Chup

raat ki kali barish ne
chehron ki wardi

kichaD se bhar di hai
mere sine ke pinjre mein

KHun ka gardish karne wala laTTu
nafrat ke paudon ke upar

ghum raha hai
tum ne aise kanTe

meri shiryanon mein boe hain
aisi dopahron ki zardi

mere galon pe lipi hai
ki main bistar ki shiknon mein

apni aankhen bo kar rota hun
pahli bar jab gham ki putli qash ko

chehre se nocha tha
jab ghurbat ke auraq

hawa mein uDte the
jab KHali meade ki taswir bana kar

us mein chizen rakhta tha
phaTe hue kapDon mein jab

taswir chhupa kar rakhta tha
meri shahwat

kunwar pane ki dahlizon par
apna KHutba likhti thi

bis baras un galiyon ki diwaron se
Takra Takra kar

mere kandhe ret ke pushte ban kar
Dhete jate hain

main jo teri ranon ke jangal mein
kale phul ko toDne nikla tha

ab dekh raha hun
dil ki kori miTTi mein

tere jism ki patli shaKHen ugi hui thin
aur ek aawara sannaTa

chhaton par bhaari qadmon se
baDi aahistagi ke sath chalta hai

to wo chupke se mere pas aati hai
aur apne dhime lahje mein

wo sari dastanen kah sunati hai
jinhen sun kar main dhimi aanch par

pahron sulagta hun
kisi girje ke viran lawn mein

jab january
apne sunahri gesuon ko khol kar

koi purana git gati hai
to wo ek an-chhui nan ki tarah

patthar ke benchon par
mere kandhe par sar rakhe

mere chehre pe apni ungliyon mein
kabhi jab sham roti hai

siyah kafi ke pyalon se
lapakti bhap mein

phir aandhi ki aamad se aisi gard hui
aisa habs meri sanson mein phaila

tere jism ki kashti mein
main apne kapDe bhul aaya

par tum ne aadhi raat ko aisi chuTki li
nind ki Dholak

ghuTnon ki zarbon se chaknachur hui
ab munh se shira bahta hai

un zaKHmon ka
jin ke Tanke andar hi andar TuTe hain

bijli ki taron ke upar
kawwe qatar mein baiThe hain

barish ke pani mein jin ke
askari bazu hilte hain

ranon ki ye nili wariden
jin mein dua ka naqshi kuza

ulaT gaya hai
main ne un galiyon mein

apne marne ki afwah suni hai
KHush-ilhan moazzin ki

aawaz se chiDiyan uDti hain
ai raston ki radha

tere wasl ki KHatir
jism ke niji hisse dho kar

lauT ke phir main aaya hun
mere badan pe

sabr ke nile dhabbe hain
pusht pe

ham-jinsi ke aansu hain
nim ke peD ke DanThal hain

jo meri kamar mein boe hain
kachnar ke sukhe patte hain

main jin ko paka kar khata hun
chaar dahaiyon se main gande

parnale ke niche istada hun
samajh raha hun

chup ki barish ka ye maila pani hai
ye pani jo sine ke baalon se gir kar

foton ko tar karta hai
Dol mein bhar kar

shor aalud zamin par
girta jata hai

meri chup ne
raston ko pamal kiya hai

meri chup ne sanp ki kunDli mein se
zahr nichoDa hai

mujh ko apne kandhon ke
zerin hisson ke hamle se

be-quwwat kar Dala hai