mazafat
By ishrat-afreenJanuary 14, 2022
chhote chhote qasbon ke
dukh ajib hote hain
sukh ajib hote hain
aansuon ki basti mein
rasne-basne walon ko
kab koi gharaz is se
karobar-e-hasti mein
nafa kya khasara kya
umr ke khazane mein
besh-o-kam ka yara kya
un ka apna maslak hai
un ki apni duniya hai
in gharon ki chaukhat par
waqt bang deta hai
munh andhere chakki mein
khwab pise jate hain
chand si rasoi mein
bartanon ke aaine
dukh ko munh chidhate hain
in gharon ke aangan mein
din tulua hota hai
khwab kate jaane se
zindagi ki dori mein
sukh piroe jaane se
aankh ke katoron mein
gham samoe jaane se
mehrban mashaqqat ke
bojh dhoe jaane se
din tulua hota hai
kyariyon ki mitti mein
git jab nahate hain
rang chahchahate hain
sath ki munderon par
khwab par sukhate hain
bachchiyan khayalon mein
apne ghar basati hain
mom ke gharondon mein
zindagi ki hand-kulhiya
dhup se pakati hain
be-zaban gudiyon se
jin ki aankh dhage ki
jin ke hont resham ke
apne dil ki sab baaten
barha batati hain
aur waqt se pahle
sab rumuz jine ke
aap sikh jati hain
in gharon ke aangan mein
dopahar utarti hai
ek nannhi sui ki
aankh ke jharoke se
ek kiran ke mokhe se
dhup ke hinai hath
tashtari badhate hain
chahaton ke mithe rang
zaiqon ke nadida
lams chhod jate hain
chudiyan khanakti hain
hath baat karte hain
ang ang hansta hai
por por ke andar
dil dhadakne lagta hai
por por roti hai
odhni bhigoti hai
khwab wo padosi hai
jis ke ujle kurte ka
roz ek button tute
dil ki wo mohalla hai
jis ke basne walon se
roz ek khushi ruthe
jaane kitne jismon ko
be-riya mohabbat ki
aag chat jati hai
jaane kitne nau-maulud
khwab dafn hote hain
dil ke sard-khane mein
jaane kitne rishton ko
dafn karke chupke se
waqt ke gunahon par
khak dali jati hai
in udas galiyon mein
sardiyon ki raaton mein
dur par se aate
dil-nawaz giton ke
sanwle salone bol
chand ko rulate hain
chand bhola-bhaala hai
chand ko ye kya malum
zindagi ki nautanki
yunhi chalti rahti hai
muflisi ki raqqasa
tal par zamane ki
jaane kitni sadiyon se
ek jaise bolon par
raqs karti rahti hai
subh se zara pahle
bebasi ke bistar par
wo jo aa ke dhahti hai
bistaraon ke sab paiwand
us ko gudgudate hain
be-sabab hansate hain
be-sabab rulate hain
un gali mohallon mein
raat jab utarti hai
maen apne bachchon ko
loriyan sunati hain
apni sard banhon ka
palna hilati hain
khwab wo dikhati hain
afsari ke shahi ke
khwab kaj-kulahi ke
chand aur gulab un ke
madrase jo jate hain
qamchiyon se hota hai
bachpane ka istiqbaal
phul jaise jismon par
bed jab barasti hai
dur tak chatai par
ek qatar mein baithe
lafz thartharaate hain
sab waraq kitabon ke
aise phadphadate hain
jaise jaan khinchti ho
un ki dars-gahon mein
qamchiyan moallim hain
qamchiyan mudarris hain
qamchiyan ratati hain
sabr achchhi aadat hai
sabr aur qanaat se
zindagi sanwarti hai
un gali mohallon ka
husn kam-sukhan bhi hai
aur bhola-bhaala bhi
han ye kam-sukhan ladka
bhigti mason ke sath
ghar se jab nikalta hai
umr ki haden sari
yun phalang jata hai
muflisi hawas-pesha
phul jaise galon ka
rang chus leti hai
bholi-bhaali baaton se
ras nichod leti hai
aur phir zamane ke
bich chhod deti hai
pet be-haya dallal
dar-ba-dar phiraata hai
sau jatan sikhata hai
chhote chhote qasbon mein
ghar ke samne baithi
sidhi-sadi ummiden
rah takti rahti hain
umr bit jati hai
kuchh khabar nahin milti
dakiya jab aata hai
chahaton ki punji mein
ek raqam badhata hai
aur laut jata hai
sidhi sadi ummiden
ghar se jaane walon ko
ek jaise lafzon ki
bhejti hain saughaten
waqt budha munshi hai
jis ko khat ka sab mazmun
lafz lafz azbar hai
phir bhi puchh leta hai
aur kya likhun bolo
phir se ab ke sawan mein
saeban tapakta hai
tan ki or ek diwar
dhe gai hai ab ke bar
sidhi-sadi ummiden
roz-o-shab ki chaukhat par
umr kat deti hain
jism khak ho jae
jaan rakh ho jae
pet to jahannum hai
ye jawan rahta hai
un ki aankh ka sawan
chahe koi mausam ho
mehrban rahta hai
chhote chhote qasbon ke
dukh ajib hote hain
sukh ajib hote hain
dukh ajib hote hain
sukh ajib hote hain
aansuon ki basti mein
rasne-basne walon ko
kab koi gharaz is se
karobar-e-hasti mein
nafa kya khasara kya
umr ke khazane mein
besh-o-kam ka yara kya
un ka apna maslak hai
un ki apni duniya hai
in gharon ki chaukhat par
waqt bang deta hai
munh andhere chakki mein
khwab pise jate hain
chand si rasoi mein
bartanon ke aaine
dukh ko munh chidhate hain
in gharon ke aangan mein
din tulua hota hai
khwab kate jaane se
zindagi ki dori mein
sukh piroe jaane se
aankh ke katoron mein
gham samoe jaane se
mehrban mashaqqat ke
bojh dhoe jaane se
din tulua hota hai
kyariyon ki mitti mein
git jab nahate hain
rang chahchahate hain
sath ki munderon par
khwab par sukhate hain
bachchiyan khayalon mein
apne ghar basati hain
mom ke gharondon mein
zindagi ki hand-kulhiya
dhup se pakati hain
be-zaban gudiyon se
jin ki aankh dhage ki
jin ke hont resham ke
apne dil ki sab baaten
barha batati hain
aur waqt se pahle
sab rumuz jine ke
aap sikh jati hain
in gharon ke aangan mein
dopahar utarti hai
ek nannhi sui ki
aankh ke jharoke se
ek kiran ke mokhe se
dhup ke hinai hath
tashtari badhate hain
chahaton ke mithe rang
zaiqon ke nadida
lams chhod jate hain
chudiyan khanakti hain
hath baat karte hain
ang ang hansta hai
por por ke andar
dil dhadakne lagta hai
por por roti hai
odhni bhigoti hai
khwab wo padosi hai
jis ke ujle kurte ka
roz ek button tute
dil ki wo mohalla hai
jis ke basne walon se
roz ek khushi ruthe
jaane kitne jismon ko
be-riya mohabbat ki
aag chat jati hai
jaane kitne nau-maulud
khwab dafn hote hain
dil ke sard-khane mein
jaane kitne rishton ko
dafn karke chupke se
waqt ke gunahon par
khak dali jati hai
in udas galiyon mein
sardiyon ki raaton mein
dur par se aate
dil-nawaz giton ke
sanwle salone bol
chand ko rulate hain
chand bhola-bhaala hai
chand ko ye kya malum
zindagi ki nautanki
yunhi chalti rahti hai
muflisi ki raqqasa
tal par zamane ki
jaane kitni sadiyon se
ek jaise bolon par
raqs karti rahti hai
subh se zara pahle
bebasi ke bistar par
wo jo aa ke dhahti hai
bistaraon ke sab paiwand
us ko gudgudate hain
be-sabab hansate hain
be-sabab rulate hain
un gali mohallon mein
raat jab utarti hai
maen apne bachchon ko
loriyan sunati hain
apni sard banhon ka
palna hilati hain
khwab wo dikhati hain
afsari ke shahi ke
khwab kaj-kulahi ke
chand aur gulab un ke
madrase jo jate hain
qamchiyon se hota hai
bachpane ka istiqbaal
phul jaise jismon par
bed jab barasti hai
dur tak chatai par
ek qatar mein baithe
lafz thartharaate hain
sab waraq kitabon ke
aise phadphadate hain
jaise jaan khinchti ho
un ki dars-gahon mein
qamchiyan moallim hain
qamchiyan mudarris hain
qamchiyan ratati hain
sabr achchhi aadat hai
sabr aur qanaat se
zindagi sanwarti hai
un gali mohallon ka
husn kam-sukhan bhi hai
aur bhola-bhaala bhi
han ye kam-sukhan ladka
bhigti mason ke sath
ghar se jab nikalta hai
umr ki haden sari
yun phalang jata hai
muflisi hawas-pesha
phul jaise galon ka
rang chus leti hai
bholi-bhaali baaton se
ras nichod leti hai
aur phir zamane ke
bich chhod deti hai
pet be-haya dallal
dar-ba-dar phiraata hai
sau jatan sikhata hai
chhote chhote qasbon mein
ghar ke samne baithi
sidhi-sadi ummiden
rah takti rahti hain
umr bit jati hai
kuchh khabar nahin milti
dakiya jab aata hai
chahaton ki punji mein
ek raqam badhata hai
aur laut jata hai
sidhi sadi ummiden
ghar se jaane walon ko
ek jaise lafzon ki
bhejti hain saughaten
waqt budha munshi hai
jis ko khat ka sab mazmun
lafz lafz azbar hai
phir bhi puchh leta hai
aur kya likhun bolo
phir se ab ke sawan mein
saeban tapakta hai
tan ki or ek diwar
dhe gai hai ab ke bar
sidhi-sadi ummiden
roz-o-shab ki chaukhat par
umr kat deti hain
jism khak ho jae
jaan rakh ho jae
pet to jahannum hai
ye jawan rahta hai
un ki aankh ka sawan
chahe koi mausam ho
mehrban rahta hai
chhote chhote qasbon ke
dukh ajib hote hain
sukh ajib hote hain
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