the story of life
embedded in glances
who other than you
can decipher nuances?
in your language, I did
dream over the years
piercing pain, shattered bits
cannot stop flowing tears
we try to reach a pact in
the first night away from you
half-open peeps can’t count
ensuing aeons of blues
silence is their language
not asking – second nature
pulling out if unwanted
sacrificing, accepting failure.
Translated from Hindi – Original work by hecblogger (Amit Agrawal) at
खामोश निगाहें
Those who understand Hindi must read the original piece.
