Radha ne Krishna se poocha tha kabhi,
"Prem kya hota hai Kanha?"
Krishna muskura kar bole,
"Jab koi door hokar bhi har dhadkan mein bas jaaye, to samajh lena wahi prem hai..."
Magar prem ki sabse badi vidambna bhi yahi hai,
Ki Radha Krishna ki thi, Krishna Radha ke the,
Phir bhi dono ek doosre ke hokar bhi,
Jeevan bhar ek na ho sake.
To isi adhoori mohabbat par kuch kaha hai...
Radha ki aankhon mein aaj bhi Kanha ka intezaar hai,
Har saans mein chhupa unka adhoora sa pyaar hai.
Milan to likha nahi tha kismat ki kitaab mein,
Phir bhi Radha ke dil mein Krishna ka hi sansaar hai.
Vrindavan ki galiyon mein aaj bhi woh dhun goonjti hai,
Jahan mohabbat bichhadkar bhi sadiyon tak pooji jaati hai.
Krishna Dwarka chale gaye, Radha wahin reh gayi,
Par saccha prem wahi hai jo dooriyon mein bhi nibhaya jaata hai.
Kehte hain ishq mein saath milna zaroori nahi hota,
Kisi ka hokar bhi use paana zaroori nahi hota.
Radha-Krishna ki mohabbat gawah hai is baat ki,
Ki prem ka matlab sirf milan nahi hota.
Aaj bhi jab chaand Yamuna ke paani mein utarta hai,
Radha ka naam Krishna ki bansuri mein bikhar jaata hai.
Dard to bahut hai is adhoori kahani mein,
Par yahi dard unke prem ko amar bana deta hai.
"Mohabbat agar Radha-Krishna jaisi ho, to judaai bhi ibaadat ban jaati hai..."