bhalii si ek shakl thii bhale dinon ki baat hai bhalii si ek shakl thina ye ki husn-e-taam hona dekhne men aam sina ye ki vo chale to kahkashaan si raahguzaar lage magar vo saath ho to phir bhala bhala safar lage koi bhi rut ho us ki chhab fazaa ka rang-roop thii vo garmiyon ki chaanv thii vo sardiyon ki dhoop thii na muddaton juda rahena saath subh-o-shaam hona rishta-e-wafa pe zidna ye ki izn-e-aam ho na aisi khush-libaasiyaan ki saadgi gilaa karena itni be-takallufi ki aaina haya kare na ikhtilaat men vo ram ki bad-maza hon khwaahisheinna is qadar supurdagi ki zach karen nawaazisheinna aashiqi junoon ki ki zindagi azaab hona is qadar kathor-pan ki dosti KHaraab ho kabhi to baat bhi khafi kabhi sukoot bhi sukhun kabhi to kisht-e-zaafaran kabhi udaasiyon ka ban suna hai ek umr hai muaamalaat-e-dil ki bhi visaal-e-jan-faza to kya firaq-e-jan-gusil ki bhi so ek roz kya hua vafaa pe bahs chhid gaii main ishq ko amar kahooñ vo meri zid se chid gaii main ishq ka aseer tha vo ishq ko qafas kahe ki umr bhar ke saath ko vo bad-tar-az-hawas kahe shajar hazar nahin ki ham hamesha pa-b-gil rahenna dhor hain ki rassiyaan gale men mustaqil rahen mohabbaton ki wusaaten hamaare dast-o-pa men hain bas ek dar se nisbatein sagaan-e-ba-wafa men hain main koi painting nahin ki ik fra men men rahoon vahii jo man ka meet ho usii ke prem men rahoon tumhaari soch jo bhi ho main us mizaaj ki nahin mujhe vafaa se bair hai ye baat aaj ki nahin na us ko mujh pe maan thana mujh ko us pe zoom hi jo ahd hi koi na ho to kya gham-e-shikastagi so apna apna raasta hasi-khushi badal diya vo apni raah chal padi main apni raah chal diya bhalii si ek shakl thii bhalii si us ki dosti ab us ki yaad raat din nahin magar kabhi kabhi

tumhein ik baat kahni thii ijaazat ho to kah doon main ye bheega bheega sa mausam ye titli phool aur shabnam chamakte chaand ki baatein ye boonden aur barsaatein ye kaali raat ka aanchal hawa men naachte baadal dhadakte mausamon ka dil mehkati khushbuon ka dil ye sab jitne nazaare hain kaho kis ke ishaare hain s abhii baatein sooni tum ne phir aañkhen fer leen tum ne main tab ja kar kahii samjha ki tum ne kuchh nahin samjha main qissa mukhtasar kar ke zaraa neechi nazar kar ke ye kahtaa hooñ abhii tum se mohabbat ho gaii tum se

main cigarette to nahin peeta magar har aane waale se pooch leta hooñ ki maachis hai bahut kuchh hai jise main phoonk dena chahta hooñ

dost ke naam khat tumne haal poocha hai haalat-e-mohabbat men haal ka bat aanaa kya dil sisak raha ho to zakham ka chhup aanaa kya tum jo pooch baithe ho kuchh to ab bat aanaa hai baat ek bah aanaa hai tumne haal poocha hai ik diya jalata hooñ theek hai bataata hooñ roz uski yaadon men door tak chale j aanaa jo bhi tha kaha usne apne saath dohr aanaa saans jab ruke to phir apni marti aankhoñ men uski shakl le aanaa aur zindagi p aanaa roz aise hota hai kuchh purane message hain jin men uski baatein hain kuchh tabeel subhe hain kuchh qadeem raatein hain maine uski baaton men zindagi guzaari hai zindagi mitaane ka hausla nahin mujh men ek ek lafz uskaa saans men pirooya hai rooh men samoya hai uske jitne message hai roz khol leta hooñ usse kah nahin paata KHud se bol leta hooñ uske pej par ja kar roz dekhta hooñ main aaj kitne logon ne uski pairavi ki hai aur sochta hooñ main ye naseeb waale hain us..ko dekh sakte hain usse baat karte hain ye ijaazaton waale mujhse kitne behtar hain main to daagh tha koi jo mita diya usne gar mita diya usne theek hi kiya usne tumne haal poocha tha lo bataa diya maine jo bhi kuchh bataaya hai us..ko mat bataa dena padh ke ro paro to phir in tamaam lafzon ko bas gale laga lena vo meri mohabbat hai aur sadaa rahegi vo jab nahin rahoonga to ek din kahegi vo tum ali faqat tum the jisne mujh...ko chaaha tha jisne mere maathe ko choom kar bataaya tha tum dua ka chehra ho tum haya ka pahra ho main to tab nahin hoonga par meri sabhi naz men uski baat sun lenge tum bhi muskuraa dena phir bahut mohabbat se us..ko sab bataa dena uske narm haathon men meraa khat thama dena lo ye khat tumhaara hai aur uski jaanib se vo jo bas tumhaara tha aaj bhi tumhaara hai

meraa sansaar mere man ka sukoon bhi tum ho tum hi meri manzil uskaa junoon bhi tum ho meraa din bhi tum ho meri raat bhi tum ho meri neend bhi tum ho mere jazbaat bhi tum ho meraa har lamha tum ho mere haalaat bhi tum ho meraa jeevan bhi tum ho iski masti bhi tum ho hooñ agar main majhdhaar to phir iski kashtii bhi tum ho agar hooñ main shareer to iski asthi bhi tum ho aur hooñ agar main aatma to iski mukti bhi tum ho meraa vairaagya bhi tum ho meri aasakti bhi tum ho meraa eeshwar bhi tum ho meri bhakti bhi tum ho main agar dil hooñ to iski dhadkan bhi tum ho meri har baat tum ho meri tardpan bhi tum ho meri swatantrata bhi tum ho meraa bandhan bhi tum ho meraa sukh bhi tum ho meri muskaan bhi tum ho meraa dukh bhi tum ho meraa sammaan bhi tum ho meraa bal bhi tum ho meraa swaabhimaaan bhi tum ho meri praarthana bhi tum ho meraa abhimaan bhi tum ho meraa har kaam bhi tum ho thak jaaun to aaraam bhi tum ho bheje hain tujhko chaand ke haathon vo saare paigaam bhi tum ho saanson men bas teraa naam hai meraa to anjaam bhi tum ho meraa to aadhaar hi tum ho meri to sarkaar hi tum ho meri to faqeeri bhi tum ho khazane ka ambaar bhi tum ho mere labon ka maun bhi tum ho mere dil ki pukaar bhi tum ho meri to kutiya bhi tum ho meraa raaj-darbaar bhi tum ho meraa har vikaar bhi tum ho meraa to shrungaar bhi tum ho meri jeet-haar bhi tum ho meraa gussa-pyaar bhi tum ho meraa to ghar baar hi tum ho jeene ke aasaar hi tum ho kaise main bataau tujhe tumhaare bin main kuchh bhi nahin meraa to sansaar hi tum ho meraa to sansaar hi tum ho meraa to sansaar hi tum ho

chhute hue purush prem men chhute hue kuchh purush purush nahin rahte vo ho jaate hain stree vo KHud ko bhar lete hain bhaavukta aur aañsu se prem men chhute purush praapt kar kar lete streeatva ke us gun ko jis men hota hai meera sa paagalpan radha sa nihswaarth prem vo chunte hain meera ya radha ho jaana ya ho jaana dono hi dono ho jaana atyadhik duhkhad hai use sahan karne hoti hain tab dono hi peeda radha jiske bagair krishna naam adhoora hai parantu phir bhi radha ke hisse aata hai viyogi jeevan aur woh chun letii hai krishna ki yaadon ke saath jeevan nirvaah meera jiske bagair krishna koi bhagwaan nahin aur meera ko milta hai tiraskrit jeevan aur antim swaans tak woh chuntee hai krishna bhakti dono hi anant prem ki paryaay hain jo bataata hai athaah ya nihswaarth prem sadaiv ek tarafaa raha hai woh nahin praapt kar paata rukmani hona radha ki bhaanti meera ne nahin sveekaar kiya premika bane rahna aur usne krishna ko pati kaha radha ho jaana duhkhad to hai meera ho jaana atyant duhkhad main bhi tumhaare prem men chhoota ek purush hooñ

Hijr ki raaten

ik jadui lafz na aap tha na tum tha na tu tha k abhii naam nahin li.e hamne ek doosre ke phir bhi kitnii baatein hoti theen ik lafz tha lafz kya tha jaan jaan aur jaan tha ye lafz mahz ik lafz nahin tha is ik lafz men kitna kuchh tha is men vo sab kuchh tha jo ha men ek doosre se chahiye tha is men vo saare waayade the jo log milte waqt karte hain vo saari kasmen theen jo bichhadte waqt ke li.e theen ye lafz mahz ik lafz nahin tha is ik lafz men kitna kuchh tha jaante ho dost ye lafz mahz kasmein-o-vaayde hi na tha ek waqyaa tha poora hamaari mohabbat ka ye ik aisa lafz tha jis men saansen theen jo akela saare thande lafzon ke beech garm tha zinda lafz tha ik vahii to gawaah tha ham mohabbat men kitne sacche the ek aisa lafz jise bolte hue apna badan khushbuoon ki qaba lagti ped naachte lagte aur hawa bahkati lagti ye lafz mahz ik lafz nahin tha is ik lafz men kitna kuchh tha ek aisa lafz jiska sukoon bolne se zyaada sunne men aata kaanon men mishri gholti uski aawaaz ke saath jab ye lafz milta badan sar-saraa uthata kaliyaan KHud hi bhanwaro se bose lene ko machal uthteen lagta maano zindagi door talak sirf chaanv hai maano saari kaaynaat sirf mujhpar mehrbaan thii ab aise aalam men k abhii jaan na paaya ye chaanv sirf mujhpar mehmaan thii par ye lafz hairaan hooñ abhii talak sunaai deta hai

"Tum ek dariya ho"

hijr manaane kyun nahin dete jaanaan ye mere aas-paas jama khushnumaa log tumhaara hizr manaane kyun nahin dete ye mujhe rone kyun nahin dete gar seene men dard ho to rona zabt kyun ho inhen to maaloom hi nahin rote kyun hai dard kaisa hota hai jeete-ji maut kya hoti hai tum to jaanti ho jaanaan aao aur inhen batlaao ye mere aas-paas jama khushnumaa log tumhaara hizr manaane kyun nahin dete ye mujhe rone kyun nahin dete gar rona zabt hai chashma nam kyun banaya gaya in logon ko bhi to kabhi aata hogaa rona phir mujhe kyun rokte hain tumhi batlaao jaanaan jiska dil mar chuka ho duniyaan nazro ke saamne raakh ho jaa.e vo jo apni haalat par gaur karne se dartaa ho logon ke kah-kaho se sahm jaata ho jiske seene men dard thehra ho jo palken jhapakne se bhi dartaa ho jiski aankhoñ men ab maut khwaab bankar rahtii ho sheeshon se bhi khau khaane lage kya kare...gar aansoo aane lagen tum to jaanti ho jaanaan aao aur inhen batlaao inhen batlaao ki kyun naala-e-dard gale men kharaashe na dale cheek-cheek kar koi kyun seene men daraaren na dale aansuon ke zor se chashmen chatkha na dale main rota hooñ haan kyunki mere aab deeda hain in men itnaa paani hai ki sab kuchh baha sakaa hooñ phir kyun ye dard nahin baha sakaa tumhaara hizr nahin manaa sakaa tum to jaanti ho jaanaan aao aur inhen batlaao ye mere aas-paas jama khushnumaa log tumhaara hizr manaane kyun nahin dete ye mujhe rone kyun nahin dete