akhtar-ul-iman

Sabza-E-Begana

hasab-nasab hai na tarikh o ja-e-paidaish

kahan se aaya tha mazhab na valdiyat maalum

maqami chhote se khairati aspatal men vo

kahin se laaya gaya tha vahan ye hai marqum

mariz raton ko chillata hai ”mire andar

asiir zakhmi parinda hai ik, nikalo ise

gulu-girafta hai ye habs-e-dam hai khaif hai

sitam-rasida hai mazlum hai bacha lo ise”

mariz chikhta hai dard se karahta hai

ye vietnam, kabhi dominican, kabhi kashmir

zar-e-kasir, siyah qaumen, khaam madniyat

kasif tel ke chashme, avam, istehsal

zamin ki maut bahaim, fizai jang, sitam

ijara-dari, subuk gaam, dilruba, atfal

sarod-o-naghma, adab, sher, amn, barbadi

janaza ishq kaa, daf ki sadaen, murda khayal

taraqqi, ilm ke gahvare, ruuh ka madfan

khuda ka qatl, ayaan zer-e-naf zohra jamal

tamam raat ye be-rabt baten karta hai

mariz sakht pareshani ka sabab hai yahan

gharaz ki jo tha shikayat ka ek daftar tha

natija ye hai usi roz muntaqil karke

use ik aur shifa-khane ko ravana kiya

suna gaya hai vahan nafsiyat ke mahir

tabib haziq o nabbaz doctor kitne

talab kiye gae aur sab ne ittifaq kiya

ye koi zehni maraz hai, mariz ne shayad

kabhi parinda koi paala hoga lekin vo

adam-e-tavajjohi ya ittifaq se yunhi

bichara mar gaya us maut ka asar hai ye

ajiib chiiz hai taht-e-shuur insan ka

ye aur kuchh nahin ehsas-e-jurm hai jis ne

dil o dimagh pe qabza kiya hai is darja

mariz qatil o mujrim samajhta hai khud ko!

kisi ki raae thi pasmanda qaum ka ik fard

mariz hoga isi vaste siyah qaumen

gharib ke liye ik tabō ban gaiin afsos

koi ye kahta tha ye asal men hai hubb-e-vatan

mariz chahta tha ham kafil hon apne

kisi bhi qaum ke aage na haath phailaen

yahin pe tel ke chashme hain, vo karen daryaft!

guman kuchh ko tha ye shakhs koi shaer hai

jo chahta tha jahan-gardi men guzare vaqt

hasin aurten maail hon lutf-o-aish rahe

qalam ke zor se shohrat mile zamane men

zar-e-kasir bhi haath aae is bahane se

magar gharib ki sab koshishen gaiin nakam

shikast-e-paiham o ehsas-e-na-rasai ne

ye haal kar diya majruh hogae aasab

gharaz ki nukta-rassi men guzar gaya sab vaqt

vo chikhta hi raha dard ki dava na mili

nashist baad nashist aur muaene shab o roz

inhin men vaqt guzarta gaya shifa na mili

phir ek shaam vahan surma-dar-gulu aai

jo us ke vaste goya tabib-e-haziq thi

kisi ne phir na suni dard se bhari avaz

karahta tha jo khamosh ho gaya vo saaz

baras guzar gae is vaqie ko, maazi ki

andheri god ne kab ka chhipa liya us ko

magar suna hai shifa-khane ke dar-o-divar

vo gird-o-pesh jahan se kabhi vo guzra tha

kharabe bastiyan jangal, ujaad rah-guzar

usi ki chikh ko dohrae ja rahe hain abhi

”koi mudava karo zalimo mire andar

asiir zakhmi parinda hai ik nikalo ise

gulu-girafta hai ye habs-e-dam hai khaif hai

sitam-rasida hai mazlum hai bacha lo ise”

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