No body can be more handsome than you
You stand for hours before mirrors to admire your beauty
No body can be wiser than you
I fear I will fall sick
Bedridden, will lose my work
Who'll feed me, my family, my children
Every time they write a poem
They need a bunch of sycophants
Flatterers, ass kissers
backscratchers, bootlickers, fawners
In your ignorant early years
you begin to think that
all poetry written in English is great
and poetry in your own language is third rate.
jab main kehti hoon
main tum se pyaar karti hoon
lafz mere dil se aate hain
tum mere pass nahin ho
mera dil dukhi hai
mere hont akele hain
Flowers are blown in winds
Duckweed without roots
Floats in water.
A girls leans against the window
I love you
because you're beautiful
your brown big eyes
tum mujhe apne khoon main zinda rehne do
tum mujhe apni ankhoN main nachne aur ganay ki ijazat do
A couple at breakfast - no eye to eye contact, full silence.
The teacher enters the classroom. Shouts: silence, silence. No more talking.