huk uthti hai
jala deti hai jism-o-jaan ko

dil laraz uthta hai
aankhon se dhuan uthta hai

ye dhuan
hijr ka tarik dhuan

phailta jata hai
bhar deta hai us wadi ko

jis ke har goshe mein
ek naqsh munawwar tha abhi

koi saya
koi khushbu se mahakta saya

mujh ko chhuta tha
mere dil mein utarta tha abhi

pairahan mera mahakta hai
abhi tak

lekin
kaisi tanhai hai

aur dard hai khamoshi hai
wo jo aa jae to

ye dard bhi aawaz bane
aur soya hua ye jism

koi saz bane
an-ginat tar

jhanak jaen jhanakte hi rahen
jal uthen chand kai

zehn ke parde pe abhi
aur andar ke samundar mein bhanwar pad jaen

phir se khinchen hamein ek bar
usi shiddat se

ek madum se
tarik se nuqte ki taraf

wahi nuqta jise jaana bhi to
an-jaana raha