ऋतुओं के थपेड़े सर्दियों की सिहरन सिहर जायेगी हमारे रिश्ते की रूहानी गर्माहट निखर जायेगी क्या हुआ रहने को बसर नहीं दिल हमारे तो घर हैं इक दूजे को संभाले बसेरे की ललक बिसर जायेगी अश्क आँखों मेँ झलके बताते हमारी मिल्कियत इन नमकीन समुंदरों मेँ मधुरता उभर जायेगी देव दैत्यों से उपेक्षित होकर भी निस्पृह है ‘शिवेश’ अभावों की मुर्दनी हटा ज़िंदादिली पसर जायेगी क्रंदन हमारा रोग नहीं प्रखर मौन भी ताकतवर यदि उठेगा तांडव ऋचा जीने की लहर लायेगी
Come and meet me in chamber of death where the tempest comes every night. I start disrobing the anger to find the eye of the moon. Where do I get that ink that writes an unwritten poem on water of
The moral dilemma was unlearning. less than truth. Downgrading the- branded witch. Vaccine was spawning new virus. O Buddha, why did you started looking beautiful and began sitting in a living room? Trailing the smoke I was going to find
(as imagined by this lumpenproletariat) When no bigger then innocuous, ho hum, happy go lucky generic black whole sonny and cher full pinhead size zit, thine pluperfect promising mysterious seat of pants whodunnit wordlessly wise wedded waywardness writ partly apportioned,
Addiction to harmless Is accepted Addiction to harmful Is not advisable Addiction is submission Which involves Imaginations Addition is Pollution Which involves Revolution Addition is attraction Which involves Affection Addition is a fiction Which involves Correction Addition is a caution
Prevaricated Forth Write Declaration! As most every girl and boy taught back in the day, or more recently going to Zerns, a golden age of story telling, when rapt listening ears willingly leant eager attention to a riveting speaker such
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