade naazo se maine
paali hai saakibaalaa,
kalit kalpanaa kaa hi isne
sadaa uthaayaa hai pyaalaa,
maan-dulaaron se hi rakhnaa
is meri sukumaari ko,
vishwa, tumhaare haathon me ab
saup rahaa hun madhushala
