Delhi – Page 21 – Ankahi. Unsaid.

Grief

Like
an unspent tear
a broken star
a buried wish
a long lost friend
an unwritten verse
oil stain on a porous stone.
It never ends
Grief, it lingers.

ईश्वर के लिए सब काम आसान होते हैं
क्यूँकि, मुश्किल काम वो
मांओं के ज़िम्मे छोड़ देता है

ईश्वर आदतन आलसी है।

– रा

Flirtatious as they are, the
wicked damsels Madhu-Malti
lay bare their fragrant pink bosom
seducing the lone cloud in the blue sky.

हमरी अटरिया पे आजा रे सावंरिया
देखा देखी तनिक हो जाये

with its shrill cries a lapwing is calling for his lost mate and ignoring the moon

Flirtatious as they are
wicked damsels Madhu-Malti
lay bare their fragrant pink bosom
seducing the lone cloud in the blue sky.