Abu Bakr Abbad
kaash na hota to achchha tha
aisa bhi hota hai jag men
rab ke ham-sae ki aise
rab ke pujari jaan lete hain
din bada ghamgin sa tha vo
suraj bhi roya tha pahron
sadiyon ki vo raat ajab thi
jaise ruhen chikh rahi huun
sub.h ki chanchal hava jo aai
jaane kis ko dhund rahi thi
baulai baulai si
phuul parinde sab gum-sum the
pedon ke patte tak sakit
faslon ki balin bhi chup thiin
saryu ki ankhon ke aansu
jaane kyuun na thamte the
naari balak piir faqir
giyani aur updeshak bhi
sab hairan the sahme the sab
dubidha men tha har koi
kaise kis ko munh dikhlae
mard-e-muqaddas lauh-purush
tiir dhanush jab le kar lauta
tuut chuka ho khud vo jaise
sharminda afsurda tha
zalim ko paraje karne vaala
ismat-e-sita ka rakhvala
apna sab kuchh tyagne vaala
raaj dharm ka rakshak khud hi
khud apni nagri ke andar
bebas aur ranjida tha
kyuun ki khud is ke apnon ne
us ki hi nagri men aa kar
us ka hi dil tod diya tha
aaj bhi jab vo din aata hai
suraj chanda din aur raat
phuul parinde khet ki faslen
balak giyani piir faqir
sab gum-sum ho jaate hain
suraj saryu siita mil kar
pahron niir bahate hain
ki raj-dharm ke rakshak ka dil
phir se toda jaata hai
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