CHoti Surgery K Baad
patti badaltay huay
lagta hai jaisay
miray hamesha k lover ki tarah
mera jism muje ab pehli baar
dhokha de raha hai
lagta hai jaisay
kisi lambi yatra main train main baitha yaatri
sunta hai conductor ki pehlay aanay waalay station ki awaaz
mera jism ab muje waisay pukaar raha hai
lagta hai jaisay
mira jism darpoki aur chalaaki main
muje waaday de raha hai
jaantay huay jhooth bol raha hai
Linda Pastan:
After Minor Surgery
this is the dress rehearsal
when the body
like a constant lover
flirts for the first time
with faithlessness
when the body
like a passenger on a long journey
hears the conductor call out
the name
of the first stop
when the body
in all its fear and cunning
makes promises to me
it knows
it cannot keep
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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