bichhDe hue khvaab aa ke pakaD lete hain daaman — Waheed Akhtar

harf-e-inkaar hai kyuun naar-e-jahannam kaa halif
sirf iqraar pe kyuun baab-e-iram khultaa hai

maangne vaalon ko kyaa izzat o rusvaai se
dene vaalon ki amiri kaa bharam khultaa hai

jo sunnaa chaaho to bol uTTheinge andhere bhi
na sunnaa chaaho to dil ki sadaa sunaai na de

hazaaron saal safar kar ke phir vahin pahunche
bahut zamaana huaa thaa hamein zamin se chale

tu ghazal ban ke utar baat mukammal ho jaae
muntazir dil ki munaajaat mukammal ho jaae

zer-e-paa ab na zamin hai na falak hai sar par
sail-e-takhliq bhi girdaab kaa manzar niklaa

shaahraahein dafatan shoale ugalne lag gaiin
ghar ki jaanib chal paDaa hai shahr gheraa kar tamaam

safar mein aise kai marhale bhi aate hain
har ek moD pe kuchh log chhuT jaate hain

yuun to maujud apne ghar mein hai
aadmi mustaqil safar mein hai

miri tamannaa hai ab ke tum phir milo to ji bhar ke muskuraaein
ki dekhnaa hai ye raushni kaa safar bahut der baa'd jaa kar

jo shakhs na royaa thaa tapti hui raahon mein
divaar ke saae mein baiThaa to bahut royaa

kyaa khabar kaun saa rasta tiri jaanib nikle
be-iraada bhi kai baar safar karte hain