ढूँढता हूँ

This I wrote like few months ago. Just wrote 4 lines; thought I would add more lines in future, but could never do so. As said by some great lady (name doesn't matter, as its poem that makes a poet and not the vice-versa), a poet catches the poem flowing through air and it's never easy to catch that poem again. Though calling myself poet would be derogatory to the real poets, but still. Sorry for such a big introduction for just 4 lines of poem.

कांटो की चुभन से डरता हूँ
जलते हुए ख्वाईशो से लड़ता हूँ
दर्द-ऐ-जुबा दोनों की सुनता हूँ
आहो में जीने की आस ढूँढता हूँ