Jeevan path ki khoj

Hum kya jaane kya prem hai,
hum kewal moh aadheen hai,
ish jeevan maya ke path par,
hum to prani bade deen hai..

tumhe na jaane na pehchane,
hum maya vash bane anjaane,
teri kripa patr nahi hum Krishna
nahi meera jese deewane..

kabhi thokar lag gir jate hai,
na kuch hi samajh hum pate hai,
tera naam bhool ke hey Kanha,
bas main main ratt lagate hai..

prabhu mujhko apne aadheen karo,
mujhe sab vishayo se heen karo,
mujhe soordas si bhakti do,
mujhe apne charano me leen karo..

mera tan bhi apawan or mann bhi,
mera kan kan paap se bhara hua,
main saran tumhai aaya hu,
mann mera aap me leen hua..

mene suna tha tumne arjun se,
geeta ka gyan mahaan kaha,
mujh murakh ko bhi bhakti do,
jiska vedo ne bakhaan kaha..

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