In the realm of poetry and expressions, the nuances of human emotions find their
voice through the medium of words. One such intricate facet of human experience is
the intriguing concept of “Matlabi Paise” in the world of Shayari. Literally
translating to “selfish money,” Matlabi Paise embodies the notion of materialistic
pursuits and the complex dynamics it introduces into our lives.
Through the lens of Shayari, we embark on a journey into the world of Matlabi
Paise, exploring its multifaceted nature and the impact it has on our lives.
Let us delve into the depths of this enigmatic world, where money becomes a
metaphor for human desires and relationships, and the true meaning of wealth is
revealed.
Matalabii paise kii duniyaa hai, bahut dard chupaatii hai.
Jitanaa unhen dete hain, utanaa hii dard badhaatii hai.
Hasate hain vo jo chamakate hain maalon se,
Par dilon kii khaamoshii ko kown samajh paatii hai.
Sangharsh karate hain log apane bahumuuly samay kaa,
Par matalabii paise ko khone kaa koii kauf nahiin hotaa.
Dhan ke chakkar men sabakaa cheharaa badal jaataa hai,
Paison ke lie apane pyaar ko bhii bhuul jaataa hai.
Ek din aayegaa, jab samay bhii bikegaa paison ke lie,
Phir koii nahiin hogaa jise matalabii paise chaahie.
Ye duniyaa matalabii paison se banii huii hai,
Khud ko kho diyaa hai, insaaniyat bhuul gaii hai.
Kuchh log mohabbat ko paison se towlate hain,
Pyaar kaa matalab inhen kabhii samajh nahiin aate hain.
Badalataa hai samay, badalatii hain dowlaton kii haisiyat,
Par matalabii paise kaa chakkar kabhii nahiin thamataa.
Jise mile bahut paise, vo khud ko maanataa hai amiir,
Par jiivan men ajanabii hai, sab kuchh nirmam hai yahaan.
Khud ko bechate hain log paison kii muhare men,
Jiivan ke lie kown karataa hai aisaa karm yahaan.
Matalabii paise kii duniyaa hai, nirmamataa se bharii,
Pyaar kii raahon men yahaan hai avishvasaniiy rishte todii.
Badalataa hai cheharaa, badalatii hain aadaten logon kii,
Matalabii paise kii duniyaa men rang badalate phirate hain sab logon kii.
Par yah dhyaan rakhen, jindagii matalab se nahiin banii,
Pyaar owr sachchaaii kii duniyaa men hii khushiyaan milengii sabako manii.
Paison ke lie jagah badalatii hai dostii owr rishte,
Is napharat kii duniyaa men mohabbat kii taakat hii kam hotii hai.
Matalabii paise kii duniyaa men akelaapan chhaayaa rahataa hai,
Dostii, pyaar owr iimaanadaarii sab bhulaa diyaa jaataa hai.
Par dil se socho, rupayon ke aage kitanaa hak hai?
Is matalabii duniyaa men bhii pyaar ko jiine kaa adhikaar hai.
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa se duur khud ko rakho,
Sachchaaii, samvedanaa owr prem se jiivan bharo.
Dhan kii dowlat se kyaa hogaa jab kho jaaegaa yah sab,
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa se bhaag jaaegaa yah saba.
Pyaar, sammaan, vishvaas hain ve amuuly dhan,
Matalabii paise kii duniyaa se ho jaaen alag apana.
Jiivan kaa sach chhupaa hai paison kii duniyaa men,
Samajhanaa hogaa ki yah maayaavii khel hai yahaan.
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa men kho gaii asalii pahachaan,
Pyaar ke saath sachchaaii kii kho gaii bhaarii mahimaana.
Apanon ko bhii bech dete hain log paison ke chakkar men,
Yah duniyaa matalabii paison se hai saraabor kabhii nahiin.
Paison kaa jalavaa hai sabako bhaataa yahaan,
Par sachchaa khudaa to nahiin chamakataa yahaan.
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa men chhuut jaatii hain khushiyaan,
Bas dikhaave kii dowlat hotii hain yahaan.
Kho denge is duniyaa ko tan owr man ke saath,
Jab chhodenge ham is matalabii paison kii baata.
Socho, apane jiivan ko kyaa banaa denaa hai,
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa men nahiin jiinaa hai.
Pyaar kii kiimat ko n samajhenge ye log,
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa men kho jaaenge roga.
Dhan ke piichhe bhaagate hain sab ummiidon ke chhaaye,
Achchhaaii ke baajaar men kho gaii sabakii laharen.
Sachche rishton ko tod detii hai yah duniyaa,
Matalabii paison kii chaah men bhuul jaatii hai sab kuchha.
Par aakhirat kaa mohataaj nahiin hogaa yah dhan,
Pyaar, iimaanadaarii, insaaniyat kii hogii maana.
Badalegii yah duniyaa, jab sabako samajh aaegaa,
Matalabii paison ke piichhe ajanabii ban jaaegaa.
Dekho is duniyaa ko najar se sachchaaii se,
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa karegii tumhen pachhataaii.
Jiinaa hai khushii se, chhodo matalab kii chhaap,
Pyaar kii duniyaa men hii milegii jiivan kii maana.
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa se nikalo baahar,
Pyaar owr sachchaaii se jiivan bharo aapase pyaara.
Hameshaa yaad rakho, yah duniyaa matalabii hai sadaiv,
Pyaar owr sachchaaii se hii milegii khushiyon kii sukhad raaha
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa men kho jaataa hai adaalat,
Sachchaaii owr iimaanadaarii ko todataa hai yah baajaara.
Pyaar kii bolii suno, dil kii bhaashaa samajho,
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa se aavaaj uthaao.
Dhan kii mahimaa hai sirph yahaan kaa moh,
Par kho denaa hai sab kuchh is maayaavii roga.
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa men rang badalate jaate hain,
Sachche rishton ko chhod, log ban jaate hain ajanabii.
Jiivan kaa arth samajho, mowlik vastuon kii kiimat samajho,
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa men kho nahiin jaao.
Pyaar ke aage kho denge ye dowlat ke taaj,
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa men nahiin hogii aaja.
Sachche rangon se bharii hai pyaar kii duniyaa,
Matalabii paison kii barbaadii kii hogii sajaa.
Chalo chhod do is matalabii duniyaa ko piichhe,
Pyaar, sachchaaii aur sammaan se jiine kaa lie.
Saath raho sadaiv sachche owr vishvaas ke saath,
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa se hameshaa hatjaate hain paisa.
Yah jiivan khaalii nahiin hai matalabii paison se,
Pyaar, sammaan, khushii owr khaudaraa liyaa jaataa hai sabase.
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa todo bandhan usake,
Sachche rishton ke saath chalo jiine ke safar men.
Pyaar kii baarish karo, dostii kaa nagamaa gaao,
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa se duur badii aabaadii paao.
Dil kii khavaahishon ko puuraa karo aap,
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa men mat pado aapa.
Khud ko bechane kii nahiin hain zaruurat,
Pyaar owr sachchaaii se bhar do apanii zindagii kii purii kitaaba.
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa men na kho jaao aap,
Pyaar owr sachchaaii kii duniyaa men hameshaa raho aap
Duusaron ke lie khushiyaan baanto, pyaar karo har ek se,
Matalabii paison kii duniyaa se nikalo owr bacho har din ke duahkhon se.
