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Monday 30 November 2015

सिलसिला


मुसलसल
है एक सिलसिला
तन्हाइयों का

Key:
मुसलसल = continuous


शायद


देखो सुबह
शायद मुस्कुराये
मेरा भी दिन

बे-लगाम


वहाँ पे तिल
ये दिल बे-लगाम
हुआ गुलाम

Meditate


Love is in the air
But so is smog
And dust and noise and CO2
Meaningless campaigns
Dull cartoons Blunt advices
Obscene jokes Political wars
Pierce through eyes, ears, nose
Oh give me a break
In silence let me meditate.


Note: This poem was published in the literary journal Muse India


Sunday 29 November 2015

Stigmata


So what if the clouds are grey
The shining stars shimmer through,
A distant violin weeps
In the eerie silence..
A spotless white buck sits
On the nose of a pitch dark boar
And devours burning charcoal..
Birds are shivering of the icy river
And a crocodile swims in my hot soup..
Some pages of a half burnt book
Flutter in my hollow vacuum
Stigmata!


Note: This poem was published in the literary journal Muse India

Wednesday 11 November 2015

Marzipan


Fish-pigeon-lion-goat
No blood, no dispute;
Sweet   they   remain
Deewali      marzipan.

Friday 6 November 2015

प्यास


ख़ुश्क हो चले
थरथराते होंठ
किसी प्यास में

Tuesday 3 November 2015

अक्सर..


मेरा होना है
तुम्हारी हँसी की रौशनी,
तुम्हारा होना
मेरे अँधेरे की उदासी;
मेरा अँधेरा तुम्हारी रौशनी को
ढँक लेता है अक्सर.

Your mirth is a light caused by my presence (in your life)
Your absence (in my life) is my darkest gloom
(your) light is often overpowered by (my) darkness...

(The happy moments are mostly shadowed by sad ones)