chaak

1
wo azal se apne azim chaak pe
mumkinat ke inkishaf mein mahw hai
falak-o-zamin mah-o-aftab-o-nujum kohna karishme us ke kamal ke
abhi is ki jiddat-e-be-panah ko tarah-e-nau ki talash hai
abhi arsh-o-farsh ke na-shunida shamail us ki nazar mein hain
abhi mawara-e-KHayal-o-fikr-e-masail us ki nazar mein hain

kurra-e-zamin ko ye faKHr hai
ki ye KHak KHaliq-e-KHaliqan ko aziz hai
yahin sans leti hayat jalwa-numa hui
isi arz-e-KHak ko armughan-e-numu mila
yahan zindagi ke wo rang hain wo tariq hain
ki na un ka koi shumar hai na hisab hai
inhi paikaron mein hai ja-ba-ja wo tilism-e-aks-e-jamal bhi
jise dekh lene se chashm-o-dil hama-hairat-o-hama-be-KHudi

kahin konpalon ko nikhaarta hai wo lazzat-e-nam-e-shaKH se
kahin mu-qalam se sanwarta hai gulon mein rang nae nae
kabhi baKHsha hai dilon ko dard ki jaan-gudaz latafaten
koi rang ho koi rup ho
koi shakl koi mizaj ho
sabhi us ke chaak se aae hain
2
ye sari baaten sach hi sahi
ye sare guman durust sahi
par ye to kaho
qadmon tale raunde patton ki aawaz suni hai tum ne kabhi
murjhae hue phulon se kabhi biti hui rut ki baat hui
kabhi KHauf-zada naKHchiron ki aankhon mein jhank ke dekha hai
kabhi dukhte dilon ki us dhaDkan us dahshat mein bhi sharik hue
jo hote hue bhi na hone ke ehsas se paida hoti hai
phaTi purani shaklon wale
ye apahij ye mazur zaif
ye TuTe phuTe khilaune bhi
usi chaak se aae hain ki nahin
kal jin ki hayat thi barq-asa
paiwand-e-KHas-o-KHashak hue
jinhen dekh ke aankhen raushan thin
pinhan pas-e-parda-e-KHak hue
wo naqsh-gar-e-kaamil hai to phir
jo naqsh-e-jamil banata hai
jo dard dilon mein jagata hai
use ghaarat kyun kar deta hai
fankar-e-azal ko kya apne kisi naqsh pe itminan nahin
3
aadmi-zade kisi rang kisi naqsh ka paband na ho
zist Thahra hua jouhaD nahin mawwaj-o-rawan dariya hai
tu hai ek Thahre hue pal mein talabgar-e-dawam
ye dawam asl mein hai be-hisi-e-marg ka nam
aadmi-zade tere rishte hain baadal ki tarah
ghir ke aate hain baraste hain guzar jate hain
yun bhi hota hai ki kuchh der Thahar jate hain
yun bhi hota hai ki bin barse bikhar jate hain
tu kisi rishte kisi abr ka paband na ho
tu ki hai TuTe khilaune ke liye girya-kunan
dekh ye KHak ke paikar to faqat shakl badal lete hain
inhi TuTe hue bekar khilaunon ki ye miTTi phir se
zist ke chalte hue chaak ke kaam aati hai
phir nae rup mein Dhal jati hai
jaane walon ke liye
miTte rangon ke liye TuTe khilaunon ke liye
tera har nauha baja hai lekin
aane walon ka banaw bhi to dekh
taza konpal ki nazakat mein tanaw bhi to dekh
ki wo fankar-e-azal
aaj bhi apne usi chaak pe hai