Ek mamooli sa sthir chitra

achanak ek khayal aaya..

ke tasveer banayunga koi , haseen sa.

toh ek kam kiya maine-

mutthi bhar neela asmaan leke

bichaa diya kagaaz ke seene mein ;

phir kuch panchiyo ko pinjre se nikaala

aur chor diya usmein udne ko.

purnima ke haseen chanda ko bhi,

manake laya iss khuley ashiyaane mein.

ud rhi thi nidar panchiya

azaadi ke jashn mein,

dhundhte huye raah nayi,

mehkti huyi chandni mein.

asmaan bhi

khush tha bohat,

badalo ke jumbish se.

magar huya kuch yuh-

jis bijli ke khambe ke niche baitha tha main,

usey kisi bhi tarah tok na saka,

aankhir aa hi gayi utarke woh

mere tasabbor par,

layi sang , do tar.

....bas....

chand lamho mein hi

tham gayi

hayaat ki khushrang bauchaad..

ek mamooli sa sthir chitra ban ke

reh gaya mere azaad khayalo ka ghar.