Mata-E-Raegan

Akhtar Ul Iman

ye dard-e-zindagi kis ki amanat hai kise de duun

koi varis nahin is ka mata-e-raegan hai ye

masiha ab na aenge yahi nashtar rag-e-jan men

khalish banta rahega meri sanson men nihan hai ye

khudaya ham se pahle log bhi jo is zamin par the

yunhi pamal hote the, jo is ke baad aenge

umid-e-subh ke khanjar se zakhmi ho ke jaenge?

(kahan ja kar rukega qafila in sogvaron kaa)

ye phir bhi tere bande hain tiri hi hamd gaenge

inhen ankhen to de di hain basarat bhi inhen de de

tujhe sab dhundte hain is tarah andhe hain sab jaise

isi kore varaq par kuchh ibarat bhi unhen de de

khada hai munh kiye mashriq ki janib, koi maghrib ki

(miri tasvir men in chikhte rangon ki aisi kya zarurat thii)

khudaya bakhsh de in be-gunahon ke gunahon ko

ye maani dhundte hain kashmakash men raat aur din ki

haqiqat ko samajhna chahte hain saal aur sin ki

ye sab majbur hain in par dar-e-tauba khula rakhna

ye duniya khauf aur lalach pe jis ki niiv rakkhi hai

isi mitti se phute hain isi dharti ke paale hain

ujala bhi yahi hain is zamin ka aur andhera bhi

yahi shahkar hain tera yahi paanv ke chhale hain

(ye sab ke sab libas-e-fakhira men maili bheden hain)

ilah-al-alamin in ki khata se dar-guzar karna

bahut mazur hain ye khud-nigar apni jibillat se

muqaddar in ka hai shaam o sahar ko roz sar karna

masai in ki sim-o-zar ke dheron men badal dena

tire paas aaen, moti ke mahl mehnat ka phal dena