Nida Fazli
nazm bahut asan thi pahle
ghar ke aage
pipal ki shakhon se uchhal ke
aate jaate
bachchon ke baston se nikal ke
rang-ba-rangi
chidiyon ki chahkar men dhal ke
nazm mire ghar jab aati thi
mere qalam se, jaldi jaldi
khud ko puura likh jaati hai
ab sab manzar
badal chuke hain
chhote chhote chaurahon se
chaude raste nikal chuke hain
nae nae bazar
purane gali mohalle nigal chuke hain
nazm se mujh tak
ab koson lambi duuri hai
in koson lambi duuri men
kahin achanak
bam phatte hain
kokh men maaon ke
sote bachche katte hain
mazhab aur siyasat
donon
nae nae naare ratte hain
bahut se shahron
bahut se mulkon se
ab chal kar
nazm mire ghar jab aati hai
itni ziyada thak jaati hai
mere likhne ki table par
khali kaghaz ko
khali hi chhod ke rukhsat ho jaati hai
aur kisi fōtpath pe ja kar
shahr ke sab se budhe shahri ki
palkon par!
aansu ban kar so jaati hai
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