1
raat ko
mere badan k paas se
dus chaand nikaltay aa rahey hain
2
dhaag ko zakham ki yaad hai
zakham ko dard ki yaad hai
aur tum, fir se, ro rehi ho
3
jab hum dhoop main sair kartay hain
hamaari parcHaaeeaN
shaanti bhari baDi baDi kishtiaN si lagti hain
4
mera badan lait jaata hai
aur meri awaaz mere paas laiti hui
muj ko kuch kehnay lagti hai
5
chataan kitni mazay-daar hai
ye khulti hai
aur is k andar hum parvesh kartay hain
vaisay hi jaisay hum har raat
apnay andar parvesh kartay hain
6
jab main khiDki se
baat-cheet karta hoon to kehta hoon
har cheez main har cheez basi hui hai
7
mere paas chaabi hai
main darwaaza khol andar dakhil hota hoon
andar andhera hai, main aagay baDta hoon
aagay andha-dhund andhera hai, main aur aagay baDta hoon.
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SEVEN POEMS
1
At the edge
of the body's night
ten moons are rising.
2
A scar remembers the wound.
The wound remembers the pain.
Once more you are crying.
3
When we walk in the sun
our shadows are like barges of silence.
4
My body lies down
and I hear my own
voice lying next to me.
5
The rock is pleasure
and it opens
and we enter it
as we enter ourselves
each night.
6
When I talk to the window
I say everything
is everything
7
I have a key
so I open the door and walk in.
It is dark and I walk in.
It is darker and I walk in.
MARK STRAND
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