Kawak

sab aankhen Tangon mein jaDi hain
riDh ki haDDi ke mankon mein kan lage hain

naf ke upar roen roen mein ek zaban hai
patlunen sari aawazen sun leti hain

do patlunen jhagaD rahi hain
itni qimat kyun leti ho tum mein aisi kya KHubi hai

kaise gahak ho tum aaKHir mol badan ka de sakte ho
pati-warta ka mol tumhaare pas nahin hai

chust nukila brazier ye chiKH raha hai
sharm nahin aati kutton ko charch ke aage khaDe hue hain

rustam Tharra piye khaDa hai bus-stop ki chhat ke niche
aur sohrab se puchh raha hai

beTa mal kahan milta hai?
mandir ki chaukhaT par baiThi andhi aankhen

aate jate autaron ki KHufiya jeben tak rahi hain
haspatal ke unche niche zinon par ek ek murde ko

gandhi ji donon hathon se injection dete phirte hain
washington wietnam mein baiTha barham-putr ke pani ko whiskey ke jam mein ghol raha hai

london lanka ki saDkon pe sar niwDhae ghum raha hai
kangon aawara phirta hai paris ke gande chaklon mein

budh ke TuTe-phuTe but ke sar par buDha kargas
murdon ki majlis mein baiTha apni bipta suna raha hai

masjid ke sae mein baiTha kam-sin gidaD
us ki gawahi mein kahta hai

bechaara kam-sin hai us ki chonch se ab tak
dudh ki KHushbu si aati hai

upar nile khule gagan mein
ek kabutar apni chonch mein ek zaitun ki shaKH liye uDta phirta hai

aur us shaKH ke donon jaanib
atom bomb ke pat lage hain

insan ka dayan bazu ek barg-e-KHizan ki tarah laraz kar TuT raha hai
aur us ke baen bazu par koh-e-himala dhara hua hai

jaane phir bhi wo talwar ki dhaar pe kaise chal sakta hai
main is bhiD mein chaurahe par tanha baiTha soch raha hun

duniya israfil ke pahle sur ke baad yunhi lagti hai
gas ke kamre mein shayad yunhi hota hai

pop pal ki Topi mere bheje mein dhansti jati hai