Stolen Moments (Chori K Lamhay) , A Seductive Poem By Kim Addonizio In Hindi/Urdu Translation Poem by Ravi Kopra

Jo kuch hua, sirif ek baar hi hua.
Meri hamaari yaadoN main ab ye hai bassa -
sangtray ko us ne kaata:
cHilkay waisay k waisay rahay aur chaakoo bhi raha waisa
thandi fanniaN mere moonh main aaeeN, fir us k moonh main
hamaaray cheroN k beech siraf ek patli si cHilli
sookhsham sangtra, jeeb, fir sangtra, meri vastr heenta, us ki heenta,
aur fir us ne muje fridge pe dakail diya - -

Aaj main fir se mehsoos kar rahi hoon us k haath
us ki si chummi jo khshan bhar k liyay hi thee
magar kaafi thee bijli ki taraha chalti hui
jo mere sar main ja paunchi aur chamkati rehi.
Mohabbat be-reham hai. Kaisay ye aati hai
kaisay jagmagaati rehti hai. Stove k paas
hum ne sangtraya khaya. Wahan neelay rung
lohit k phool mez par thay. Aur hum free thay.

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Stolen Moments

What happened, happened once. So now it's best
in memory—an orange he sliced: the skin
unbroken, then the knife, the chilled wedge
lifted to my mouth, his mouth, the thin
membrane between us, the exquisite orange,
tongue, orange, my nakedness and his,
the way he pushed me up against the fridge-
Now I get to feel his hands again, the kiss
that didn't last, but sent some neural twin
flashing wildly through the cortex. Love's
merciless, the way it travels in
and keeps emitting light. Beside the stove
we ate an orange. And there were purple flowers
on the table. And we still had hours.

-Kim Addonizio