Dubkiyan sindhu mein gota khor lagaata hai
ja ja kar khaali haath laut aata hai
Milte na sahaj hi moti paani mein
badta doogna utsaah issi hairaani mein
Mutthi uski khaali har baar nahi hoti
Asafalta ek chunauti hai sweekar karo
kya kami reh gayi dekho aur sudhaar karo
Can there be anything more lovely
Then the beauty of a tree?
Her leaves shimmerin
Tera meri iss ujadi zindagi main aana,
Kaash koi shabd bayaan kar paate.
Par kya
Without Her
What of her glass without her? The blank grey
There where the pool is blind of the moon’s face.
Batter My Heart
Batter my heart, three person'd God; for, you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
Buhat Tamna Thi Kisi Ko Pany Ki,
Buht Tamna Thi Kisi Ka Hojany ki,
Pr Kia Pta Tha
