Adil Mansuri
jism ko khvahish ki dimak kha rahi hai
nim-vahshi lazzaton ki
tutti parchhaiyan
aarzu ki ahani divar se takra rahi hain
dard ke dariya kinare
ajnabi yadon ki jal-pariyon ka
mela sa laga hai
an-ginat pighle hue
rangon ki chadar tan gai hai
parbaton ki chotiyon se
reshmi khushbu ki kirnen phutti hain
khvab ki dahliz suuni ho gai
dhuup ke jangal men suraj kho gaya hai
badalon ki maili chadar par
teri avaz ka
ghail sitara
so gaya hai
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