Kavita 04
Aasmaan Ke Musafir
Aaj phir aasmaan mein kuch baadal dheere-dheere aaye
jaise door kisi basti se koi apne ghar laut aaye.
Na koi jaldi na koi manzil na raahon ka koi hisaab
hawa jahan le jaaye unko wahi bana lete hain khwaab.
Kabhi ban jaate hain parvat kabhi pankh laga kar udte
kabhi kisi bachche ki aankhon mein anokhe se sapne bharte.
Main der talak unhe dekhta aur sochta chupchaap
shayad jeena bhi aisa hi hai thoda khula thoda be-hisaab.
Hum bhi toh in baadal jaise har din kuch naye bane
kal jo the woh aaj nahi hain phir bhi apne hi rahe.
Kuch log milte hain raahon mein kuch pal bankar reh jaate
kuch yaadein shaam ki laali si mann ke aangan mein dhal jaate.
Baadal kabhi baras bhi jaayein toh kya phir dhoop toh aati hai
har bheegi hui zameen ke baad mitti khushboo ban jaati hai.
Aur jab dhalti shaam mein sooraj dheere-dheere so jaaye
baadal uski laali odhkar chupke se ghar laut jaayein.
Tab lage kuch bhi toh khoya nahi bas din ne rang badla hai
kal phir isi khule aasmaan mein ek naya savera khila hai.
Phir hum bhi yun hi muskura dein jaise baadal muskuraate hain
jahan hawa le jaaye chalein aur jahan pyaar mile wahin thahar jaayein.
— JB