تلاش — شہاب جعفری

Talaash

Rasta ye jaana pehchaana hai kabhi kabhi ye apna hota tha
Barson baras tak un path par pyaar hamara sanjota tha
Saanjh savere un-dekhi barkha se nam rehti thi khaak
Shaam ka ghunche subh ka sooraj, shabnam se munh dhota tha
Khaak se tere badan ki khushboo Daali Daali uRti thi
Dhyaan ka bhaunwra phool ki bikhri pankhaRiyon ko parota tha
Soch ki uThti girti lehrein tujh ko kaheen se le aatien
Saahil-e-noor pe tera saaya baitha paaon bhigota tha
Ek maandhi si lehar achaanak teri god mein ja girti
Dharti se aakaash tak ek aaghosh ka 'aalam hota tha
Soti raat ka jaadu chalta khinchte hue daaman ki oT
Chaand ka joban chhalka paRta saagar pyaasa hota tha
Gesoo tere bikhre jaate pehloo tere khulte jaate
Shauq ki aankhein lori deetin tera hijaab na sota tha
Sabza sabza neend bichhi thi, chaand ki si raftaar se hum
Haule haule paaon uThaate khwaab ka 'aalam hota tha
Jaane kaun se moR pe tera haath achaanak chhuT gaya
GYaan ki us buraa'i paun mein dhyaan bhi tera TooT gaya
Apni woh dharti saare jahaan mein phir na kaheen pehchaan mili
Is miTTi ki khushboo paane beej ashkon ke bota tha
Chehra chehra wahshat thehri aankhein tujh ko bhool gayien
Moorat moorat chup si lagi thi, jaane mujhe kya hota tha
ChaRhte chaand ki aahaT sun kar nagri nagri mera charaagh
Raat ki jhukti badli ke daaman ko pakaR kar rota tha
Raste raste bikhri huyi thi mere charaagh ki tanhaa'i
Ek maandhi si lau mein kis kis ki parchhaa'iyan samota tha
Rasta chalte log bhi paagal ummeedon ko samjhaate
Kitna hi aaina dikhaate tera 'aks na hota tha
Dil ke dil baadal jab tera barsa de ke chale jaate
Door kaheen ek abr ka TukRa jaise mujh ko rota tha
Hosh ke bujhte diye mein ab tak is ka aansoo jalta hai
Ab tak is ki khoj mein pagla des bides nikalta hai