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Maa
yeh ek chota sa poem meri aur duniya ki har maa ke liye :
woh maa hai jo papa ke daant se bachati hai
aur waqt aane par khud daanti bhi hai
lekin bure waqt me wahi saath deti hai.
Roti ek maango toh chaar lati hai
aur jab mujhe bukhaar aa Jaye toh
takiye par sar bhi nai lagati hai .
parivar ki bahu , pati ki patni
aur baccho ki maa sabhi kirdar nibhati hai
lekin khud kya ban na hai kabhi nai sochti hai
woh maa hai jo dusron ki Khushi me
apni khushi dhoondti hai .
ye sab sirf maa kar sakti hai
na uske jaisa koi aur
na uske sifa koi aur .
woh maa hai jo papa ke daant se bachati hai
aur waqt aane par khud daanti bhi hai
lekin bure waqt me wahi saath deti hai.
Roti ek maango toh chaar lati hai
aur jab mujhe bukhaar aa Jaye toh
takiye par sar bhi nai lagati hai .
parivar ki bahu , pati ki patni
aur baccho ki maa sabhi kirdar nibhati hai
lekin khud kya ban na hai kabhi nai sochti hai
woh maa hai jo dusron ki Khushi me
apni khushi dhoondti hai .
ye sab sirf maa kar sakti hai
na uske jaisa koi aur
na uske sifa koi aur .
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