Under one canopy of Us,
We sheltered our love
Against the shards of clouds
That fermented upon us, time and again..
Half wet, half dry
Naked eyes, traveled beyond
The known and unknown
This rain dropp on my lip, reminds me again..
The dried tears are safely stored
Somewhere in the contours of my soul
Wrapped mildly into your memories
They whisper to me, in silent verses.
The dampened stirrings of my love
Are still there, somewhere
In my abode of your heart,
Some creases would still be left..
Can you bring that back to me,
My love, that belonged to me?
' Ek akeli chattri me jub,
Adhi adhi bheeg rahe hai..
Adhe geele adhe sookhe,
Sookha man toh mai leke ayi thi..
Par geela man shayad bistar ke paas pada hai..
Wo bhijwa do, ,
Mera vo saaman,
Lauta do..'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, really liked it. Good write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, The Indian way.