Mohabbat, Urdu Nazam By Atif Tauqeer

tumhein july ki unniswin tapti jhulasti dopahar ab yaad kab hogi
ki jis ki hiddaten kitne mahinon baad tak
hum ne badan ke har dariche par likhi mahsus ki thin
aur unhen nazmen samajh kar gungunaya tha
tumhaare jism ki pagDanDiyon par chalte chalte ek aisa moD aaya tha
jahan auham ilhami nazar aate hain
aur imkan nakaami mohabbat zabt aawazen samundar dard ban jate hain
sare KHwab palkon ki hari shaKHon se jhule lene lagte hain
simaT aate hain sare hijr aankhon mein
wahin us moD par pahli dafa main ne ye samjha
ruh madda hai
ki is ki ek kamiyyat hai hajm hai bojh rakhti hai
aur us ka bhi badan hota hai
jis mein nanhe nanhe aaine yaqut ke manind bante aur bigaDte hain

tumhein kab yaad hoga
TuTte kamzor lamhon ke ye bandhan kis qadar mazbut hote hain
ki ab main har baras july ki unniswin tapti jhulasti dopahar mein
KHwab jugnu aur sitare apni aankhon par rakhe mahsus karta hun
tumhein chhuta hun palkon se
hawa mein ungliyan bhar kar
tumhaare kan se sargoshiyan karte hue baalon ko
ek tamhid deta hun
nigah-e-KHwab-aluda ke boson se
tumhaare jism ki sari safon par lafz rakhta hun
tumhein bharta hun banhon mein
tumhaari yaad-e-rafta se wahi lamha uTha kar waqt ko sakit banata hun
to phir wo moD aata hai
jahan auham ilhami nazar aate hain
aur ek nazm ki taKHliq hoti hai