بچپن

I've been lookin for this poem for quite a while. I knew it was posted on Faiza Bhati's website, but the URL that I had for her website was givin me 404. Fortunately I got the correct URL from her Orkut profile... anyhow... ever since i read this one, it's touched me... and i would like to put it up here...


بچپن



بچپن کے دکھ کتنے اچھے ہوتے تھے
تب تو صرف کھلونے ٹوٹا کرتے تھے

وہ خوشیاں بھی کیسی خوشیاں تھیں
تتلی کے پر نوچ کے اچھلا کرتے تھے

پاوں مار کے خود بارش کے پانی میں
اپنی کشتی آپ ڈبویا کرتے تھے

اب سوچیں تو چوٹ سی پڑتی ہے دل پر
آپ بنا کر آپ گھروندے توڑا کرتے تھے

چھوٹے تھے تو مکر و فریب بھی چھوٹے تھے
دانہ ڈال کر چڑیا پکڑا کرتے تھے

اپنے جل جانے کا احساس نہ تھ
جلتے ہوے شعلوں کو چھیڑا کرتے تھے

خوشبو کے اڑتے ہی کیوں مرجھایا پھول
کتنے بھولےپن سے پوچھا کرتے تھے

آج وہی تعبیریں لہو رلاتی ہیں
بچپن میں جو سپنے دیکھا کرتے تھے

اب تو آنسو بھی رسوا کر جاتا ہے
بچپن میں جی بھر رویا کرتے تھے

Comments

Asma said…
Assaalm o alykum w..w!

Oh ... this is one nazm i've loved a lot ... and seems like whole blogging fraternity is after it :) as you are the 5-th or 6th who had posted it :)

wassalam!!!
5/25/2005 12:42 PM
FurSid said…
no no no.. i posted it first! :p then ejaz read it ... afterall credit goes to that friend i've quoted... :) i read it first at her site..

anyways it's a nice poem.. so it's good to be sharing
5/25/2005 12:52 PM
Asma said…
well not actually :) i posted it way back in ... let me see .... :)

hmm date is november 30th 2004 .. i won :)
5/28/2005 3:37 PM
FurSid said…
oh.. well.. eheh.. okay.. u won :p maene to apnay friend ke page se copy mari thee.. anyway.. nazm bohat achi hae.. touchy one...
5/30/2005 3:04 PM
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