Freehand Poetry #1

Zindagi kya hai .. 

Ek maashooka hai ruthi si..

Ek khwaab hai,

jisme mai hu tum ho,

Jisme hazaar rang hai..

Jisme sabhi man malang hai..

Jisme khushmizon ki afrozi hai..

Jisme badhawason ki madhoshi hai..

Jahan koi tanz nahi hai

Jahan dilon mai ranj nahi hai..

Aankhein meeche rahiye..

Sirf khwaab hai hakikat nahi hai.

Wo jo mohabbat thi 

ab kahin gum hai andheron mai,

Andheron se khauff nahi hai..

Par wo andhere bhi ghum hai aur ghane andheron main..

Ab sirf aawaazein hai jo sunai deti hai

Ab sirf kuch tasveerien hai jo yaad mai rehti hai..

Hijr hai malaal hai..

Sang dili ka bichhaya hua jaal hai..

Par mai has raha hu..

Par mai chal raha hu..

Bachi kuch khwahishein aur muskaanein hai jhuthi si..

Zindagi kya hai .. 

Ek maashooka hai ruthi si..