
Ambarin Salahuddin
mujhe vahshat ka matlab kab pata tha aaj se pahle
kabhi aisa hua ye dil zara ghabra gaya
to kah diya ki dil bahut vahshat-zada hai
aur aisa bhi hua
gar sakht lahje men kisi ne baat ki
ya baat rad kar di
na koi kaam ho ya na niind aai
to phir bhi kah diya vahshat bahut hai
mujhe ye lafz achchha hi bahut lagta tha
par aise nahin dekho
ki main ne us ka matlab aaj samjha hai
main gum-sum to nahin chup huun
miri saari tavajjoh mere hathon par lagi hai
mere nakhun yuun hatheli men khube hain
dil ye kahta hai
ki meri ungliyan is jild ke niche dabe
ik iztirabi se khala ko pur karen
ya phaad dalen ab
kai lahren si bechaini se yuun karvat badalti hain
mira dil chahta hai ye
ki main khinch kar
ajab vahshat ke maqnatis se jud kar
khud apne kanpte hathon ki poron se nikal jaun
magar main apne siine se ubhar kar
aa atakti huun halq men
khushk hai jo pyaas se
un ansuon se
jo nahin bante
yahan main kahan jaun
na aage aa sakun main aur na vapas ja sakun main ab
main jaise band huun shishe ke dabbe men
main apne khvab se apne halq se
jis qadar koshish karun
bahar nikalne ki ubharne ki
to mera saans rukta hai
koi avaz aati hai
kahin andar hi lekin duub jaati hai
mujhe sab kahin par bhi nahin hoti
kisi ko main nazar aati huun par shayad
use bhi apne andar se nikalne ka koi rasta nahin milta

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