fahmida-riaz

Nazr-E-Firaq

ai dil-e-kafir ijz se munkir aaj tira sar kham kyuun hai

teri hateli shiryanon men ye bebas matam kyuun hai

aankh to rona bhuul gai thi phir har manzar nam kyuun hai

mat roko bahne do aansu kisi ko karte hain parnam

aap jhuka hai jhukne do sar chhupa tha us men koi salam

shayad us ke huzur men ho tum jis ko kahte hain anjam

vo hasti ki sarhad-e-akhir hua jahan har safar tamam

bebas hai insan bebas hai takti rah gai roti shaam

uth gaya koi bhari duniya se baaqi rahe khuda ka naam

ya phir kaghaz par parchhain milega jis ko sabt-e-davam

ye tukde insani dil ke shaer aur shaer ka kalam

naaz karungi khush-bakhti men main ne ‘firaq’ ko dekha tha

ujde ghar men vo tahzibon ke sangam par baitha tha

garm ham-aghoshi sadiyon ki hogi kitni pyaar bhari

jis ki banhon men kheli thi us ki soch ki sundarta

sher ka dil shaffaf tha itna jaise aina-e-tarikh

kya bhar puur visal tha jis ne us shaer ko janm diya

gar tarikh ne pagal ho kar khud apna sar phoda hai

khuun uchhala hai galiyon men apna hanDola toda hai

chhint na thi daman par us ke kaun ghaat dho baitha tha

jise samajhte ho na-mumkin vo us insan jaisa tha

insan bhi itna mamuli jaise apna ham-saya

apne sher sunana us ka aur khud hairan ho jaana

baton men masum mahak thi ankhon men bechain lapak

khamoshi ke vaqfe yuun jaise us ne kuchh dekha tha

piid bahut jheli thi us ne itni baat to zahir thi

lahja men shokhi thi jaise raakh men chamke angara

sangam ke paani par main ne dekhi thi kaisi tasvir

uda lahak kar ik jal-panchhi khinch gaya paani pe lakir

jamuna ki niili gahrai bhed bhari chup se bojhal

ganga ke dhare ki jumbish ujli taqat aur be-kal

is paani men aks Dalta asman ka ik tukda

mitti ke but hare nariyal chandan laga koi mukhda

vo dharon par naav kheta sukha panjar manjhi ka

daan ke paise ginta panDit tanba suraj sanjhi ka

jamuna par minar qila ke gumbad ka tirchha saaya

paksitan se aae muhajir gende ki tuuti maala

paani men chappu ki shap shap baton ke tuute tukde

yahin kahin par ham se ojhal sarasvati bhi bahti hai

jo samjhi jo aage samjhun chhalak raha hai dil ka jaam

vo manzar jo khud se bada tha us ka ghera tumhare naam

ye kamre ka maand ujala bahar huuk papihe ki

khidki par bundon ki dastak sansen bharti khamoshi

puuri baat nahin batlata gunge aansu ro dena

teri dharti sah na sakegi itne husn ko kho dena

tanha aur apahij budhe tujhe na marne denge log

abhi to jivan banjh nahin hai phir tujh ko janmenge log

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