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gumaaN

Oct 30, 2007 My Urdu Poems, Poetry

There’s this feeling, that one can get, every now and then, of something nagging. It doesn’t necessarily have to do with anything.. anything in particular, but something.. perhaps, someone, perhaps not. I think in this new nazm, I tried to capture it, though I might have failed miserably, but heck, it ended up being a nazm anyway… so here it is:

gumaaN
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maiN saRak ke isi kone pe khaRaa rahtaa houN
ek besood tamanna meiN ghiraa rahtaa houN
maiN ne har aas ka har deep bujhaa rakkhaa hai
dil kii aavaaz ko dil hi meiN dabaa rakkhaa hai

mere atraaf ajab bheeR hai logoN ki magar
koii bhi aaNkh uThaataa nahiiN meri jaanib
aur idhar maiN bhi kisii fikr meiN khoyaa, gumsum
Khud ko is gardish-e-duniyaa se alag rakhtaa houN
ek besood tamannaa meiN ghiraa rahtaa houN

aaKhir is dard ka koii to sabab hogaa hi
meraa maazi?
mire afkaar?
miri bazm-e-hayaat?
sochtaa to houN magar soch nahiiN paataa houN

maiN saRak ke isii kone pe khaRaa rahtaa houN
maiN ne Khud se bhi koii baat chhupaa rakkhii hai
aur ummeed ki har shammaa bujhaa rakkhii hai
dil ko phir bhi ye gumaaN hai k koii aayegaa….
15/Oct/2007

Tags: ghazal, my poetry, urdu poetry