Jogi

Raat hoi to phail gaiee phir..
 koiee kahaani….Koo ba koo...!

Husrat aur khaamoshi jaisi,
Hulki dhund chaiee thi hur soo...

Undhairay ka seher tha raqsaan,
Aur surgoshi sa phaila jaadoo....

Shaakhon main uljhay uljhay thay,
Us ka badan aur uski.. hi rooh...

Dhunak , udaasi ki pehnay tha,
Khanak thi jaisay  bujtay Ghungroo....

Dil pe tha na sochon pur hi,
Aur na tha qudmon pe qaaboo.....

Koie' jogi' naach raha tha,
Dhun thi ik hi..  'Haq Allah hoo'....

Sur main khoj samaiee thi aur,
Mun main anjaani si juustajoo.....

Lub kaanto se sillay hoay thay,
Kungan bolay, bus... tu hi too...

Mitti ke pehnawa se kabhi to,
Uthtii thi baarish ki khusboo......

Daman tha supnon se khaali,
Rookhi thaali, na...aab o joo.......

Do aankhon main do hi buchay thay,
Ik 'sookha' , ik ..'geela' aansoo ....!

SW

The Wanderer!

When the night  spread …so did spread a tell-tale around …It sounded like silent wishes lost in the mist…the magic of darkness and silence were dancing around….just like the silhuoette of his wriggling body and soul were entangled in the silhouettes of the branches……he was wrapped in the rain bow of sorrow and in the subtle sound of  wriggling ‘ghungroos*’ wrapped around his ankles…he had no control over his emotions and thoughts...nor on his feet either.....he was dancing on the rhythm of ‘God Is Real...!’…with a mysterious search dwelling in his mind and heart….his quiet lips were sewn with dry thorns of thurst ..still there was a strange whisper surrounding them in the slight clanking of his metallic bangles......’Only You'!!!!!!!…..Sometimes his 'earthly' dress would yeild the frangrance of ‘rain’ his body was soaked in…..he was just a poor fellow with his heart without dreams and his stomach without food….yet he had something left in his both eyes….a drop of tear.... in each…...one ‘wet‘…....one ‘dry‘…!!!!!!!!!

Dedicated to Mystic love