Talash

rasta ye jaana-pahchana hai kabhi kabhi ye apna hota tha
barson baras tak in path par pyar hamara sanjota tha

sanjh sawere an-dekhi barkha se nam rahti thi KHak
sham ka ghuncha subh ka suraj, shabnam se munh dhota tha

KHak se tere badan ki KHushbu Dali Dali uDti thi
dhyan ka bhaunra phul ki bikhri pankhuDiyon ko pirota tha

soch ki uThti girti lahren tujh ko kahin se le aatin
sahil-e-nur pe tera saya baiTha panw bhigota tha

ek mandi si lahr achanak teri god mein ja girti
dharti se aakash tak ek aaghosh ka aalam hota tha

soti raat ka jadu chalta khinchte hue daman ki oT
chand ka jauban chhalka paDta sagar pyasa hota tha

gesu tere bikhre jate pahlu tere khulte jate
shauq ki aankhen lori detin tera hijab na sota tha

sabza sabza nind bichhi thi, chand ki si raftar se hum
haule haule panw uThate KHwab ka aalam hota tha

jaane kaun se moD pe tera hath achanak chhuT gaya
gyan ki is baurai pawan mein dhyan bhi tera TuT gaya

apni wo dharti sare jahan mein phir na kahin pahchan mili
is miTTi ki KHushbu pane bij ashkon ke bota tha

chehra chehra wahshat Thahri aankhen tujh ko bhul gain
murat murat chup si lagi thi, jaane mujhe kya hota tha

chaDhte chand ki aahaT sun kar nagri nagri mera charagh
raat ki jhukti badli ke daman ko pakaD kar rota tha

raste raste bikhri hui thi mere charagh ki tanhai
ek mandi si lau mein kis kis ki parchhain samota tha

rasta chalte log bhi pagal ummidon ko samjhate
kitna hi aaina dikhate tera aks na hota tha

dal ke dal baadal jab tera pursa de ke chale jate
dur kahin ek abr ka TukDa jaise mujh ko rota tha

hosh ke bujhte diye mein ab tak us ka aansu jalta hai
ab tak us ki khoj mein pagla des bides nikalta hai