Naya Janm

abhi ek sal guzra hai yahi mausam yahi din the

magar main apne kamre mein bahut afsurda baiTha tha

na koi sanwle mahbub ki yaadon ka afsana

na aiwan-e-zamistan ki taraf jaane ki kuchh KHwahish

kisi ne haal puchha to bahut hi be-niyazi se

kaha ji han KHuda ka shukr hai main KHairiyat se hun

koi ye puchhta kyun aaj kal koi ghazal likkhi

na jaane baat kya hai in dinon kuchh aisa lagta hai

tumhaari har ghazal mein mir ka andaz milta hai

har ek misre se jaise dhimi dhimi aanch uThti hai

tumhaare sher paDh kar jaane kyun mahsus hota hai

ki koi saz par maddham suron mein gungunata hai

magar ek baat puchhun tum KHafa to ho na jaoge

ye aaKHir kya sabab hai aaj kal nazmen nahin likhte

tumhaari aap-biti bhi abhi tak na-mukammal hai

ise to naqidan-e-fan ne sunte hi saraha hai

main sab sunta magar ye dil hi dil mein sochta rahta

mere ahbab kya jaanen ki mujh par kya guzarti hai

mere afkar pe ye kaisi virani si chhai hai

bahut kuchh sochta hun phir bhi ab socha nahin jata

bahut kuchh chahta hun phir bhi koi bas nahin chalta

magar is bebasi mein bhi mere dil ki ye haalat thi

kabhi jab koi achchhi chiz paDhne ke liye milti

to pahron ruh par ek wajd ki si kaifiyat hoti

ragon mein meri jaise KHun ki gardish tez ho jati

lahu ka ek ek qatra ye kahta main to zinda hun

meri pamaliyon mein pal rahi hai ek tawanai

yahi aalam raha to jaane main kis roz uTh baiThun

basant aaya to yun aaya ki main bhi jaise uTh baiTha

sawera hote hi har samt se jhonke hawaon ke

nai KHushbu liye mujh ko jagane ke liye aae

jidhar bhi aankh uThata hun shafaq ki muskurahaT hai

wahi suraj hai lekin aur hi kuchh jagmagahaT hai

na jaane kaise kaise phul ab mujh ko bulate hain

na jaane kitne kitne rang se dil ko lubhate hain

faza mein dur tak phaile hue wo khet sarson ke

ye kahte hain ki ab arman nikalo apne barson ke

tumhaare samne phaila hua maidan sara hai

koi aawaz deta hai ki aao tum hamare ho

meri dharti ke beTe meri duniya ke dulare ho

tumhaari aankh mein jo KHwab soe hain wo mere hain

tumhaare ashk ne jo bij boe hain wo mere hain

isi wadi mein phir se lauT kar ab tum ko aana hai

tumhaari hi ye basti hai tumhin ko phir basana hai

ab is basti mein rakhte hi qadam kuchh aisa lagta hai

ki is ka zarra zarra patta patta kuchh naya sa hai

har ek raste pe jaise kuchh nae chehre se milte hain

yahi ji chahta hai jo mile ab us se ye puchhen

tumhaara nam kya hai? tum kahan ke rahne wale ho

kuchh aisa jaan paDta hai ki pahle bhi mile hain hum

rahe hain sath ya ek dusre ko jaante hain hum

agar tum sath the to tum bhi shayad dost the mere

mujhe yaad aaya donon sath hi college mein paDhte the

wo sare doston ka jama hona mere kamre mein

wo gap shap qahqahe wo apne apne ishq ke qisse

wo miras road ki baaten wo charche KHub-ruyon ke

kabhi aawaragardi apni un viran saDkon ki

kabhi baaton mein raaten kaTna sunsan jaDon ki

kabhi wo chandni mein apna yun hi ghumte rahna

kabhi wo chae ki mezon pe ghanTon baiThna sab ka

wo baaten ilm-o-hikmat ki kabhi shikwe-shikayat ki

tumhein to yaad hoga un mein hi ek dost shair tha

zara dekho to mujh ko ghaur se shayad wo main hi tha

bahut din mein mile hain hum to aao aaj ji bhar kar

hansen bolen kahin aawaragardi ke liye niklen

chalen aur chal ke sare doston ko phir bula laen

sajaen aaj phir mahfil kahin pine pilane ki

main tum ko aaj apni kuchh nai baaten bataunga

main tum ko aaj apni kuchh nai nazmen sunaunga