Sapane!

 

Sapane to sapane hote h,

Vo bhala kab apne hote h,

Keench le chalte h,

Khawabi duniya me,

Haath pakad badi sadagi se muskura saath apne,

Or main chal pada sab chod saath uske,

Vo duniya badi khubsurat thi hamari,

Un khushiyon ki deewani kaynaat h saari,

Tum kon ho,

Or kanha se aaye ho puch baithi yeh pagali,

Kanha yakeen tha jo mil gayi thi khushiya saari,

Itne chahare dekhe har ek rishte ko dekh,

Ki maanane ko na tha tyaar yeh dil,

Ek khoobsurat kahani,

Sapane bhi na jaane kitne dekh daale,

Sapane naye or purane,

Ki aa hi gayi manzil nazdik,

Laga yeh vahi h jo padha tha kitabon me kai dafa,

Do hoker bhi ek jaan the,

Phir asliyat aayi chupke se sapane me,

Thoda muskurayi or itrayi,

Aankhe taira meri or mudi,

Bhul baithi ho haqeeqat apni,

Main royi,

Or neend se uthi,

Kho chuka hai ab sab,

Jane vo sab sach tha ya jhooth,

Per mera sapana to saccha tha.