तुम्हारी एक किताब मेरे पास है
मृदु भावों से लिहसि पुती,
अक्षर रस अंकित संवाद,
अवसाद, अभिव्यंजना से लैस,
एक तरफ रखी सिमटी कोने में,
स्मृति-भर पर सार्थक मनोभाव है;
तुम्हारी एक किताब मेरे पास है ।
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Metamorphosis
Yesterday, she stretched her arms on the street freely as an eagle flexes its wings in the sky, Taking the whole well-deserving space; It's breast straight up and head proud. But today, as I was searching for a corner to hide from the rockets, I found her shrunken like a scorpion, hiding behind the closet; Clawed, defensive yet fearful. Tomorrow if we meet again, if only; She and I will find each other climbing walls and houses of other people, like two house lizards, in search of insects; Chirping only when its dark and lonely. ***
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