Friday, August 28, 2020

अब तो


 Aadat si ho gayee hai tumhari ab to

Tassavur se bhi khushnuma hai zindagi ab to

Poori ho gayee jaise saari khwaishe meri

Sirf tumpe Fannaa hone ko Jee rahe hain ab to

 

Mil gayee mujhe meri zehnaseeb ab to

Darr nahi kisi ruswai ki ab to

Bas itni si hai rab se Iltija

Chook na ho koi humse ab to

 

Rehnuma ban chuke ho mere tum ab to

Waqif hai meri dhadkan bhi tumse ab to

Gunjaish nahi hai bewafai ki

Kyun ki Rooh meri bheeg gayee hai tumhare isq me ab to

 

Silwaten naa aane doon tumhare maathe pe ab to

Saahej raha hoon zindagi humari ab to

Ranzishen naa honge hum me

Khud ko tumhe saunp raha hoon ab to

 

 

 

Wednesday, May 27, 2020

For Themselves They fend

Who was building your house when you came to book?
Who grows the food that in your kitchen you cook?
Who lays the roads on which you drive?
Who mops the floor when you spill your kive?
Who sweeps the streets when you are asleep?
Who scavenges the sewers bleak?

Have you ever spared a thought for them?
Who have mined all the precious gem
What food they eat, what water they drink?
Those who have patched all your chink

Call them if you would a drudge
Won’t survive if they hold a grudge
Toil hard they day and night
As if holding on to a straw in a storm with all their might
Highbrows turning a blind eye to their plight
Their companions being Hunger, Adversity and Death
They have been wronged yet still have faith
Every affliction they have to fend
Oh Providence, please make it end.