Aaj Masjid ke darwaze phir khuda mila hume,
poocha usne mujhse, phir kuch nahin, aaj bhi,
tukur tukur dekhta raha mujhe,
aasoon uski aakh mein bhi the, aur mere bhi.
baitha woh mere paas kuch der,
koshish ki hum dono ne muskuraane ki,
jaane kon si husrat thi hum dono mein,
roya tha woh bhi, aur mein bhi.
aaya tha na jaane kon aaj savere uske darwaze per,
jiske sawalon se sehma tha woh,
koshish to maine bhi ki thi samjhane ki usse,
per aaj tanha tha woh bhi, aur mein bhi.
kuch der mein he bikhar gaya woh,
mere kun-dhe per tha sir uska,
shayad aaj ke baad, hum dono saath nazar aayein,
kyunki aaj se akela hai woh bhi, aur mein bhi.
poocha usne mujhse, phir kuch nahin, aaj bhi,
tukur tukur dekhta raha mujhe,
aasoon uski aakh mein bhi the, aur mere bhi.
baitha woh mere paas kuch der,
koshish ki hum dono ne muskuraane ki,
jaane kon si husrat thi hum dono mein,
roya tha woh bhi, aur mein bhi.
aaya tha na jaane kon aaj savere uske darwaze per,
jiske sawalon se sehma tha woh,
koshish to maine bhi ki thi samjhane ki usse,
per aaj tanha tha woh bhi, aur mein bhi.
kuch der mein he bikhar gaya woh,
mere kun-dhe per tha sir uska,
shayad aaj ke baad, hum dono saath nazar aayein,
kyunki aaj se akela hai woh bhi, aur mein bhi.
well, sometimes poets do tend to think a lot ... but in reality such a day would never come rather it wont exist!!!
ReplyDeleteanyways for a man ... the ideas are good!!!
hey..r u ok??? u seem depressed???
ReplyDelete[asma mirza] - I donot agree, those days do come and exists too !! thy can feel it...
ReplyDelete[unaiza nasim] - When I wrote them in night on my lappy before posting I was all alone and sad, when I posted next day, though I was okay, but ya....anyhow now all is fundoo