Hina-rang Hathon Mein

to kya

zindagi ne tumhein wo sabhi kuchh diya

jis ki tum aarzu-mand thin

ki meri tarah

tamanna ke kashkol KHali rahe

aur baKHshish ka lamha

tumhein aur nadar kar ke guzar bhi gaya

mujhe ye bataya gaya hai

tumhaari umidon ki shadab faslon pe

jab sang-bari hui

to TuTe hue KHwab ki kirchiyan

apne ehsas ki sari viraniyon mein chhupa kar bhi

tum ne ye zahir kiya

jaise tumhaare qadam zamin par nahin paD rahe hon

jaise tum aasmanon mein parwaz karti rahi ho

garche aati jati hui ek ek sans mein

koi aawaz tum se ye kahti rahi

hina-rang hathon mein jhuTe nagine

tumhaari kaDi sadhna ka sila to nahin

jis ke qadmon mein tum

apne sajdon ke moti luTati ho

wo

tumhaari parastish ke laeq KHuda to nahin

to ab tum pe zahir hua!

KHwab tabir ke rang mein jagmagate nahin

sarabon ki surat mein aadarsh

jo hath aate nahin

main to ye chahta tha

ki har moD par

tum ko la-hasili ke pareshan-kun tajrabe

se bacha kar rakhun

magar meri kamzor chahat

tumhein ibtida-e-safar mein

shikaston se do-chaar hote hue

dekhti rah gai

aur kuchh kar na pai

ab?

kisi samt bhi jao

kanTon bhari rah se hi guzarna paDega

apne aadarsh ki rifaton se

utarne ki KHatir

ruh par jabr karna paDega

aur agar tum ne

jhuTi masarrat ka rangin labaada pahan bhi liya

to apne pindar ka samna kis tarah kar sakogi?