Mansoor Aafaque
sard ThiThuri hui lipTi hui sarsar ki tarah
zindagi mujh se mili pichhle december ki tarah
kis tarah dekhna mumkin tha kisi aur taraf
main ne dekha hai tujhe aḳhiri manzar ki tarah
haath rakh lams bhari tez nazar ke aage
chirti jaati hai siina mira ḳhanjar ki tarah
barishen us ka lab-o-lahja pahan leti thiin
shor karti thi vo barsat men jhanjhar ki tarah
kachchi miTTi ki mahak oḌh ke itrati thi
main use dekhta rahta tha samundar ki tarah
pallu girta hua saaḌi ka uTha kar ‘mansur’
chalti hai chhalki hui duudh ki gagar ki tarah
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