Agar meri tadap ka bayan farmaya gaya…
to sirf yahi lafz niklenge…
ki, wo to kayar tha…magar umda shayar tha…
uska dard to asan tha…par uske lafz bhari the…
har wo waaqia jise wo zulm kahta tha…
wo ya to subah hoti thi, ya fir zindagi ki koi zimmedari…
sapno ko sach wo kahta tha, kyonki unme wo akela rahata tha…
kitna dekha, kitna dikhaya, kitna barbad kiya aur kitna sanwara…
kitna kaha, kitna suna…har wo jo raah me mila…
kuchh saal seekhne me lagaye…kuchh sambhalne me…
kuch bhulne me aur kuchh badalne me…
zamane ko nahi, apne aap ko…
par aaj bhi agar ye tees uthati hai ki bahut kuchh baaki hai…
to bhagana nahin…
bas waqt par muskura dena aur samajhna…
abhi aur bhi jalna hai…
nahin to waqt ne raakh bana diya, jo jal nahin sakti…
par har taraf udati firati hai…