Jeev Jantu
andheray main hum gaaeb ho jaatay hain, asli praani
sheeshay main hamari cHaaya, nakli praani
jeev jantu aur praphulat (Heidegger) , praani aur
kuch bhi nahin (Sartre) - - kaun praani asli se bhaD kar hai?
akela rehna bilkul theek nahin: is liyay
akelapan asleeat ki jaanch hai
raatoN bhar main mohabbat main khoob doob gaya, ya thoDa sa dooba
khoob nahin - - ek baar asli, doosri baar nakli praani
badal, barf, ajgar ka saans paani par
uDta dhooaN aag par - - hain lakshan asli praani k
shaanti aur baD kar aur shaanti, aur ujjala taallay main
andar bund hua - -donoN asli aur nakli praani k roop hain
hona zindgi ki kirya hai, aur main hai is ki sangya -
ya sarvnaam, un k liyay jo baD kar asli hain
main hoon, main thaa, apne andar main ne jhaanka
aur kuch bhi spasht na dekh saka: sub se baD kar asli praani hoon.
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Stanley Plumly
WIGHT
In the dark we disappear, pure being.
Our mirror images, impure being.
Being and becoming (Heidegger) , being and
nothingness (Sartre) - which is purer being?
Being alone is no way to be: thus
loneliness is the test of pure being.
Nights in love I fell too far or not quite
far enough- one pure, one impure being.
Clouds, snow, mist, the dragon's breath on water,
smoke from fire- a metaphor's pure being.
Stillness and more stillness and the light locked
deep inside- both pure and impure being.
Is is the verb of being, I the noun-
or pronoun for the purists of being.
I was, I am, I looked within and saw
nothing very clearly: purest being.
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