Sunday, February 13, 2011


Somewhere in the heart of Haryana
They were next-door neighbours
childhood friends
had shared joys,festivals
and now LOVE means fear.

Her village was far away
in the hills of Himachal
She had shunned his advances
and today for her and him
LOVE means death.

They were happily married
in Delhi for almost a decade
and now in a bedroom
in their home in Moscow
LOVE means violence.

He had loved her
since their childhood
in Lahore
half a century later
LOVE means silence.

1 comment:

  1. i read this poem backwards...and it was enjoyable..just try...


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