एक नन्ही आफ़रीन सी चिड़ियाँ, मेरे घर में बना रही है घर अपना, उसके जाये मेरे आँगन में खेलते है, उन्हें देख वो मुसल्सल उड़ती है, हस्ती है, मैं बंद कमरे के जंगलें से उन्हें देखता हूँ, तुझे याद करता हूँ, सोचता हूँ, हम भी ऐसे हंस सकते थे, उड़ सकते थे|
Infinite sorrow gathers on one shore, something is over, something is about to begin, Between sorrow and hope, silence dissolves in the air, hides the noise inside, my atheist mind tells me at that time, here he is, On the banks of the Ganges, he is
Land Shiva, let me be aware of truth, For truth is all I seek, Bles me with information.. For success thrives on it, I will attain peace one day, For death is inevitable, As of today, choose me, For I stand strong, alone, aloof & erect Oh Lord, choose me for the highest of the …
ONE DAY IN THE MIDWINTER Through THE cold And Serene breeze, At a coffee shop ONE day, I will be waiting for you, We WILL MEET AND we will talk about these days.
Rain wears down dust from Leaves, pains from my heart, Wind blows, I hear a severe sound of leaves moving, It is not quiet, it is peaceful, In peace, I smile, my heart rests.
