" Man "

Inn uchaiyoon ko chhoone ki chahat mein ,
Bhool jaate hain hum apne aao ko hi,
Apna wajood kaayam karte karte,
Khud hi kho jaate hain iss duniya mein kahin ,

Apne man ki lalkaar sunke ,
Socha tha maine jeevan mein kuch kar dikhaunga;
Par jab mein pahuncha manzil pe,
To paya, wahan to sirf mera shareer tha , (shareer = body)
Man to mar gaya tha beech raste mein .

Mein roya cheekha chillaya,
Par kuch kar na saka ,
Maine hi ki thi uski hatya ,
Apne inhi safal haathon se ,

Maine khud ko di dilasa,
Ki man nahin hai to kya hua ,
Manzil to saath hai mere ,
Par mujhe ahsaas tha iss baat ka ,
Hoon mein kitna akela, inn uchchaiyyon pe.

Kya galti thi meri, maine apne aap se poocha,
Shayad sirf rasta hi to galat chuna tha ,
Par, us lalkaar ka bhi to jawab dena tha,
Aur phir, mere apno ne mujhe kyun nahin roka ,
Pata nahin, woh mere saath the ki manzil ke .

Par ab wilap karne se kya fayda ,
Sochta hoon, apne jeevan ko nayi disha doon,
Kisi murjhaye hue ko aasha ,
Aur kisi rote hue ko hansa doon ,
Shayad iss se mera man to nahin ,
Uska kuch ansh hi jeevit ho jaye .................