HOW CAN BE IT DEFINED?

 

HOW CAN BE IT DEFINED

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What is it

That links us.

Wetness of flour is never definite

Perhaps there are techniques of mending it

Even after flour getting wet.

This moonlight had once diffused in

Pitch black nights

I am still bathing in it 

And you, too.

Pale grass, peeping out of stones

On receiving a bit of wind and azure

Turns lush green

।I am aghast at daring attitude of rivers

In extremely narrow and curved routes

Their flow becomes even faster

And, then, while merging into sea 

Just observe how their arms are stretched

Gone are the days 

When stones tested love

Since then, enough water has flown in rivers 

Presently, for examining an established love 

Time tries hand at new tactics.

Often time challenges love

In my neighbourhood,

 Emptying canisters of kitchen

Beats these

Often, he fondly invites love

Showing a piece of romantic moments

Around which he has spread

A net composed of tears

At times,  allures and makes sit 

A love on his shoulders

And, then races so fast that

Hands slip from hands 

In the past, stones of objections hurdled love 

Presently, love is confronted with mountains of adversities.

                

TRANSLATED BY RAJNI CHHABRA