Kuch bhi likhna kitna mushkil hai aaj
Aap se mulaakat kuch is tarah hui hai aaj..
Aap ki saadgi se madhosh hue jaa rahe hain
Bistar par lete lete, raaton me yun hi gungunate rehate hain…
Aankhen band karten hain to ehsaas aapka hota hai,
Khuli aankhon se bas muskarata chehra aapka nazar aata hai…
Hum kahan shayari kiya karte the, mushairon se dara karte the,
Aap hi ka asar hai aye dost, te shauk ab sawanra karte hain…
Kabhi baithen aap ki aankhon me aankhen daal, armaan ye bhi hain,
Par jab bhi nazren aapse takrati hain, khud-ba-khud jhuk jaaya karti hain…
Jab gungunate ho saaz koi, awaaz me aapki gum ho jayen kahin,
Par dar hain zamaane se, na karde ruswa kahin, dosti ko humari….
Kya bataen aap ko tadap is dil ki, jab aap ki nazren dhundti hai kisi aur ko,
Toota dil us toote kanch ki tarah.. par benazar,nabina, beawaaz…
Ik baar dil toota hai gehri koi chot thi,
Mila na who marham, na sukun hai ab kahin…
Khalish abhi baaki hai tere us chot ki safiya,
Haal kya tha dil ka tere gar kaanch ki tarah to toota tha…
Waqt ke lamhe gire kayi, ek aapka chehra mila humein..
Apne kal ki parchai se dar lagta hai, dhal na jaye kahin aapki tasveer usme…
though this stands quite near to a masterpiece, technically its kind of those 18th century poems thats strongly held by the pain the subject is in.
ReplyDeleteand considering my knowledge of the subject, i advice not to stray into those painful lanes again, please...