درخت میرے دوست — ثروت حسین

Darakht mere dost

Darakht! mere dost
Tum mil jaate ho kisi na kisi mod par
Aur aasaan kar dete ho safar
Tumhare pair ki ungliyan
Jami rahein pataal ke bhedon par
Qaim rahe mere dost
Tumhare tane ki matanat aur quwwat
Dhoop aur barish tumhein apne tohfon se nawazti rahe
Tum bahut pur-waqaar aur saada ho
Mere thaile ko jaanna chahte ho
Zaroor.... yeh lo main use kholta hoon
Rotiyan duayein aur nazmein
Mere paas is se zyada kuch nahin
Ek shayar ke paas is se zyada kuch nahin hota
Dost dukh dena tum ne seekha hi nahin
Tum ne na to mujh se shayari ka matlab poocha
Aur na kabhi mere mutaaley par shak kiya
Aisa hi hona chahiye doston ko
Agar mere paas ek aur zindagi hoti to
To main apni pehli zindagi tumhari jadon par guzaar deta
Magar main ghar se khandaan bhar khushiyon ke liye nikla hoon
Aur wahan mera intezaar kiya ja raha hai
Tum ne mere dost
Haan tum ne
Bahut kuch sikhaya hai mujhe
Masalan zameen aur aasmani bijli
Aur hawa
Aur intezaar
Aur doosron ke liye zinda rehna
Bahut qeemati hain yeh baatein
Main kya de sakta hoon is fayyazi ka jawab
Mere paas tumhare liye
Ek roti aur dua hai
Roti: Tumhari cheentiyon ke liye
Dua tumhare aakhri din ke liye
Mujhe maloom hai tum ne kulhadi ke musaafe
Aur aari ki hansi se kabhi khauf nahin khaya
Magar tum rok nahin sakte inhein
Koi bhi nahin rok sakta
Khuda kare
Khuda kare tumhari shakhon se ek jhonpdi banai jaaye
Bazoon ke ghere mein na aane wale tumhare
Tane ki lakdi
Bahut kaafi hai
Do pahiyon aur ek kashti ke liye
Dost: Hum phir milenge
Musafir aur chakda
Musafir aur kashti
Kahin na kahin hum phir ek saath honge
Kahin na kahin
Ek saath.... hum saamna karenge
Hawa ka aur raaston ka
Masarrat aur maut ka....