LOVE!!!

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jis ke liye hum jeete hain,
woh hum ko maar ke chala gaya

hum umar ke sapne le baithe,,,
woh raat guzaar ke chala gaya !

---daman
 28/11/2010

THE DIVALI NIGHT!

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       .... .... .....
       Dark night..
          I light the earthen lamp
          the whole night...
          on my doorstep !
       .... ..... ..... .....

       your name lights my being
          the whole night!

---daman
26/11/2010

.... .... .... ....
ਮਸਿਆ  ਦੀ ਰਾਤ ,
ਦੀਵਾ ਬਾਲਾਂ
ਸਰਦਲਾਂ 'ਤੇ 
.... .... ....
ਹੋਠਾਂ ਉੱਤੇ ਆਵੇ  ਤੇਰੀ ਬਾਤ


---ਦਮਨ
੨੬/੧੧/੨੦੧੦
दीवाली
.... ..... .....
मसिया दी रात
दीवा बालां
सरदला 'ते
.... .... ....
होठा उत्ते आवे तेरी बात !


---दमन
२६/११/२०१०         

SPRING !

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SPRING!

Yellow, dry jingling, chiming leaves
I picked in the full moon nights
pleasant, beautiful  dreams
I knitted in the silence of nights!

---daman
26/11/2010

''ਬਸੰਤ''

ਪੀਲੇ, ਸੁੱਕੇ, ਛਣ ਛਣ  ਕਰਦੇ ਪੱਤੇ
ਮੈਂ ਚਾਨਣੀਆਂ  ਰਾਤਾਂ 'ਚ  ਚੁਣੇ ,
ਬਸੰਤ ਵਰਗੇ ਹਸੀਨ ਖਵਾਬ ,
ਮੈਂ ਰਾਤ ਦੀ ਚੁੱਪ ਵਿਚ ਉਣੇੰ !

---ਦਮਨ
੨੬/੧੧/੨੦੧੦
(Panjabi transcript)
बसंत
पीले, सुक्के, छन छन करदे पत्ते
मैं चननीआं रातां 'च चुने
बसंत वर्गे हसीन ख्वाब
मैं रात दी चुप विच उंने !

---दमन
२६/११/२०१०               

(Hindi transcript)

 

LET MY SONGS SOB !!

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The frgrance of
crimson flowers
has kissed my cheeks!
Has some fine bend
come to the path of my life....!

The goal has come to
me...without asking;
I have always been kissing
the dusty pathways of my life!

Give me back sorrows of my songs,
return my nights longing for tryst,
let my emptiness be doubled,
let my songs sob uncontrollably!

I am standing at the crossroads
watching my friends depart
for a weekend rendezvous,
this weekend is like a sword
hanging on my head!

My boat is old
and the mast is broken
the sails are tattered
unable to hold the wind!

My songs can only sob
Let my songs sob;
O my Life!

---daman
25/11/2010

THE DRIZZLE !

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It is a drizzle...now
slow, endearing to heart
cascading ;
rustle in the leaves
soothing music to the soul.
my tattered shirt
sufficient to envelop
both of us
lost to outward existence
Bliss!
eyes entranced
hands clasping
lips sealed;
sweet smell of wet skins
walking in dazed daydream;
Drifting in a dinghy
oceans conspiring with
blood on mind
shrill ear splitting howls of
wild waves leaping with
hands outstretched to strangulate
two helpless emotions.

Walking, steps in tandem
with unflinching faith....unmindful;

The drizzle has stopped;
It is pouring rain now
drenching our souls
we crouch under my 
tattered shirt,
oblivious of the prying eyes
united in eternity!!!!!!!


posted by daman
24/11/2010