source Ever since I have gained consciousness of existence, I have moulded myself in this grey wilderness with the determination to live! Years ago in the tired womb I had taken shape My body was untied

source He who has just woken up early in the morning Safe from a night's sleep Seeing with satisfaction That the world is intact in his eyes Where it was left out At the last turn in the newspaper Flipping

source You are the basis of my existence Half strength,Half weakness The basis of life's essence You are the soft soil spread In the open pond Swelling like raw grass The fragrance of greenery blooming

source You wait in an unknown joy and excitement Climbing the wall of the house all around On the path that opens ahead The unblinking eyes remain stuck The imprint of the familiar footprints Remains in

source When I am here, In your eyes I am living somewhere else too Remaining in someone's memories Perhaps that is where I get energy In this tiring journey of life Again new enthusiasm It comes like a

source What is broken inside? Something has broken and scattered somewhere inside My heart has become bloodied The pain has reached the limit of being expressed, And has stopped I have to keep smiling

source With the passing of years I often remember her calls I remember her wet eyes which used to remain like clouds in the harsh sunlight Amid sandy roads and incomplete flights Now only the memory of

source If I ever kissed the petals of someone's lips If I ever kissed the clouds of someone's eyes How can someone's love be a sin for me just because of this? How can someone's heaven be a curse on me

source These evenings, all the evenings... In which I remembered you in fear In which my restless heart wandered like a thirsty shell In anticipation of who is coming These evenings Do they have no meaning?

source How beautiful you look when you become sad! As if in a pink world, Around a desolate ruin, The intoxicating moonlight awakens! You cover your face with your despair As if the clouds are setting

source Early in the morning, the sun asked Tell me where you spent the night Did some composition come and whisper in my ears Or did I hear some sound of new feelings Was there any thought Which took away

source If a bright wet cloud comes and leans on my shoulder then you tell me whether I should live that wetness or let my body and mind burn? I keep hiding my thirst from the clouds, from the river water

source Although I have accepted the invitation But still I will not be able to come It is not in my power to become a flower, to bloom and wither There is no such abode in front of which I cannot walk

source Who imposes such fanciful dreams in our sleepy eyes we experience in reality The cruel reality of the world Going two steps ahead of that Who weaves our dreams Why doesn't we want That even for

source How can I call you now? Now you have built a new world of your own You have dedicated your existence to it And have included someone in your world I know You have happily accepted all this But I

source Oh dear! People talk to me about you Your beauty, your behavior And your smile! They point out, All the possibilities of companionship and harmony between us They want a relationship of lifelong

source Don't look at me smiling like this Like ice, my heart will melt The beauty of the moon has descended on the face The redness of the sun on the silky cheeks The body is like a flowing river Your

source You feel like the rays of the dawn in the night You feel like the touch of soft cotton from the rays You feel like the touch of a folk song Folk song, which has the fragrance of love Salute love

source I accept even those winds Which give you cold And burn me But these winds do not know that There is a volcano in me There is a Himalaya of cold in you I have erupted many times, But you have never

source You must remember dear When you had winked with your eyes Then I had turned the reins of the winds, Mixed the mountains into dust, Created a new sky on their heads, Gave the desired speed to the