Maqbara, Urdu Nazam By Saghar Mehdi

ye mera kamra
mere buzurgon ka ek tohfa
wirasaton ka riwayaton ka inayaton ka
azim waris
purani yaadon purani baaton purani qadron ka
ek atiyya
agarche naqsh-o-nigar is ke
gham-e-zamana ki aandhiyon se
wo rang-o-roghan wo kaif-o-masti
har ek KHubi ko kho chuke hain
magar hai phir bhi aziz mujh ko
har ek diwar ab hai KHasta
har ek mehrab hai shikasta
wo farsh jis par kisi zamana mein farsh-e-maKHmal bichha hua tha
magar koi mah-jabin thirak kar
ye ga rahi thi
farsh-e-maKHmal pe mere panw chhile jate hain
na farsh-e-maKHmal na pa-e-nazuk
chaTaiyan kuchh bichhi hui hain
jahan pe fanus jal raha tha
wahan pe ab ek diya hai raushan
jo sham hi se bujha bujha sa
charagh-e-muflis ki tarah yaro
sisak raha hai
ye mera kamra
mere buzurgon ka ek tohfa
main sochta hun main jaanta hun
ki is ki buniyaad kyon paDi thi
main dekhta hun
ki ab bhi baqi hain is faza mein
purani tahzib ke pujari
wahi riwayat-e-shahryari
wahi hai jang-e-ghurur jari
main sochta hun ki in riwayat ke dhundalkon se kaise niklun
mere lahu ki tamam gardish
meri zaban ka har ek jumla
meri nazar ka har ek manzar
mere badan ki har ek laghzish
ye chahti hai ki is riwayat ke maqbare ko
kisi jahannum mein phenk aaun
magar main phir sochta hun yaro
ki har mahine ki bis tariKH hi se kahti hai dil ki dhaDkan
ki hath roko
zaruraton ki rida sameTo
nahin to chadar se panw bahar nikal paDenge
ye mashware dil ke hon to socho
naya makan kis tarah banega
nahin nahin main nahin giraunga shahryaron ke is khanDar ko
ki sar chhupane ke waste ab kahin jagah bhi na mil sakegi
ye mera kamra
mere buzurgon ka ek tohfa
main is ka waris ye mera waris