Khauf Ka Sauda

Umar bhar khayali bhooton se agar main na darta, Toh shayad zindagi ka har lamha khul kar jeeta. Na tha woh dar jo roke raah meri, Par har soch mein thi ek silsila andheri. Khuda mein kya yaqeen se jeeta, Jab har dua mein bhi darr ka saaya rehta. Kaid kiya gaya tha mujhe andaz-e-jeene mein, Khud se bhi milne ka haq tha bas seene mein. Jitna mujhe daraya gaya — wo kuch bhi nahi tha, Magar us darr ne hi toh mujhe kuch banaya tha. Jo socha gaya tha ke toot jaunga main, Wahi soch ke aage, main khud ko paaya tha main. Khauf ka yeh sauda mehnga zaroor tha, Par is mein chhupa ek naya noor tha. Main darta raha, is liye main chalta raha, Jab samjha darr ko — tabhi main badalta raha.