Rail ke dabbe mein sannata
tootta tha kuch der pe
shor se bachchon ki
aur sath hi khwabon ka fusoon
yaadon ki barat
pe lagti thi ek rok
phir khyal aata tha
zindagi is train ki manind
badhti jati hai
ithlati hue'bal khati hue
ek hi safar mein din aur rat
ek hi manzil mein bahar o khazan
kahin pahad koi
tane khada hai seena
kahin nadi behti hai
lehrati hue
jungle ki sham
aur
sarsarati hawa
pahuncha laye hai mujhe
teri yadon ki god mein
khyalon k us muqam pe
har tafkeer ko lagti hai rok
har soch sabit hue bemana
har mantiq mahaz lafzon ka jhol
teri yad k daman se gar nikloon
to ulajh jata hoon phir
daemi un sawalat se
jo chubhte hain humesha
zehar aalood teer ki tarah
k
tu kaun hai?
main kahun hoon?
rishta hai kya
tera aur mera?
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About Me
- Musab
- Hyderabad, Andhra Pardesh, India
- Main Khud bhi nahi apni haqeeqat ka shanasan ; gehra hai bahut mere bahr e khyalat ka pani ........ Most of the men who describe themselves are Hypocrite.Description of oneself is a pure utopian concept.The question is how much one knows about himself and how he creates relationship with the world outside on the basis of delusional assumption of oneself
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