hercules aur paTe-KHan ki circus

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ye be-hangam be-dhab duniya
har mutanasib soch ko
puja ke prashad se farba kar deti hai
ya
tangi ki chakki se
wo khurak khilati hai
soch ki aankhen dhans jati hain
kan latak jate hain
kisi sidaul khayal ko
mahbuba nahin milti
hasid bhul-bhulayyan use
jawan hone se pahle budha kar deti hain
hercules aur pate-khan ki
circus se bach kar
khalis danish ke raste par
jo gung karne wala
sarki rag phatne se
rahi-e-mulk-e-adam hua
bas ek shoabada-baz hai
jab wo hath ki ek jumbish se
batn-e-hawwa se
sikka paida karta hai
to be-hangam be-dhab duniya
taliyan pitte pitte
hath suja leti hai

zamin ka dam nikalta ja raha hai

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zamin ka dam nikalta ja raha hai
khuda ka kaam chalta ja raha hai
ye kin hathon mein suraj aa gaya hai
chhaton se din pighalta ja raha hai
parinde mumtiyon pe ro rahe hain
shajar har ghar se katta ja raha hai
ajab sa wahm dil pe jam gaya hai
badan sae se ghatta ja raha hai
hawa bhi sard hoti ja rahi hai
samundar bhi utarta ja raha hai
jo sunte hain wo gum jata hai fauran
jo likhte hain wo mitta ja raha hai

khaDDiyon par bane log

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log marte hain
three-peas suit mein
tang hoti wardi mein
takhne taqsim karti shalwaron
ghuti tamanna
ya wasl ke sayyal se
chipakte zer-jamon mein
insan unhen dikhta hai
aakhiri rusumat ke dauran
ya jab use
wasl ke ghaar se dhakela jata hai
khaddiyon par bane log
umr bhar ek dusre ko
insan ki baaten sunate hain

raushni mein khoi gai raushni

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main ne use nahin dekha
jab tak us ne
sare charagh gul nahin kar diye
andhere mein mujhe
chaaron taraf wahi nazar aai
darawne jangal mein
rasta banate jugnuon ki tarah
ho sakta hai
main hadsati taur par
raushni mein aa jaun
lekin
ab wo jaan chuki hai
charagh jalte hi
mujhe jugnu nazar aana band ho jate hain

bhaari basta

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chhutti ki ghanti bajte hi
chappal meri nekar ki jebon mein hoti thi
basta kandhe par phenke
takhti lahraata bhag nikalta tha
phir ye ghode-shode mere aage bachche hote the
par mere bachche
ilm ki dugdugi
jahil ke hath aa jae
to baste bhaarti ho jate hain
itne bhaari ho jate hain
chhutti ki ghanti se ghutne baj uthte hain
phir sar badh jate hain
qad chhote rah jate hain
aur insan ka bachcha ghodon se darne lagta hai

sans bhar hawa

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main ek hi sans mein
bahut si zindagiyan ji leta hun
khilti kali se guzarta jhonka
fath-mand khiladi ka udta pasina
wasl ki lazzat se maghlub
aurat ki karah
sar-e-sham diya bujhate
naujawan shaer ki phunk
barish mein girti
kachchi chhat ka bojhal ghubar
marne wale ke sine se nikli
aakhiri aah
main ek hi sans mein
bahut si mauten mar jata hun