afzal-minhas

Sau Hath Uthe Karb Ki Khushbu Ko Churane

sau haath uthe karb ki khushbu ko churane

kya zakhm lagae hain mire tan pe hava ne

raste men koi ped jo mil jaae to baithun

vo baar uthaya hai ki dikhne lage shane

ankhon men basi thi tire chehre ki tamazat

chalne na diya raah men zanjir-e-sada ne

chehre the ki marqad ki tarah nauha-ba-lab the

kya kya na rulaya mujhe manus faza ne

naghmon ke taaqub men na jaao ki abhi tak

insan ko mayassar hi nahin hont hilane

kyuun itne pareshan ho unvan ki talab men

kirdar mukammal ho to bante hain fasane

ankhon ke jharokon se kise DhunD rahe ho

har naqsh mita Daala hai sahra ki hava ne

duniya men yahi soch ke zinda huun main ‘afzal’

ehsas to bakhsha hai mujhe mere khuda ne

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