True are the words Not the talks

If leaves were brown

and the roots were green

If dirty would mean things to clean

then i would speak truth

to exactly what i mean

If walking on sky

would seem easy then on roads

If bright were nights

and life had no doors

I would not 

speak talks 

but the Words

मेरा सच

मेरे सच को तुम इतना न झुटला देना 

के किसी रोज़ ज्ञात हो सच अगर तुम्हे 

तो तुम हमसे नज़रे न मिला  सको 

मान अगर जाओगे कभी बात को उस दिन 

तो में तुम्हे मान जाऊंगा 

या दम  छुपाने फिर अपना 

झूठ तुमने बना लिया 

तो खैर मेरा भी क्या केहना