The flames grow thick leaving behind the smoke and dust
Fragrance is spread by those who keep check on their desires
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जब भी हम गुलाबों से घिरे होते हैं
जो कभी झाड़ियों के भीतर शांति से रहती थीआज हमारे पाँव की जूतियों तले चुरमुरते हुए दिखती हैंThis is a translation of the poemIn The Storm Of RosesbyIngeborg Bachmann
The buds of wishes have grown and became flowers, now.
What my mind conceived and heart did not endorseHas remained like a storybook in shelf, now.The waves of my youth life that reached its zenithHas started to calm down year by year, now.The inner voice of my conscienceHas become an unsolved question, now.The stroke of my pen produced a poetryLike the Taj Mahal, a symbol…
रहती थी जो सदा संग मेरे, सुख में और दुःख में
चमकती थी रौशनी बन, आँखों के दायरों मेंआज छोड़ गयी वो मुझे, इन वीरान सफर की राहों मेंकिस लिए चलाती थी मुझे, किसके लिए चलती थी?कैसा ये सफर था, कौन सी मंज़िल थी?कुछ अधूरे सवालों को दिए हाथो में मेरेआज गयी वो छोड़ कर मुझे, लड़ने अपने ख्यालों सेमिली रही मुझ से इतना फिर क्यों…
His innocent eyes are void of hate
He is still wondering!Why they are living here in Barrack No.69What happened to their luxurious house?With a big swimming poolAnd the sprawling lawn well maintainedWith a swing in centerResting on the two pillarsMade of teak wood andWhere are those colourful birds?Who must be giving them the seeds?And that little dog, jumping fromOne wall of the…
Walk under the umbrella of my blessings,
Do what ever you wish andexcel in what ever you doLife is too short to worry,hurry your worries to goStay cool and calm is all situations,keep patience don’t forgoFor my kids…..
on endless journey
mind say continuebody says tired now enoughparrot out of cage, can’t fly