"It seems to me I am trying to tell you a dream-making a vain attempt, because no relation of a dream can convey the dream sensation, that commingling of absurdity, surprise,, and bewilderment in a tremor of struggling revolt, that notion of being captured by the incredible which is of the very essence of dreams. No, it is impossible, it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one's existence-that which makes its truth, its meaning-its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. We live, as we dream-alone".
------------- Joseph Conrad in "Heart of Darkness"


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Feb 13, 2014

Two poems with two facets of love.



Happy Valentine's Day!

1. प्रेम
******

ज़रा सी जगह
ज़रा सी रौशनी में
बहुत बहुत नम किसी कोने
क़िरमिज़ी किरणों का रंग लिए
खिलते हैं कनेर के फूल
हवा में घुलता
मिट्टी तक फैलता जाता
लाल रंग...

1. Love
****

In a little, moist corner,
under scant sunshine,
the scarlet Keli flowers bloom.

Hue of crimson,
diffuses in the air,
spreads on the earth....

2. प्रतीक्षा
******
गुल-ए-सुर्खी सी तेरी याद थी
ओठों पर उग आयी काँटों की चुभन
दिल अम्ल का रिसता झरना
गलती रही इच्छाएं...

2. Lull
***
His reminiscence is like a crimson rose,
whose pricks unceasingly emerge on my lips.
My heart a rivulet of acid,
where my desires dissolve one by one...