Abu Bakr Abbad
vo ik ladki
jo khamoshi men bhi aksar chahakti thi
sub.h se shaam tak aur raat men bhi baten karti thi
sabhon ko shaad rakhti thi bahut masrur rahti thi
kabhi badal kabhi khushbu kabhi gul-rang ki surat
barasti thi bikharti thi badalti thi
magar mahsus hota tha hamesha paas rahti hai
jo vo anjan banti thi
aziiz az jaan lagti thi
kabhi chanchal hava panchhi ke pankhon aur nadi ke lams ki manind
utar aati thi dil men ruuh ko pur-kaif rakhti thi
kabhi honton ke ras ankhon ki shabnam galon ke khush-rang mausam se
nashe ko jhiil ko gulbun ko bhi vo maat deti thi
main us ke lams se rukhsaron ki dhimi tamazat garm sanson se
bahut qurbat bahut apnaiyat mahsus karta tha
zehn ke paas paata tha use apna samajhta tha
magar phir kya hua ik din ki ik bad-bakht daain ne
khuda jaane kahan bheja ki sab la-ilm hain us se
magar pahunche hue darvesh ne ye bhed khola hai
basera us ka ab hai chandni ke kunj
sitaron ke baghichon men
vo un ki sair karti hai magar ghamgin rahti hai
use sab vahm kahte hain khilaf-e-aql kahte hain
magar pakka yaqin hai jab koi tuuta hua taara
zamin ko chumne aaega vo bhi saath aaegi
phir apne saath vo khushiyon ke sad.ha gul bhi laegi
so har shab jagta huun
raah men akash ki ankhen bichhata huun
magar jo taara aata hai zamin tak aa nahin paata
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