Is waqt yoon lagta hai ke ab toot gayen hain honsale,
Khatam ho gayi hain
umeeden,mit gaya hai aitbaar
Aankhon ko sirf andhere hee dikhte hain
Badan main se jaan ris
gayee hai jaise…
koi
tarqueeb sojhtee nahin
Ek shoar sa hai, gonjta
hai kannon main,
Dil ki ley udaas hai,
ruki, thami see,
Tum tak jo pahunchtee
thee, woh raah, bhatak gayee hai kaheen…
Waqt khatam hua chahta
hai,
Ab kuch bas main nahin…
Ruk gayeen hoon ab,
raah chalte chalte,
mud aayee hoon main
yahan,
khud se phir mulaqat ki khatir,
bikhree huee main, khud
ko samatne ki khatir,
saanson ki tarteeb par
kabu pane ki khatir,
tum tak jo pahunchti
ho, us raah ko dhoondhne ki khatir,
dil main ek lau phir
phir roshan karne ki khatir…
hoga phir vahi aakhir aakhir,
jeet jaoge tum, khaakh ho jaongee main..
~vinny
15/1/15
*Querencia – an area
in the arena taken by the bull for a defensive stand in a bullfight. A place
from where ones strength is drawn, where one feels at home.
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