Judaaee
Teri judaaee
mere andar se aisay nikli
jaisa dhaga sooee k andar se nikalta hai
jo kuch bhi main ab karta hoon
is k rung se sila hota hai.
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Separation
BY W. S. MERWIN
Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.
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