Dil ke Raaste:

Arz kiya hai…

Mera hasta hua chehra udaas kyu hai,
Meri aakhon mein itni pyaas kyu hai,
Jo mera hona hi nahi chahta,
Mujhe usi ka intezaar kyu hai…

Har shaam ke saaye mein uska chehra nazar aata hai,
Har khamoshi ke raaz mein uska naam sunai deta hai,
Jisne kabhi apna bana kar dekha hi nahi,
Wahi sapna mera haqeeqat kyu lagta hai…

Dil ke har kone mein uski kami saji hai,
Har muskaan mein uske aansu chhupe hai,
Jise paana mumkin hi nahi,
Wahi dil ka armaan aur dil ka dard kyu hai…

Main khud se ladta hoon, kabhi haar man ke,
Par phir bhi usi ki yaadon ka saaya saath hota hai,
Jaise har khushi sirf uske gham se hi poori hoti hai,
Aur har aansu uski yaad ka paigham hota hai…

Shayad mohabbat ka rang hi aisa hai,
Jo nafrat aur judaai ke bawajood,
Dil ko usi ke liye dhadakta rehta hai,
Aur har pal uske intezaar ka zeher piya jaata hai…

Kabhi socha maine, kya yeh bewakoofi hai ya wafadari,
Har chot ke baad bhi usi ka khayal dil ko behlaata hai,
Jisne kabhi mera haath thamne ka socha hi nahi,
Phir bhi usi ka saaya har lamha mera saathi kyu hai…

Raaton ke andheron mein main apni rooh ko pukarta hoon,
Par awaaz sirf uske naam ke saath laut kar aati hai,
Aur main sirf is intezaar mein jeeta hoon,
Ke kab woh pal aayega jab woh meri taraf dekhegi…

Har khushi ke peechhe uski kami mehsoos hoti hai,
Har muskaan mein uske gham ki parchhai saath chalti hai,
Jo mujhe chhod kar chal diya,
Phir bhi usi ka asar har pal mere saath kyu hai…

Maine apne aap ko har pal samjhaya,
Ke uska hona ya na hona mere naseeb mein hai,
Par dil ki duniya alag hai,
Aur har dhadkan usi ka intezaar kyu karti hai…

Kabhi socha maine, kyun yeh dil bewakoof hai,
Har gham ko apna banata hai, aur har sukoon ko usi se maangta hai,
Jise chaha hi nahi, phir bhi dil ke kone mein
Wahi raj karta hai aur wahi aashiyan basaata hai…

Har pal usi ke naam ke saaye mein guzarta hai,
Har raasta uski yaadon se roshan hota hai,
Aur main bas is chahat mein khada hoon,
Ke jo mere nahi, woh bhi mere dil ka sath kyu hai…

Aur agar kabhi yeh sapna tut bhi jaye,
Toh bhi main usi ke intezaar mein khada rahunga,
Kyoonki jo chaha nahi, usi ka intezaar hi,
Zindagi ka sabse gehra aur khoobsurat sach kyu hai…

Mera hasta hua chehra, udaas hi sahi,
Meri aankhon ki pyaas, nam hi sahi,
Par dil ka yeh safar, usi ki yaadon mein,
Har aansu ke saath, har muskaan ke peechhe,
Sadiyon tak bhi chalne wala hai…

Aur jab waqt khud apni dastak dega,
Main phir bhi usi ke khayalon ka aashiq rahunga,
Ke jo kabhi mera nahi tha,
Wahi meri rooh ka saathi, aur mere jazbaat ka malik kyu hai…

Aur phir bhi, is bewakoofi mein ek sukoon hai,
Ke jisne mera haath chhoda,
Wahi meri rooh ke raaste ka noor hai,
Har dard mein usi ki tasveer basayi hai,
Aur main is tasveer ke saaye mein jeeta aur marta rahunga…

Meri zindagi ka yeh safar,
Ussi ki khushboo se mehka,
Ussi ki yaadon mein ghum hua,
Aur har dhadkan ke saath kehti hai…
Ke jo mera nahi, woh bhi mera hi kyun lagta hai…