abrar-ahmad

Mitti Thi Kis Jagah Ki

be-faiz saaton men

munh-zor mausamon men

khud se kalam karte

ukhdi hui tanabon

din-bhar ki sakhtiyon se

ukta ke so gae the

barish thi be-nihayat

mitti se uth rahi thi

khushbu kisi vatan ki

khushbu se jhankte the

galiyan makan dariche

aur bachpane ke angan

ik dhuup ke kinare

asaishon ke maidan

udte hue parinde

ik ujle asman par

do nim-baz ankhen

bedariyon ki zad par

ta-hadd-e-khak udte

be-samt be-irada

kuchh khvab fursaton ke

kuchh naam chahaton ke

kin paniyon men utre

kin bastiyon se guzre

thi sub.h kis zamin par

aur shab kahan pe aai

mitti thi kis jagah ki

udti phiri kahan par

is khak-dan pe kuchh bhi

daaim nahin rahega

hai paanv men jo chakkar

qaaem nahin rahega

dastak thi kin dinon ki

avaz kin ruton ki

khana-ba-dosh jaage

khemon men ud rahi thiin

ankhon men bhar gai thi

ik aur shab ke ninden

aur shahr-e-be-aman men

phir sub.h ho rahi thi

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