Ek Khwab Aur

khvab ab husn-e-tasavvur ke ufuq se hain pare

dil ke ik jazba-e-masum ne dekhe the jo khvab

aur taabiron ke tapte hue sahraon men

tishnagi abla-pa shola-ba-kaf mauj-e-sarab

ye to mumkin nahin bachpan ka koi din mil jaae

ya palat aae koi saat-e-nayab-e-shabab

phuut nikle kisi afsurda tabassum se kiran

ya damak utthe kisi dast-e-burida men gulab

aah patthar ki lakiren hain ki yadon ke nuqush

kaun likh sakta hai phir umr-e-guzishta ki kitab

biite lamhat ke soe hue tufanon men

tairte phirte hain phuti hui ankhon ke hubab

tabish-e-rang-e-shafaq atish-e-ru-e-khurshid

mil ke chehre pe sahar aai hai khun-e-ahbab

jaane kis mod pe kis raah men kya biiti hai

kis se mumkin hai tamannaon ke zakhmon ka hisab

astinon ko pukarenge kahan tak aansu

ab to daman ko pakadte hain lahu ke girdab

dekhti phirti hai ek ek munh khamoshi

jaane kya baat hai sharminda hai andaz-e-khitab

dar-ba-dar thokaren khate hue phirte hain saval

aur mujrim ki tarah un se gurezan hai javab

sarkashi phir main tujhe aaj sada deta huun

main tira shair-e-avara o be-bak-o-kharab

phenk phir jazba-e-be-tab ki aalam pe kamand

ek khvab aur bhi ai himmat-e-dushvar-pasand

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