berang raaston par
bikhre phoolon ko sameta usne
khoye hue alfaazon ko nazmon mein piroyaa
hathon mein hina ki laali sajaayee
benoor aankhon ko
khwaab dekhne ka hunar phir sikhaaya usne
meri tasveeron mein rang bharaa
mere ashkon ko, motiyon sa
apne dil ke taaron mein piroyaa
mere kaanpte badan ko
ek sunehri chadar urhaayi
aur haule se mujhe awaaz di...
...falak...
Naam hote hain... diye nahi jaate.. Bas zara si dhool me chup jaate hain.. Naam janam leta hai.. Vo jisne bhi tumhe pukara... usne tumhe naam nahi diya.. Tumhari haqikat bayaan ki hai...
ReplyDeletejab koi apne hathon se woh dhool mitata hai toh kuch dhool toh uske daman par bhi parhti hogi...shaayad isiliye shukria ke tor par likha tha :-)
ReplyDeleteVaade poore ho na hon...koshishein aksar kamyab ho jati hain.
ReplyDeletefalak...tum aise hi chamakte rahna...kahin bhatak jaun to timtimake mujhe manzil ki oor rah dikha dena.. :)
i am humbled...
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