Jul 29, 2014

Misfit


Misfit

Kabhi kabhi main sochti hoon 
Mujh main logon ko khush rakhnay ka malka
Itna kam kiyon hai 
Kuch lafzon se , kuch meray lehjay se khafa hain 
Pehlay meri maan 
Meri masroofiyat se 
Na;laan rehti thi 
Ab yahi gila mujh se meray baitay ko hai 
( Rizaq ki andhi dor main rishtay kitnay peechay reh jaatay hain )
Jab keh surat-e-haal to yeh hai 
Mera ghar 
Meray aurat honay ki majboori ka 
Poora lutaf utha'ta hai 
Her subho 
Meray shaano par 
Zimay daari ka bojh lakin 
Pehlay se bhaari hota hai 
Phir bhi meri pushat pe 
Na'ehli ka koob 
Roz-ba-roz nu'mayan hota jata hai 

Phir mera daftar hai 
Jahan taqar'rur ki pehli hi shar kay tor pe
Khud'daari ka asteefa dakhil karna tha 
MAin banjar zehno main phool uganay ki koshish karti hoon 
kabhi kabhi hariyaali dikh jaati hai 
Warna 
Pathar 
Baarish se aksar naraaz hi rehtay hain 
Mera qabeela 
Meray harf main roshni dhoond nikalta hai 
Lakin mujh ko 
Achi tarah maloom hai 
In main 
Kis ki nazrain lafaz par hain 
Aur kis ki lafaz kay khaliq par 
Saray daairay meray paaon se chotay hain 
Lakin waqat ka wehshi naach
Kisi maqaam nahin rukta 
Raqs li lay her kamha tez hui jaati hai 
Ya to main kuch aur kahoon 
Ya phir 
YEh mera siyara nahin hai 

Parveen shakir 

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