woh nahin aaya
parson tak woh roz aaya karta tha
saayon ka libaas pahne
bujhti saanjh ke saahil se hote hue
meri peshani pe rukta
aur intezaar karta
mere sone ka
jaise hi main
kisi muskuraati karvat ko chun leta
woh haule se, bina aahat kiye
meri aankhon me utar jaata
aur us mod se nikalta
jahaan main woh
ek sau satrah taaron wali potli
rakha karta hoon...
kabhi kabaar woh ek taara chura leta
aakhir amaanat to usi ki thi
aur us taare ki roshni me
meri aankhon ke galiyaaron se guzarta
jahaan woh hairat se dekhta
maine kaise
uske shab-o-roz
beraham-o-besabab se
qaid rakhe hain
na jaane kitne kamron me
woh aahat to nahin karta
par kuch jaamani rang ke maile saaye chod jaata
mere naarangi deewaron pe
par woh pichli raat
to nahin aaya
na jaane kyun
yun bhi nahin ke main
bedaar baitha tha
koi poocho use
kisi kaanton wale taare se
lagke kahin ungli to nahin kaat li
usne apni
aur haan
ye bhi poochna
kahin woh meri syaah aankhon me
yaadon ke nau hazaar maale
dekhkar
darr to nahin gaya
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that
was inspired!
this
is inspiring!!
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