How these unfulfilled dreams went under the carpet
Had they come true my life would have been different
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Original Poem Sonnet Lxxii
हे प्रिये, ये दुनिया तुमसे क्या सुनना चाहेगी अबकौन सी योग्यता थी मुझमे, कि मृत्यु के बाद भीतुम प्यार करती रहो अब भूल भी जाना धीरे से मुझेमुझमे एसी कोई योग्यता नहीं जिसे तुम साबित करोबल्कि किसी झूठ के सहारे से तुम ऐसा कर पाओजब कि मै खुद किसी मरुस्थल की तरह जीवन भर रहाऔर…
I sell my dreams to the lights of the day
Some returns with honors and some for fine-tuningNevertheless I get encouragement to pursue more.Like bait thrown in a river or pond to catch a fish,I let my ideas to go and hit the target.Luck swings like pendulumBetween success and failureAnd I get inspiration to see more dreamsResults are pushed to secondarywith every single step is…
Placing my hands up
for this soulful journeyto be as valuable and inspiringas the the fragrance of Roseas the flowing of Riveras the plummeting of Candleas vast as the Sky.
the mangled lamb must
will infect others
two trees meet as one
through an empty branchover water and oars dripas they transcended darkness
raced across meadow
little porcupine