Makan

ek ludhki hui vaadi men

bahut niche khalaon se

jahan dhundli fazaon ka chalan hai

khasta sa ek makan mujh ko virasat men mila hai

jis tarah suukh ke zakhmon se gira karti hai papdi

us ki divaron se is tarah se girta hai plastar

ek paanv pe khade saare sutun thak se gae hain

khurda danton ki tarah hilti hain har taaq men inten

moch khaai hui kuchh khidkiyan tirchhi si khadi hain

kanch dhundlae hue chatkhe hue

pahle bahar ki taraf khulti thiin aflak ki janib

ab ye andar bhi nahin khultin agar saans ghute

abr-alud hain ab

aur havaon men bhi surakh pade hain

mera paidaeshi ghar hai mujhe rahna hai yahin par

ek maila sa falak hai to mire sar pe abhi tak

Darta huun gir na pade sote men ek roz kahin

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