zindagi ke har pal
ajnabi lahar ki
muskan vora
namkin gharai halchal
maut ke samundar me
ek bund pani bhi
sagar kehelati hai
zjindagi pine se
har pal lahar ho jata hai.
each and every moment of life
is nothing but a unique confluence
of exotic ripples borne smiles and tears;
in the vast ocean of death
even a drop of water is a part of sea!
once life is consumed to the lees
each and every moment in it
turns itself a self-willed ripple!
Let me admit that my knowledge in Hindi is very poor. I`m just trying to learn it. Please forgive the mistakes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
English version is nice in hindi you have to rethink