Jila-Watani

Kishwar Naheed

aaj sarhad pe khamosh topon ke honton pe

papdi ki tah bhi chatakh kar giri hai

har ik roz subh savere se tarikiyon ki tahon tak

akela hi chalta hai suraj

udasi se har aankh ko apni janib tavajjoh ki khatir

bulata hai lekin

nigahen milane ka har hausla

har badan men

faqat siskiyon ki tarah jagta hai

ab faqat aabru ka dhuan kohar ban ke ruka hai

bas ab bulbulon ke tarannum men bhi

nauha-e-zindagi ke sitam-khez tufan hain

ab faqat mere apne chahiton ki lashon ke ambar hain

ab to khar bhi yahan hinhinate nahin

jang-bandi nahin sarhaden bhi nahin

ai miri mujh se ruthi hui

mere padma ki ai zinda-tar sar-zamin

meri ankhon tire asmanon

tiri aur miri sarhadon ke vo sab fasle

jo magar qurbaton ke siva kuchh na the

aaj kyuun aankh men ashk ban ke ruke hain

bhala kyuun mujhe

teri qurbat ke sayon ko dhundlahaton men badalte hue

dekhne ke liye zinda rahna pada hai