Ek nazm

raat ke KHwabon ka ek turfa saman hota hai
subh ke gunjte aawaze se chaunk uThta hun

sans leta hun bahar-kaif guman hota hai
ungliyan pherta hun apne badan par ab to

karwan hosh ka yaadon ka rawan hota hai
ye naya din hai magar waqt kahan Thahra hai

samne khunTi se laTka hai mera garm libas
jis pe KHud-saKHta pabandiyon ka pahra hai

jin ke sae mein abhi mujh ko rawan hona hai
meri tahzib ka har zaKHm bahut gahra hai

aur bhi jagne wale hain KHayal aate hain
sochta hun meri surat kahin wo bhi uTh kar

dard sahte hain kabhi dard ko sahlate hain
jaane kis jurm ki padash mein yun ghulta hun

log to warna isi baat pe itraate hain
dur be-dhyani mein ghaDiyal sada deta hai

zehan dil jism har ek chiz chamak uThti hai
mar kar koDe koi jaise uTha deta hai

Dar ke sab bhagte hain kheton ko maidanon ko
waqt bhaTke huon ko rah pe laga deta hai

lahlahate hue gandum ke sajile paudo
muskuraate hue kheton ke muhafiz peDo

jhumti Tahniyon ko wajd mein late patto
mujh ko qudrat do ki main tum ko sarahun chahun

shahr ke sehr ko toDun tumhein palun dekhun