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A walk

hand in hand



a sleep that

rests on shoulder

a sweetness that we share

a frown that you care

our voices so still

that heartbeats come to living…

no matter how and where and why I am,

will not stop loving…


Happiness is cherished with you,

you know about my tears too,

days sometimes are black

I hopefully can hold myself back,

I just count my days dear,

hours with you will be many more

o please..!!

hold me, hug me so near to you

so that every breath,

every thought

starts thanking you,

for I promise that a bigger promise

is waiting,

will not….


A whisper I hear,

a call so dear,

an hour much awaited

when another year adds to you again,

may the smile remains the same,

and happiness lifelong blooms,

and may everything you touch

always experiences unfading spring

will not ever…




Come to me…

A promise I can make

That you shall never be awake alone

When stars go dim

By your window,

Come to me… I’ll hold you tight

And never let you go….



A promise that

You’ll never see the ground

N heavenly blues

Would become ‘your’ color

For everyday…

Come to me… for I make you a home

Worth a whole world of promises…

Days and times when

Life outruns you,

A mere thought would

Put forth a bridge

Where I am there to

Leap you out…

A promise that

All the promises will be kept

A promise that

That it’ll be most kept and said

When least needed

Come to me…

For I promise that

Souvenirs of our good memories

Will always be kept deep

And never forgotten…

मैं हर बार हाथ बढाता हूँ

तुम हर बार मुझे झटक देती हो,

तुम्हें कैद नहीं करना चाहता

बस…. तुम्हें ओझल होते नहीं देख सकता।।



तुम तो इस जलसाग्र में तैरती

एक उन्मुक्त जलपरी की तरह हो,

मुझे किसी जाल की तरह मत समझो,

मैं तो इस संसार की जलविहीन ऊष्मा से

तुम्हें सहेज कर रखना चाहता हूँ,

पर तुम हो कि इस बहते जल मे

रुकना ही नहीं चाहतीं और मैं

बस…. तुम्हें धुंधलाते हुए देखता हूँ॥


तुम समुंदर का किनारा हो

मैं प्यासी लहर की तरह,

तुम्हें चूमने के लिये उठता हूँ

तुम तो चट्टान की तरह

वैसी ही खडी रहती हो,

और मैं हर बार तुम्हें

बस…. छू के लौट जाता हूँ॥

Away with your fictions of flimsy romance,

Those tissues of falsehood which folly has wove,

Give me the mild beam of soul breathing glance,

Or the rapture which dwells on the first kiss of love.

Your rhymers whose bosoms with fantasy glow,

Whose passions are made for the grove,

With what best inspiration my poems will flow,

Could you have ever tasted the first kiss of love.

I hate you, your cold compositions of art,

Though prudes may condemn and bigots reprove,

I quote those feelings which spring from heart,

Which throbe to delight to first kiss of love….

When chills the blood, when the pleasures are past,

Years will fleet away as if wings of dove,

The dearest remembrance will still be the last,

Coz our sweetest memorial will be the first kiss of love…. L L L

Fountains mingle with river,

And rivers with ocean,

The winds of love mix forever

With a sweet emotion;

Nothing in the world is single;

All things by a law divine

In one another mingle

Then why not I with thine?

See the mountains kiss heaven,

Waves clasp one another,

No sister flower should be forgiven,

If it disdained its brother;

The sunlight grips the earth

And moon beams kiss the sea;

What are all these kissings worth,

If you not kiss me?

I fear your kisses, gentle maiden,

You need not fear mine,

My spirit is deeply laden,

Even to bury thine. . . .

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