दर्द azad nazm

हम पहले एक साथ ही रहते थे,
खिड़की से आती धूप दोनों में बंट जाया करती थी,
दोनों का रंग एक हो जाता था,

दिन भर हम एक दूसरे  के कान में फुसफुसाते रहते,
और अपना अपना फ़र्ज़ खूब निभाते रहते,
लेकिन उसकी बिमारी मेरी .ख्वाहिश थी,
मेरे जिस्म पर हर पल उसके हट की आज़माइश थी,

हम पहले एक साथ ही रहते थे,

मगर आज कल हम अलग हो गए हैं,
अब मेरे साथ नहीं मेरे दर्द,
अब मेरे मुक़ाबिल भी नहीं,

वो जो साथी था कभी,
अब सिर्फ मेरा मेहमान है।

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Aur latke hain abhi khayal, Zehen ki rassiyon par, Ke inke bal, Kheench kar lambe karne hoge.A poet, writer, playwright, a keen observer. Have a target set already, but a long way to go on a road traveled by like minded humans. That makes it easier though.
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