Meri Zindagi....

Yaden Fana nahi hoti

Yaaden Zindagi Banti hain

Kiyoon ke Har Guzarta Hua Lamha

Bagair Kisi Shartton ke 

Hamari Zindagi se Guzar kar

Apna kirdaar Nibha Chuka hota hai

Aur Ye to Mutsaqbil hai Jo

Haqeeqat Pasandi ka Chashma Lagaye 

Door se Sab Dekha Kartaa hai

Halaat Sazgaar Hone ka Intezaar Karta hai

Par Yaaden Fana Nahi Hoti

Woh Sar Jhukaye 

Jab Bulaya Chali aati hain

Yaden Zindagi Hoti Hain

Itne Baras Baad hi Sahi

Ab to Tum Bahut Khush hogi

Aakhir Kaar Ke ab Tum hi

Meri Zindagi ho!

A City by the river...

Years ago while driving thru a small town, US the Maqtaa for this ghazal descended upon me. I posted it on my blog but chose not pursue the entire ghazal. Today, after so many years I thought what the heck.....I aint gonna feel apologetic about a certain town by the river....I might as well celebrate its existence in my life...so here is the ghazal with remaining ashaar. Enjoy.

Sulagti Yaadon ka Dariya Udhar Jo Behta hai

Zaroor Wahin Kahin Ek Be-Wafa bhi Rehtaa hai

Bin Chaand Siyah Raaten Apna Muqaddar to hain

Aasman pe Uske Andhera magar kiyoon rehtaa hai?

"Itne Baras baad bhi main, Tum ko Samajh na Paayi!"

Kal Kehtaa tha woh, Suna hai , Ab Bhi Yehi Kehta hai

(C) Shahid Parvez Sayed, May 15th, 2013

Naqshaa Pe Bani Chand Lakeeren..

Naqshe Par Bani 

Aadhi Tirchi Chand lakeeren 

Kahan Kahan hamen le Gayin!

kisi Door Aftada ek Motel Ki taraf

Ya kisi college town ke  restaurant tak

To Kabhi Dariya Pe Base ek Shhar ki Jaanib

Jo Hamen Apne Watan ki Yaad Dilayaa kartaa tha

Aur Phir Shaam Dhalne Se Pehle 

Yehi Lakeeren, Wapas  Hamen

Apne Ghar Pahnucah Diya Karti Thin

Hamari Sari Duniya Un Naqshon Main Hi to Thi

Albatta Woh Ghar Ab wahan Nahi Hoga

Woh Bhi Hum Dono Main Thoda Thoda Bant kar

Alag Alag Raston Pe Nikal gyaa Hoga

Woh Raaste,  Jo Us Naqshe main Nahi the

Woh Raaste,  jo Us Naqshe main Nahi hain

Shaam Hone ko hai......

(C) Shahid Parvez Sayed, May 10th 2013 @1:30 am