Maan Dua Karti Hui Khwaab Mein Aa Jaati Hai


Labo Par Uske Kabhi Baddua Nahi Hoti
Bas Ek Maan Hai Jo Kabhi Khafa Nahi Hoti

Is Tarah Mere Gunaahon Ko Wo Dho Deti Hai,
Maa Bahut Gusse Mein Hoti Hai To Ro Deti Hai

Maine Rote Hue Ponchhe The Kisi Din Aansoo
Muddaton Maa Ne Nahi Dhoya Dupatta Apna

Abhi Zinda Hai Maa Meri Mujhe Kuchh Bhi Nahi Hoga,
Main Jab Ghar Se Nikalta Hoon Dua Bhi Saath Chalti Hai

Jab Bhi Kashti Meri Sailaab Mein Aa Jaati Hai
Maa Dua Karti Hui Khwaab Mein Aa Jaati Hai

Aye Andhere Dekh Le Munh Tera Kaala Ho Gaya,
Maa Ne Aankhein Khol Di Ghar Mein Ujaala Ho Gaya

Meri Khwaahish Hai Ki Main Phir Se Farishta Ho Jaun
Maan Se Is Tarah Liptun Ki Bachcha Ho Jaun

‘Munawwar’ Maa Ke Aage Yun Kabhi Khulkar Nahi Rona
Jahan Buniyaad Ho Itni Nami Achhhi Nahi Hoti

Lipat Jaata Hoon Maa Se Aur Mausi Muskurati Hai,
Main Udru Mein Ghazal Kehta Hoon Hindi Muskrati Hai

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Posted on August 27, 2012, in Poetry Collection. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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