Gali

Galiyon mein kabhi dost raha karte the,
haste the kabhi, phir ladh lete the,
jhagad'te the kabhi, phir gale lag jate the.

Aawazen goonj'ti thi yehaan kabhi,
ab to choten bhi khamosh rehti hain,
kareeb hain, jaise deewar aur dareecha hain.

Shiqayaten, ranjishen, aur yeh soonapan,
nafraten, khalish, aur yeh dard ka kohraa,
doobne ka khauff hai, bahut kuch hai gehraa.

Kaisa guroor, kaisi zidd, kis kal ka intezaar,
jis pal yeh saans tham jaye, phir kya reh jayega,
mitti jo rakkhe ho dil me jatan se, sab khaakh me mil jayega.