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Before being wife and husband, we had met
in our town like two suns we had sat together
in an alien home
We had melted in each other’s glow
into each other we had leapt
like the boisterous bubbling rivers
In your forehead and mine,
a third eye had opened up
That was the day of our birth
Then one morning you sent a message
Asking for my head
And I had given away
(the head you were to place atop your torso
amidst public gaze)
Two suns sat on a bough one of whom we had
shooed away in tow
From this confluence we had maimed,
bobbed and uprooted a river
the rivers recoiled as shrunken wells
that was the day of our death-knells.
From that day to this we move around
Like a burning pyre of the dead
On the branches of this burning tree
never once did a bird alight
In the glowing shadow of a burning tree
wayfarers no longer found respite
Today, once again, I’ve received your message
And I cannot understand
how would the two well
engage in a conversation?
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jadoN pati patni toN pehlaN, asiN miley saaN
apnay shehar paraaye ghar wich dou sooraj mill ke
baiThey saaN.
ikk doojay de chaan'an de wich pighal gaye saaN
ubhall rahe dareyaawaN wangooN ikk doojay wich
uchhall gaye saaN
tere mere ikk maThay wich teeji akh udai hoi si
us din saada janam divas si.
phir ikk din tooN bhaij sunehaN maithoN mera sir
mangeya si
main ditta si
(iss sir nu tooN duniya saahweiN apnay dharh utte rakhna si)
Daali te dou sooraj baiThay, ikk nu aap uDaa ditta si
Iss sangam choN ikk dareya nu
LunjhNaN bucha putt liya si
Dareya sungaRh ke khooh hoye
Uss din kiss da marn divas si?
uss din toN ajj din takk doweiN siway waang turday phirday haaN
agan-birchh de taahnaN uppar kade koi panchhi na baiTha
agan-birch di chaan'an-chhaaweiN koi musafir
baiTh na sakkey..
ajj phir tera suneha mileya mainu, mainu kujh vi samjh na ayea
dou khoohaN di ikk doojay de
naal guftogoo keekan howe? |