MISTAKE

MISTAKE

You were
Destined to be line
On my palm.
God, mistakenly
Drew it, on palm of
Some body else.

Penance of this  mistake
Of God, God knows
We will bear
For how many
Life spans.


A poem originally composed in Panjabi by Dr. Amarjeet Kaunke and translated by me into English, with his consent.

RAJNI CHHABRA

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