Tanveer Anjum
main mohabbat karta aur zinda rahna bhuul chuki huun
aur khilaunon ke nae karobar ka lutf utha rahi huun
khilaune mujhe bech rahe hain
maut ke hathon
jo zaruraton aur zaruraton ki takmil ke bahrup badalti hai
khilaune mujhe chabi dete hain
aur subh ho jaati hai
shaam hote hote chabi khatm hoti hai
aur zehn men bhadakte hue shoalon
ya dil men chubhti hui thandak ki tarah yaden
raat ban jaati hain
jaise kisi bhuke naukar ko kaam karvane ki majburi men
mazid bhuka rakkha jaata hai
vo meri ankhon men jhanke bana so jaata hai
vajud tak pahunchne vaale kabhi na kiye jaane vaale safar ke liye
vo asman tak jaana chahta hai
aur main ghar ki divaren buland karna chahti huun
khilaune apna vajud mere dil se ugate hain
aur mujhe yaqin hai
vo vajud rakhte hain
aur men in saare majbur dinon ki tarah
adam ban chuki huun
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