tashkil

main thandi barf ke zarron se
phir se ban raha hun
tumhaare qurb ki hiddat se
pani ho gaya tha
magar ab phir meri tashkil hone ja rahi hai
main phir se ban raha hun
tumhaare pyar ki hiddat yaqinan ruh hai meri
magar ye mere ek ek uzw ko
pighla ke aab-o-ab kar degi
ye behtar hai ki tum se fasla ho
na koi rabta ho
ye hiddat phir se mera jism mujh se chhin legi
mere aaza ko phir ek shakl milne do
mujhe hiddat se apne lams se
thodi dur rahne do

shamsa

wo nargis bhi hira bhi shama bhi aiwan bhi tha
kitabon mein khud tazkira sar-waraq nafs-e-mazmun
diba bhi shamsa bhi unwan bhi tha
abhi kuchh baras qabl andar ke safhon pe thahra
zara der guzri to safhe pe niche ki satron mein utra
wo ab hashiye par pada hai
khuda jaane kab kaun us ko padhega
padhega kabhi
kahin dil mein ek khauf sa hai
ye suraj jo dhalne laga hai chadhega
chadhega kabhi

hashr

main hairan hun
ki kis manzil mein hun
meri chaaron taraf ek bhid si hai
main tanha bhi nahin hun
magar tanhai si mahsus hoti hai
to kya ye hashr hai
suna tha hashr hoga
sari ruhen ek khuda hoga
yahi mauqa hisab-o-adl ka hoga
shifa kaam aaegi na rishta mo'atabar hoga
samajh mein ye nahin aata
khuda main hun ya ye sab hain
ye sab ke sab khuda hain
aur mujh se chahte hain
hisab-e-dil hisab-e-jaan
hisab rishta-e-qarz-e-garan
tawaqqoa ki shuaen har taraf se
meri jaanib aa rahi hain
mujhe apni nazar apni samajh apni sada
khoi si lagti hai
kahin is khak mein luthdi si lagti hai
main dhire dhire jaise ghat raha hun
mit raha hun
khuda main ho nahin sakta
khuda mitta nahin hai
main banda hun
mera kya hashr hoga
ye mera khwab hai ya waqia hai
agar ye khwab hai to tut jae
agar ye waqia hai hashr hai to
us tawil-o-garm din ki sham ho jae
main sona chahta hun
mukammal khak hona chahta hun

bina

main aksar sochta hun
mere chashme ka number badh raha hai
mujhe atraf ki chizen bhi
kam dikhne lagi hain
bahut manus chehre the
wo gum hone lage hain
magar shayad haqiqat aur kuchh hai
main is manzar se
ghaeb ho raha hun

chand

chand ne jab raat ko
aasman ke auj se
arz par dali nazar
to use tarikiyon mein gharq duniya par taras aaya bahut
aur us ne arz par kuchh tod lane ka irada kar liya
jab wo utra aasman se
to muqaddar ne use latka diya
ek salib-e-nakhl par
aur duniya so rahi thi raat ki aaghosh mein
chand ka kya haal hai
puchhta koi nahin