Wo Mera Hota:

Wo chali bhi gayi aur reh bhi gayi…
Jaise kisi ne meri rooh se mera hi hissa tod kar
mujhe wapas de diya ho.

Uska na milna dard tha…
par uski yaadon ka saath rehna
mera sabse bada imtihaan ban gaya.

Zulfikar Inamdar

Wo Mere Paas Hota:

Arz kiya hai

Wo mera hota to mere paas hota,
Saalon ho gaye… bohot yaad aati hai uski.
Door hai… kabhi khul ke awaaz nahi di,
Saalon ho gaye… yaadein tadpaati hain uski.

Kabhi kabhi lagta hai wo khush to hai,
Par dil me ek udaasi si aati hai uski.
Agar wo itna door hai, beparwah sa hai,
To phir kyun roz mere rooh ko yaadein jalati hai uski?

Mere din guzar jaate hain bheed me rehte hue,
Par raat har raat… sirf yaad aati hai uski.
Har khamoshi me uske kadmon ki aahat hoti hai,
Har saans me ek dard jagati hai uski.

Waqt se kaha main ne—“bhula de mujhe usse,”
Waqt muskura kar bola: “Kaise? Wo aadat hai teri.”
Main kya kehta… uski yaad bhi to ab
rooh ke kisi kone me basaaye baithi hai meri.

Kabhi uski hasi yaad aati hai, kabhi uski khamoshi,
Kabhi uski be-baaki, kabhi sharaarat aati hai uski.
Par sabse zyada dard tab deta hai jab sochta hoon—
Mujhse pyaar na sahi… par kya koi yaad bhi aati hai uski?

Uska door chale jaana ek wafaa jaisa laga,
par baad me na mud kar dekhna bewafai si thi.
Wo nahi mila… par uski kami ne
poori zindagi meri sath nibhai si thi.

Aaj bhi jab raat gehri hoti jaati hai,
Meri palkon pe ek roshni si utar aati hai uski.
Jaise koi khaas mehmaan khamoshi me aa kar
mere seene pe sar rakh kar so jaati hai uski.

Kabhi lagta hai usne bhi kahin chup kar
meri yaadon ko sambhal ke rakha hoga…
Par phir lagta hai—jo mohabbatein adhoori hoti hain,
wo aksar sirf ek hi rooh me zinda rehti hain…
Doosri rooh tak kabhi pahuncht hi nahi pati uski.

Kabhi umeed dilati hai ki ek din wo ruk kar kahegi—
“Chalo baat karte hain…”
Par har umeed ka apna ek mausam hota hai,
aur mera mausam har dafa sookh jaata hai uski.

Phir bhi ajeeb si baat hai…
uske na milne ka gham utna gehra nahi hota
jitna uski yaadon ka wapas aana zaroori hota hai.
Main har raat apni saanson ke darmiyan
ek halki si khushboo rakh leta hoon—
shayad kal subah use yaad aajaaye zara si uski.

Wo mera hota to mere paas hota…
Magar na jaane kyun, wo na hoke bhi
har lamha mere aas-paas hota.
Kuch rishton ko mohabbat milti hai,
par manzil nahi milti—
Aur shayad yehi haqeeqat-e-ulfat thi…
yehi dastaan-e-urras-e-ruuh thi…
yehi kismat ki likhaavat thi uski.

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…

Zinda Rehna, Akela Marna:

Arz kiya hai…

Ye kafan, ye qabar, ye janaaze — ye sab to bas rasme-shariyat hain, Zulfi,
Asli maut to tab hoti hai, jab yaad karne wala ek bhi chehra na rahe…

Jab ghar bhar log ho lekin dil se apna lagne wala na ho,
Jab muskurahat me bhi tanhai ki saaye sirf tum par ghoome…

Janazon ki bheed to har waqt chalti hai,
Lekin zindagi ke dard par, kaun saath nibhata hai?

Kabhi kabhi maut bhi aasaan lagti hai,
Jab saans chal rahi ho par jeene ki wajah kho jaaye…

Dil ke andar ik hissa rota hai, ek hissa chup ho jaata hai,
Aur ek hissa raat ke sannate me cheekhta hai: “Zulfi, koi to yaad rakhe…”

Zindagi me chalna to sabko aata hai,
Par saath chalna sirf kismat walon ko milta hai…

Iss mehfil-e-duniya me log to bohot milte hain,
Magar dil se samajhne wala, bas ek hi aadmi kaafi hota hai…

Kafan se lipta jism to bas ek rasm ka hissa hai,
Par yaadon se lipta insaan, umar bhar tanhai ka bojh uthata hai…

Qabar ki mitti to ek din sookh jaati hai,
Par dil ki mitti me daale gaye ghaav, saalon tak geele rehte hain…

Zinda rehne ka matlab sirf saans chalna nahi hota,
Zinda rehne ka matlab hai, kisi ke liye zaroori rehna,
Kisi ke liye yaad rehna, kisi ke liye duaon me zikar hona…

Aur jab insaan ki zindagi se ye sab chhin jaaye,
To yakeen jaane, maut bhi us par reham kar deti hai…

Yakeen Ka Dhoka:

Arz kiya hai…

Mai wo samajhdar insaan hoon,
Jise pata hai ke samajhdar logon ne mujhe kitna bewakoof banaya,
Isliye aaj-kal muskurata hoon zara kam,
Aur logon ko apne aas-paas aane deta hoon zara kam.

Kabhi unki baaton ne mujhe aasman ki thandi hawa de di,
Kabhi unhi ne mere pairon tale mitti bikhra di,
Samjha yeh ki dosti aur wafaa shabdon se nahi hoti,
Woh to waqt dikha deta hai ke kisne kitni sachchai nibha di.

Ek waqt tha jab har muskaan par bharosa karliya,
Har dil ko apne jaisa saaf samajhkar gale laga liya,
Phir ek din samajh aaya…
Log haath pakad kar rasta to dikhate hain,
Magar peeche se dhakka bhi wahi log de jaate hain jinko kabhi dil me jagah diya.

Aaj dil me bharosa ab bhi zinda hai,
Magar woh bachpana sa, woh masoom sa yaqeen ab kahan,
Zindagi ne sikha diya—
Ke har chehra insaan nahi hota,
Aur har insaan, hamesha waisa nahi hota jaisa wo dikhta yah keh raha ho bas wahan.

Main sab samajhta hoon, par sab kehata nahi hoon,
Dil ke bohot se raaz ab zubaan tak aate hi rukh jaate hain,
Pehle main logon ko saaf dil se padh leta tha,
Aaj kal logon ki niyat unki aankhon se pehle hi samajh me aa jaati hai.

Ab main zindagi ke raste dheere-dheere parwadhta hoon,
Kisi par ilzaam na kisi par ghussa—bas khud ko behtar banane ka irada rakhta hoon,
Na kisi se badla, na kisi se nafrat ka bojh,
Bas ye yaad rakhkar chal raha hoon ke
Bewajah yakin karna hi insaan ka sabse bada rog.

Kuch rishte gir gaye bina awaaz ke,
Kuch log badal gaye bina wajah ke,
Kuch chehre muskura kar aise guzar gaye…
Jaise mujhe pehchanta hi na ho—
Par ye bhi zindagi ka ek dars tha,
Ke har rishta humesha saath nahi rehta,
Kuch sirf ek dard ka waqia ban kar reh jaate hain.

Aaj main waise hi muskura deta hoon,
Magar wo muskurahat pehle jaisi be-fikr nahi,
Ab har hasi ke peeche ek thodi si thakaan hai,
Har sukoon ke neeche ek chhupa hua dard bhi sahi.

Main wo samajhdar insaan hoon…
Jise ab samajh aa gaya hai,
Ke sabse zyada dhokha woh deta hai,
Jo hamesha apko samajhdar dikhne ka bharam dikha kar.
Aur sabse bada dhokha—
Woh hota hai jab insaan khud ko samajh kar bhi,
Galat logon ko sahi samajh baithta hai…

Lekin phir bhi, dil ki hairat yeh hai—
Main toot kar bhi qaim hoon,
Girte girte bhi seedha khada hoon,
Because now…
Main bewakoofi ka shikar nahi,
Balke yaqeen ka sabak ban chuka hoon.

Yaadon ka Sahara:

Arz kiya hai…

Mujhe har mannat pe chahiye tha,
Aankhon ki zeenat pe chahiye tha.
Har dua mein bas uska naam tha,
Har raat mein sirf usi ka intezaar tha.

Par kisi ne use muft mein paaliya,
Jo mujhe har keemat pe chahiye tha.
Dil ke kone mein chhupi khwahish thi,
Par naseeb ne use door hi rakha.

Har khushi mein uska saaya chaha,
Har gham mein bas usi ka sahara chaha.
Mujhe uski har ada, har muskaan, har pal chahiye tha,
Par zindagi ne mujhe bas yaadon ka sahara diya.

Har mod pe uska khayal chhaya,
Har raah pe uski yaad aayi.
Jo pal uske saath guzarne the,
Woh pal mere sirf khayalon mein aaye.

Dil se chaha, aankhon se manga,
Par naseeb ne bas door hi rakha.
Jo pyar main ne jeevan bhar maanga,
Woh pyar kisi aur ne bas muskaan mein pa liya.

Phir bhi main duaon mein usi ka zikr karta hoon,
Har mannat pe, har pal uska intezaar karta hoon.
Kyonki jo dil se chaha, jo aankhon se manga,
Woh sirf kisi aur ne pa liya, aur main bas khamosh ho gaya.

Aur phir bhi, har subah ki roshni mein,
Uska chehra nazar aata hai mere sapno mein.
Aur har raat ke andheron mein,
Uski yaadon ki khushboo bas mere saath rehti hai.

Meri Likhi Kahani:

Arz kiya hai…

Khamoshi se apni kahani likhta raha hoon main,
Har dard ko seene me chupata raha hoon main.

Zindagi ne har mod par imtehaan liya mujhse,
Phir bhi muskurakar sab nibhaata raha hoon main.

Kabhi apnon ne samjha nahi mere jazbaat ko,
Phir bhi unke liye dil ko manata raha hoon main.

Raaton ki tanhai me aksar aansu girte rahe,
Subah hote hi chehre pe muskaan sajata raha hoon main.

Kuch sapne the jo waqt ki aandhiyon me kho gaye,
Magar naye khwaabon ka diya jalata raha hoon main.

Mujhe girane ki koshish to kai baar hui,
Magar har baar khud ko uthata raha hoon main.

Duniya ko shor pasand hai is bazaar me,
Isliye khamoshi se apni qeemat badhata raha hoon main.

Aaj log meri khamoshi ko samajh nahi paate,
Kal isi khamoshi se zamane ko hilaata rahunga main.

Meri pehchaan na libaas se hai na lafzon se,
Apne kirdar se hi roshni phailata raha hoon main.

Jo dard mila use taqdeer ka hissa maan liya,
Aur har gham ko sabr se sajata raha hoon main.

Kabhi dil thak bhi jaata hai is safar me,
Phir bhi umeed ka diya jalata raha hoon main.

Aaj agar meri kahani koi nahi sunta,
To kya hua… waqt ko sunata raha hoon main.

Maqta:

Ae “Zulfikar” teri khamoshi me bhi ek aag chhupi hai,
Isi aag se apni taqdeer jalata raha hoon main.

Meri Khamoshi:

Khamoshi se apni pehchaan banata hoon,
Shor machana meri aadat nahi…
Aaj log shayad mujhe nazar-andaaz kar dete hain,
Magar kal waqt khud ruk kar kahega —
“Yahi woh shakhs hai… jiska naam kabhi khamoshi me likha ja raha tha.”

Zulfikar Inamdar

Meri Khamoshi:

Arz kiya hai…

Khamoshi se apni pehchaan banata chalu,
Har din apne khwaabon ko sajata chalu.
Mujhe shor se kabhi mohabbat nahi rahi,
Isliye khud ko khamoshi me hi aazmata chalu.

Log aksar poochte hain itna chup kyun rehta hoon,
Har baat ka izhaar lafzon se zaroori to nahi.
Kuch jazbaat dil ki gehraiyon me hi ache lagte hain,
Har ehsaas ko duniya ko batana zaroori to nahi.

Aaj meri khamoshi ko log kamzori samajh baithe hain,
Meri saadgi ko meri majboori samajh baithe hain.
Magar unhe kya khabar ke waqt ki kitab me,
Meri kahani abhi likhi hi kahan gayi hai.

Main girta hoon, sambhalta hoon, phir chal padta hoon,
Har dard ko muskura kar seh leta hoon.
Mujhe pata hai manzil door nahi mere dost,
Bas isliye har roz ek naya hausla le leta hoon.

Waqt jab apna rang dikhata hai,
To khamosh log bhi misaal ban jaate hain.
Jo aaj meri taraf dekh kar muskura dete hain,
Kal wahi log mera naam izzat se lete hain.

Isliye khamoshi se apni pehchaan banata chalu,
Har din apni rooh ko aur mazboot banata chalu.
Aaj agar meri qadar kisi ko nazar nahi aati,
To kya hua…

Kal waqt khud ruk kar duniya se kahega —
“Ye wahi shakhs hai…
Jo khamoshi me apni taqdeer likh raha tha.”

Mere Rooh ki Pasand

Arz kiya hai…

Rooh ki pasand ho tum,
Warna in aankhon ne khubsurat chehre bohot dekhe hain…
Magar jo sukoon tumhe dekh kar milta hai,
Wo sukoon humne zamane mein kahaan dekhe hain…

Chehron ki chamak to pal bhar mein dhal jaati hai,
Magar rooh ki roshni kabhi kam nahi hoti…
Duniya mein husn ke manzar to hazaar mile,
Par tum jaisi saadgi kahin kam nahi hoti…

Tumhe dekh kar lagta hai jaise dua mil gayi ho,
Jaise tanha dil ko koi sada mil gayi ho…
Warna is bheed bhari duniya mein humne aksar,
Muskurate hue bhi kitne tanha chehre dekhe hain…

Log kehte hain mohabbat bas ek ehsaas hota hai,
Par tumhe dekha to laga ye to ibadat hoti hai…
Har khubsurat chehra bas nazar tak rehta hai,
Magar rooh ko chhoo jaaye wahi haqeeqat hoti hai…

Rooh ki pasand ho tum,
Isliye tum alag ho meri duniya mein…
Warna is safar-e-zindagi mein humne bhi,
Khubsurat chehre bohot dekhe hain… 🌹✨

Mere marne ke baad:

Arz kiya hai…

Mere marne ke baad, kya nazaray ho rahe honge
Kuch zabardast, to kuch zabardasti ro rahe honge

Jo kehte they never leave you, mujhe chhod kar
Shayad woh sab kahin aur ho rahe honge

Jin ke liye humne smile karke har dard seha
Woh aaj meri kahaniyan sun rahe honge

Kuch aankhen sachi nami se bheeg jaayengi yaqeenan
Aur kuch rasm-e-duniya nibhaane ko ro rahe honge

Zindagi bhar jinhein waqt na mila haal poochne ka
Mere jaane ke baad wohi sab pooch rahe honge

Woh jo khushi se bhare the mere saath har lamha
Shayad ab unki muskaan bhi adhuri ho rahe honge

Har yaad jo humne dil se sajaayi thi
Woh aaj unke khayalon mein jeeti ho rahe honge

Shayad kuch log sirf aadat se ro rahe honge
Aur kuch log dil se duaa kar rahe honge

Main khamosh mitti mein so raha honga be-khabar
Aur upar duniya wale har haal mein react kar rahe honge

Shayad kuch dilon mein meri yaad ki roshni jal rahi hongi
Aur kuch dard ke saaye abhi bhi unpe chhaye rahe honge

Phir bhi main muskurata rahoon ga apni khamoshi mein
Kyoonke har aansoo aur har khushi ka safar meri kahani mein ho rahe honge…

Mohabbat Aisi Hoti Hai:


Agar samajhna ho mohabbat kya hoti hai,
To bas ek baar dil se kisi ko chaah kar dekh lena.

Zulfikar Inamdar

Mohabbat Aisi Hoti Hai

Arz kiya hai…

Kisise mujhse pucha mohabbat kya hoti hai,
Jawaab na de saka… dil ne tumhari tasveer banayi, kaha aisi hoti hai.

Jab kabhi naam tumhara labon par aata hai,
Dil ki dhadkan bhi jaise chupke se muskuraati hoti hai.

Raat ki tanhai mein jab yaadein dastak deti hain,
Khamoshi bhi dheere-dheere tumhari kahani kehti hoti hai.

Log kehte hain mohabbat lafzon se bayan hoti hai,
Mujhe to har lafz mein bas tumhari hi parchayi nazar aati hoti hai.

Kabhi socha tha keh doon tumse dil ka har ek raaz,
Magar kuch jazbaat khamoshi mein hi zyada gehre lagte hote hain.

Tum door ho kar bhi mere itne kareeb ho,
Jaise kisi dua mein mehboob ki tasveer basi hoti hai.

Kabhi aankhon mein aansu bhi chupke se aa jaate hain,
Jab yaadon ki mehfil mein tumhari kami mehsoos hoti hai.

Ye ishq bhi ajeeb sa safar ban gaya hai,
Jahan khushi bhi tumse hai aur udaasi bhi tumse hoti hai.

Kabhi dil ko samjhata hoon ke bhool jaaun tumhein,
Magar har koshish ke baad tumhari yaad aur gehri hoti hai.

Kabhi khud se bhi poochta hoon ye kaisa rishta hai,
Jahan mulaqat kam aur intezaar zyada hota hai.

Log samajhte hain waqt ke saath sab kuch badal jaata hai,
Magar sachchi mohabbat to waqt ke saath aur gehri hoti hai.

Aur jab phir koi mujhse puchta hai mohabbat kya hoti hai,
Main bas halka sa muskura deta hoon…

Na koi kitaab kholta hoon, na koi lafz samjhata hoon,
Bas dil ke aaine mein tumhari tasveer dikha deta hoon…

Phir dheere se kehta hoon —
Mohabbat wo ehsaas hai doston,
Jisme lafz chhote pad jaate hain aur yaadein gehri ho jaati hain…

Aur agar phir bhi samajh na aaye kisi ko,
To bas ek baar dil se kisi ko chaah kar dekh lena…
Khuda ki kasam, tab samajh aa jayega
Mohabbat aakhir hoti kya hai. 🌹