ROG…

Dar-e-duniya ki ritiyon se thak sa gaya hun ab to,
aakar ke dekhlo mar sa gaya hun ab to.
Kehte hain duniya ab bhi khilti bahaar si hai,
dulhan ke husn pe sajti solah shringar si hai.
Ye rog kya hai ki sab se ukta sa main gaya hun,
is rog ki kahin dawa milti hi nahi hai,
is rog se to ab main haarne laga hun,
haste sheher sa tha ab ujde dayaar sa hun.
Ye tanhaiyan kya mere dil mai sama gayi hain,
sheher galiyaan badli ye jaati hi nahi hai.
Ye rog-rog kya hai koi mujhe batao,
is rog ka kya koi charagar nahi hai.
Har roz ek shaks marta hai mere andar,
hifazat ko paas mere koi sipar nahi hai.
Ek shaks tha mere andar galib ke qabile ka tha,
tha jaun ko padhta or faiz ko gungunata.
Firaq ki rubai thi har dum uski zubaan pe,
or sher meer ke wo rakhta tha aasmaan pe.
Bas khusro kabeer ki baaten karta rahta,
duniya ko gazal banau is soch mai tha rahta.
Afsaane gazlain nazmain behti thi uski qalam se,
ho waqt koi bhi milata tha unko humse.
Magar rog haaye rog aakhir dhund nikala usko,
kitne chhaak diye uspar or maar daala usko.
Ek muddat se meri aankhen soyi hi nahi hai,
andarun mai mere ab koi bhi nahi hai.
Aankhon ke saamne se guzra hai zamana,
ek lamha dil mai hai jo jaata hi nahi.
Duniya haseen sach-much ab bhi utni hai kya,
dekh kar ke jisko gazlain sajai maine.
Ya tab wo sab bharam tha jo dekhta tha main,
ya ab gumaan ye ki chhont khaiyi maine.
Jao tabeeb jao ab duur mujhse jao,
kahin aur jaake ab ye hunar apna tum dikhao,
is rog ko to apna ab jaan liya hai maine,
ye rag jo footti sukoon maan liya hai maine.

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