गुज़ारिश
ki har gali nukkad pe jaake
yu biraani naa hoti,to accha tha....
ki roothe hue wo chehre jinme humne
apne aks dehen hai jamaane se
wo jab shikayaton ke pitaare se
bojhil ho chuki aankhon ko humse
fer kar anjaane se ban jate hain
to lagta hai ki har pyara rishta
hamara itna gahra naa hota to accha tha...
kaanch ke tukdon si bikhri zindgi
ko kal maine isi aaine me nihara tha
aur dekh kar ke rang apne aaine me
khud ko apni hi nazar se bachaya tha
aaj jab sab toot kar tukdon me hai
to sochta hun ye ki aggar wo aaina
yu deewar pe lagaya naa hota to accha tha..
meri to kavita bhi roti hai mere sang
har dard baant leti hai mera har baar
aur fir ban jaati hai sangini mere aasuon ki
pighlaate hue kagaj se dil tak ki har deewar
par jab dard kuch kam nhi hota yu bhi
to lagta hai ki ye kavita aggar meri
hamraaz hamsafar naa hoti to accha tha....
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