Main raat ko
muhaane pe hi chhod aaya tha.
Baat poori ho gayi thi hamaari
Maine ujaale chune the
Raat naraaz hui thi.
Maine palat ke
dekha tak nahin tha.
Aaj
Phir se andhera chha raha hai
Usi muhaane pe
laut aaya hoon
main.
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- Kumar Anshul
- We think. Ideas sometime take the shape of poetry , sometime prose, sometime memory, and most of the time nothing. I stack nothings at Interface (my first blog). For prose, I try and capture them on ‘fiction-in-life’. Poems go in serching for rhythm. Jugalbandi with Piyush has a separate blog, and so has forwards. There are more things, more genres coming. What do I do with them? Start a new Blog page.
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