I reside between your breaths

to stay peacefully

The efforts you made will speak what you achieved,And all will go down in history as your deliverers.The number of grievers who attend will showHow popular you were and what they remember;Dust will settle down soon and stealth will all know,Your goodness to others will only be cinders.Don’t endure rigidity in your affairs and dealingsThis…

garden as I wish to accumulatescent of nature, smile of flowersbuzzing of bees, wind passing leaves.Take me from river bankI will capture the sound of waterfish jumping up and downwaves of happiness.Take me from street whereorphans are playing in mudbeggars are struggling to smudgehopes are crawling in pains.Take me from from big marketWith full of…

It was like blessings in disguiseHence ‘Corona’ came to show our real worth

समुंदर में उठती लहरेंपत्तों से गुज़रती हवाएंपहाड़ों से गुज़रते पंछीतुम मेरी बाँहों में इस तरह से समाती हो जैसेतालाब में मछलियांकाँटों पे फूलदातों के बीच ज़बानऔर हम साथ साथ ऐसेहैं जैसेज़मीनऔर आसमानरेत और रेगिस्तानऔर हमारी ज़िन्दगी ऐसी है जैसेदो जिस्म और एक जानसिर्फ तुम और मैThis is a translation of the poemI Reside Between Your…

like moonlight at night

reward on my head

my ears listen songs

after hurricane

हिंदी रूपांतरण – मुहम्मद आसिम नेहल द्वाराये मानव शारीर एक विश्राम गृह हैहर सुबह कोई न कोई नया यात्री यहाँ आता हैकभी ख़ुशी, कभी निराशा, कभी नीचता,कुछ क्षणिक जागरूकता एक अप्रत्याशितमेहमान के रूप में आती हैसभी का स्वगत और सत्कार करोभले ही वो दुखों के रेले होंजो अचानक किसी तूफ़ान की तरह आये औरआपका हौसला…

Time said to me; come and walk with me.The one who never understood me nor became mine,why do my heart still desire for them.And then my heart fell for it,Where only fire dwell for everThere is neither respite nor solaceall nothingness to dwell in.

to go to palace

Lark in sky with the breakage of dawnMerrily, merrily welcome songWind passing rustling leavesSound of flute here and there,Flying birds chirping and whistlingLinnets of green grass playing with dewdropsSunflowers lift their golden blossoms to the skyA beetle runs on the purple flowerCaterpillar eats arum liliesAnd, little ButterflyAccidentally sat on his poem bookAfter a few minutes…

He dared not to ask for an invitationIn deep thoughts he left me alone.

my silence untamed

lotus, in still pond

jack sings birthday song