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Rajinder Mar 2020
The breeze steals unsung notes
off aching branches. The tree
agonizes writing scores.
Rajinder Apr 2020
I have clouds to talk to
the sky can wait.


CoVid times - 6
Rajinder Mar 2019
Prostituting radiance
a shameless sun
seduces skies. Birds spurt.
Rajinder Feb 2020
We huddle together
like memories in a womb,
to be delivered as twins.
memories
Rajinder Apr 2018
From the kohl filled sensuous eyes
passion, drooled over your luscious lips
exploding quivering desires.
And your tongue devoured

the nectar permeating
each pore of my body
sending ripples of primordial echo
through our entwined
pulsating fiery shells.

I keep licking my lips
rekindling your taste.
The amrut lingers.

Those two kisses sealed my life
from 'yours' to
'yours only'.
Rajinder Sep 2018
Breeze whispers despair
a tree exhaled
the leaf changed colour
Rajinder Apr 2020
Captive
in a windowless world.


CoVid times - 18
Rajinder Sep 2018
a heart tumbled
a dream fell
a life drifted
Rajinder Feb 2020
Untradeable. Pain is silver,
Sterling. Serrated, dual-faced coin.
Its flip side, a mirror.
Rajinder Apr 2020
A visitor,
will soon be a rare event.
Exciting yet unnerving.

<garbage collector rang the bell>


CoVide times - 15
Rajinder Sep 2018
Autumn escapes
leaving a void, a disquiet
a haunting pit,
a yearning to renew aches
Rajinder Feb 2020
Some windows 
shut memories 
some,
open wounds.
Rajinder Feb 2020
Winter rain -
dark aureole like raindrops 
on leaves, drooping like *******.
Mirrored in pools
trees blush.
Rajinder Feb 2020
An **** of leaves
and raindrops
Rajinder Jun 2020
Doors have become trees,
bars of a cell, blocking my way
drooping branches a noose, a wreath.
Rajinder Apr 2018
You hang there, a
yellow sickle
and float white
around me.
Moon, you fog me
in winters, and
Dazzle in summer.
In between you hide....
Black
Rajinder Sep 2018
You, the ashen alyssum
homing in on dark bushes
breeding maggots
feeding on flesh.  

You the fetid parasite  
carrion, the rotten stink
a toxin laced tongue
devouring pith.

You, the stench of
malignant blossoms
a venomous creeper, you
had to attract snakes.

You live among the graves
the poison pollinator,
a corpse floret
of foul odour.

You the venin
cloaked in smirk
a shrew, spiked with malice
must be crushed,
must die.
Rajinder Feb 2020
कौन लिपटा है ऐसे ही तुमसे आकर 

कुछ तो रिश्ता होगा 
पतंग और पेड़ का !!!
जड़ और उड़ान का 
डोर और डाल का 
पत्तों और झोल का 

कुछ तो रिश्ता होगा  ! 

कुछ तो इश्क़ होगा  
ऊँचे-ऊँचे उड़ने में  
कटने और जुड़ने में  
हवा से लिपटने में 
पाखियों से मिलने में। 

कुछ तो रिश्ता होगा 
पतंग और पेड़ का?

कौन लिपट रहता है ऐसे 
कौन हो रहता है तुम्हारा  
और बना लेता है 
अपनी ही डोर का फंदा।

 कुछ तो रिश्ता होगा  !!
Rajinder Feb 2020
हाल उनका पूछिए
कि अपना बताईये ,
वो ही पुराने ज़ख्म हैं 
क्यूँकर दिखाईये .

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