Afroz Rizvi
vo mahakta hai jo khushbu ke havalon ki tarah
is ko rakkha hai kitabon men gulabon ki tarah
vo jo khvabon ke jazire men nazar aata hai
mere idrak men rahta hai kinaron ki tarah
ban ke ehsas jo dhadkan se lipat jaata hai
saath rahta hai mohabbat men khayalon ki tarah
dekhna khvab ki surat men nazar aaega
vo jo palkon pe chamakta hai sitaron ki tarah
main ne khushbu ke libade men jise chuma tha
meri har saans men shamil hai vo phulon ki tarah
vo mire sher ka ik misra-e-tar ho jaise
gungunati huun use aaj main giton ki tarah
itni achchhi thi mulaqat ki pahle din hi
dil men ‘afroz’ basaya use sochon ki tarah
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