Wirsa

mud kar pichhe dekh rahi huun

kya kya kuchh virse men mila tha

aur kya kuchh main chhod rahi huun

mera ghar tufan-zada tha

mere buzurgon ne dekha tha

vo ifrit-e-vaqt ki jis ne

un se sab kuchh chhin liya tha

phir bhi kya kuchh mujh ko mila tha

chehron par mehnat ki chamak thi

ankhon men ghairat ki damak thi

haath men haath dhare the kaise

ḳhali haath bhare the kaise

mil-jul kar rahne ki ravish thi

zinda rahne ki ḳhvahish thi

ye sab kuchh us ghar se mila tha

vo ghar jo ik ḳhali ghar tha

main ne ek bhare kumbe men

apne hanste-baste ghar men

ḳhauf ka virsa chhod diya hai

rishta-e-jurat tod diya hai

lahjon men lafzon ki bachat hai

qurbat men kitni vahshat hai

apni ḳhushiyan apne angan

apne khilaune apne daman

mud kar pichhe dekh rahi huun

kya kya kuchh virsa men mila tha

aur kya kuchh main chhod rahi huun

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