main jiine ki tamanna le ke uthti huun
magar jab din guzarta hai
sunahri dhuup ki kirnen kisi dariya kinare par utarti shaam ke bikhre hue chamkile balon se lipat kar sone lagti hain
hava bezar ho kar phir thake panchhi ki banhon men simat kar baith jaati hai
zamin ka shor bhi tab rafta rafta maand padta hai
falak ke akhiri kone pe jis dam kuchh syahi jhilmilati hai
sitare surmai se asmanon ki bichhi chadar pe aise baith jaate hain
ki jaise dubte suraj ki mayyat par sipare padhne aae hon
tabhi ehsas hota hai ki goya zindagi bas ek din ki thi
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