‘Farq’ by Mr. Saba Rahim
Musafir ka kya hai wo to chalta hi jaata hai
Raaho’n par patther ka kya hai wo to mil hi jaata hai
Musafir thokar khaata hai girta hai fir sambhal hi jaata hai
Ye patther bhi ajeeb hi hai kahin na kahin se chala hi aata hai
Hairani to is baat ki nahi k ye patther mere raaste pe kyun hain
Ye raaste to mere jaane pahchaane hain
Fir ye patther aankhon se ojhal kyun ho jaate hain?
Ya ye patther bhi apne jaane pahchane hain?
Hmm! Agar jaane pahchane hain to fir, hamein thokar kyun milta h?
Kuch to bade hain jo dikh jate hain, unse kya dar!
Aur kuch chhote hain jo dikhte nahi par gira zaroor jaate hain
Zaroori nahi, har din girta rahun, sambhalta rahun aur thokar milti rahe
Chalo Saba inse bach kar nikalna seekhte hain
Aakhir tumhe manzil tak pahuchna hai
Nice poem