chhoD aayaa thaa mez par chaae — Tauqeer Abbas

bahaar dard bharaa iqtibaas chhoD gai
har ik shajar kaa badan be-libaas chhoD gai

meri aankhon mein aa ke raakh huaa
jaane kis des kaa sitaaraa thaa

phir yahi baat na main bhuul sakaa
main use bhuul gayaa thaa ik din

vaqt kar degaa faisla is kaa
kaun sachchaa hai kaun jhuTaa hai

lahu meri nason mein bhi kabhi kaa jam chukaa thaa
badan par barf ko oDhe nadi bhi so rahi thi

is qadar musalsal thiin shiddatein judaai ki
aaj pahli baar us se main ne bevafaai ki

bichhaDnaa bhi tumhaaraa jite-ji ki maut hai goyaa
use kyaa khaak lutf-e-zindagi jis se judaa tum ho

ik tire kahne se meraa kam nahin kirdaar hogaa
ye alag hai baat main teri kahaani mein nahin huun

saari duniyaa se alag vahshat-e-dil hai apni
ye ki lagti hai na ghar ki na bayaabaan vaali

in duriyon ne aur baDhaa di hain qurbatein
sab faasle vabaa ki tavaalat se miT gae

ye paDi hain sadiyon se kis liye tire mere beach judaaiyaan
kabhi apne ghar tu mujhe bulaa kabhi raaste mire ghar ke dekh