हवा का एक झोंका...

वो ख़लिश वो तपिश वो जुत्सजू
नहीं रही
एक बेसाख्ता सा झोंका
सब कुछ भुला गया.

वो ख़्वाब वो रंग वो ख़ुशबू
नहीं रही
एक बेसाख्ता सा झोंका
सब उड़ा ले गया.

वो ख्वाहिश वो तमन्ना वो आरज़ू
नहीं रही
एक बेसाख्ता सा झोंका
सब कुछ मिटा गया.

वो हसरतें जो झेल चुकी थीं
तूफाँ कई-कई
एक बेसाख्ता सा झोंका
उन्हें साथ ले गया.

Translation:
A blast of wind...

The severity the warmth the yearning
are no more as they used to be
an abrupt gust of wind
took everything along.

The dreams the colours the fragrance
are no more as they used to be
an abrupt gust of wind
flew everything along.

The craving the desire the hope
are no more as they used to be
an abrupt gust of wind
erased everything along.

The inclination which had withstood
many adversities since long
is no more as it used to be
a sudden blast of wind
took everything along.