Kundan Ahuja

She walks with the Wind
Leaving me all alone.
I try to follow her-
But in vain.
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As I sit here,
Under the Mahua Tree,
I see the leaves falling-
With the wind blowing.
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I wish I could-
Go back in time
And enjoy every moment
I spent with you.
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Wherever you are,
I hope you are merry;
Playing on a guitar-
A tune, as sweet as cherry.
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Everything that I see today
Has turned into a thing beautiful
Opposite of the sky- gray
Into a thing more suitable.
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Tell me what is more beautiful
The top of a mountain,
Which is the origin of a river; or
The terrace of a skyscraper
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She decides to Die
Under the sky;
For she feels worthless
As her life has turned into a mess.
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The dates escape my memories,
But I clearly remember, that then,
We had only eight or nine years of experience.
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Everyone wants happiness,
For they think they deserve it;
As their life is experiencing steadiness,
And sadness is a misfit.
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How beautiful is the moon!
Like a white balloon.
It stands still with the stars;
In the smoky sky, puffed by cigars.
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