Diya

Mati ki madhai se , roshni ka aasra banaya.

niyon ki chakachondh ne , ghar k chulhe ko thanda banaya!

aate mil ki puk puk aaj v sunayi deti hai..

us jamane k bachhe ab sahab hua karte hai..

kab unki aatma dolegi,, kab mati ka shringar hoga;

kab humare chulhe me lau aayegi,,aur kab aasre ka didar hoga!