milti nahin hai naav to darvesh ki tarah — Abbas Tabish

jhonke ke saath chhat gai dastak ke saath dar gayaa
taaza havaa ke shauq mein meraa to saaraa ghar gayaa

mohabbat ek dam dukh kaa mudaavaa kar nahin deti
ye titli baiThti hai zakhm par aahista aahista

'taabish' jo guzarti hi nahin shaam ki had se
sochein to vahin raat sahar-khez bahut hai

ek muddat se miri maan nahin soi 'taabish'
main ne ik baar kahaa thaa mujhe Dar lagtaa hai

main jis sukun se baiThaa huun is kinaare par
sukun se lagtaa hai meraa qayaam aakhiri hai

muddat ke baad khvaab mein aayaa thaa meraa baap
aur us ne mujh se itnaa kahaa khush rahaa karo

apni anaa ki aaj bhi taskin ham ne ki
ji bhar ke us ke husn ki tauhin ham ne ki

kyon tasavvur mein ji rahaa huun main
jab haqiqat mein mar hi jaanaa hai

kuchh phulon ki khaatir bhi kuchh phulon kaa
sab se achchhaa rang churaanaa paDtaa hai

ghurur bhi jo karun main to aajizi ho jaae
khudi mein lutf vo aae ki be-khudi ho jaae

vahaan hamaaraa koi muntazir nahin phir bhi
hamein na rok ki ghar jaanaa chaahte hain ham

jab talak shisha rahaa main baar-haa toDaa gayaa
ban gayaa patthar to sab ne devtaa maanaa mujhe