Ehsas

Ehsas ke saath

Afsos bhi hota hai...

Gar ehsas zinda hai to aansu bhi aate hai,

Aur hansi bhi...

Maine to jab bhi koshish ki rone ki khud pe,

Hansi hi aayi...

Aansu barish ban ke

Man ki sukhi mitti ko khushboo se sarabor kar jate hai,

Aur banjar ho chuki dharti par andekhe phul khil aate hai.

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Kagaz ke phoolo me mehek purani kitaab ki.... Zang lage guitar ke taar, aur dhun ek jaani pehchani... purani. Log kehte hai ki safar hai, par sab makaam dhundhte hai; Subah chale the, sham tak koi rah hume bhi dhundh legi...

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Tumhare sheher mein


Do bitta zameen chahiya aur roti do waqt ki,
Tumhara sheher bahut bada hai par itna bhi nahi hai.

Meri aankhe badi budhi nahi dikhta hai ab kuch bhi
Magar main dekhta hu tez chalti is sadak ke chhor
Aati jaati gadiyo ka shor
Jagti aankhe aur tadapte badan
Raat se din tak bechain tadapte man
Ummedo ki jagah dhue se lipti rato ka sach bhi
Meri budhi si aankho ne hai dekhe andhere din

Guzarte hai watan ke rehnuma har roz in sadko se
Yahi pe main bhi meri kyo khabar kisi ko na hui
Kaha unke liye milo tak resham bunte hai sab log
Mujhe to tat ka bistar bhi mayassar nahi hota

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