शनिवार, अप्रैल 21, 2012

Two seasons of life...


Oh ! my love,
to have you and to lose you
are like the two seasons
of the life...

as like the thirst and ocean
or  may perhaps be 
like the death and life...

the tradition has been prevailed
since the beginning of this universe
that on the palm of the life 
there are the lines of death
and always on the verge of the colourful  dreams
there is an existence of  darkness...

Oh ! my love
to have you and to lose you
are like the two seasons  
of the life...
-Firdaus Khan

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मंगलवार, अप्रैल 10, 2012

Fragrance of closeness…


In my book of life
there are so many pages of my past memories
being preserved
very carefully
as of date…


Some pages are endowed with
the fragrance of closeness
as if adorned on the palms
with soaked henna smells slowly...


More so
some pages engrossed by the dark night
of aloofness
sink into the fog of cool winter
like an apathetic calm evening…


Even today I have preserved
with utmost care
all those of my old memories
like someone keeps the holy books
at holy place in the home...
-Firdaus Khan




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