ahmad-nadeem-qasmi

Naya Sal

raat ki udti hui raakh se bojhal hai nasim

yuun asa tek ke chalti hai ki rahm aata hai

saans leti hai darakhton ka sahara le kar

aur jab us ke libade se lipat kar koi

patta girta hai to patthar sa ludhak jaata hai

shakhen hathon men liye kitni adhuri kaliyan

mangti hain faqat ik narm si jumbish ki dua

aisa chup-chap hai sanvlai hui subh men shahr

jaise mabad kisi murjhae hue mazhab ka

sar pe apni hi shikaston ko uthae hue log

ik dorahe pe girohon men khade hain tanha

yak-ba-yak fasle tanbe ki tarah bajne lage

qadam uthte hain to zarre bhi sada dene lage

dard ke pairhan-e-chak se jhanko to zara

murda suraj pe latakte hue maile badal

kisi tufan ki aamad ka pata dete hain!

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