APNA APNA AASMAAN

Saahil dhoop laherein aur mein, yuhi ik bekar dopehar, sagar mein ek k mustakbil ko samajhte,
uske mustakbil ko banate bigadte,
har koi apna asar dhoondta,
uske hone naa hone mein,


laheron ka manna ki vo kashti reham karti hai
isliye vo kashti bahti hai,
saahil ko panah dene ka guroor,
dhoop bhi kahti hai apni roshni k afsane,
aur main sochta hoon,gar duba dun main ise,
rah jayega inka gurur dhuan banke,
par sochta hooon phir main,
inke guroor se nafrat sahi,

par kashti ka kya dosh,
jo duba du use main,
kyonki vo to tufaano mein bhi jaati hain,
vo to kali raaton ko bhi aazmaati hai,
aur kahan use saahil ka pataa hota hai,
kashti to apna naseeb khud bnati hai,
laheron ko cheerte hue,aage nikalti jaati hai,

aur phir main hasaa saahil par,dhoop par,laheron par,
jo apne hone pe,hain bahke se guroor mein,suroor mein,
jo bhul jaate hain, kashti ki himmat,

allah mein vo guroor kahan,
vo to unmein hain,
jinme uskaa suroor nahi

tabhi to laherein chattano se takra kar fanaa ho jaati hain,
aur saahil hamesha akela reh jaata hai,
aati jaati laheron ke beech,
ek saath ko tarasta hai,
aur dhoop to roz hi dhal jaati hai
dekhte hi dekhte subah se shaam ho jaati hai,

aur yeh guroor to dukh aur kamzoriyan,
chipane ka ek bahana hai,

sabke apne aayiane hain,
sabko khud se sharmana hai........


mustakbil=future